As soon as Wen Shuqiao entered, Cancan carefully carried an untouched strawberry cake to her with both hands: "Auntie~ Your favorite strawberry cake! Here, have some!"
Standing behind him, Shen Jiazhou finally understood why the boy had refused when he suggested trying the strawberry flavor.
So, even though he gave me the golden armor, I don't even deserve to eat a whole little cake!
How could Shen Jiachen's son be like this!
Shen Jiazhou was angry for a few seconds, then heard Cancan say, "Baby loves mangoes the most! She shared them with her uncle!"
He's the one I like best, and I'm willing to give him the first bite and share half with him. He's a good kid, but you can tell at a glance that he got his sister-in-law's good genes.
Wen Shuqiao took the strawberry cake and patted his head: "Thank you, baby."
She looked at Shen Jiazhou: "Let's go back."
Shen Jiazhou's gaze fell on the cake in her hand: "Should I have someone come up and pack it up first?"
Wen Shuqiao glanced down at the strawberry cake: "No need, we're going down anyway, just ask the front desk to find a box to put it in."
Shen Jiazhou had no objections. He picked up his suit jacket and said, "Let's go."
Can Can took his hand: "Let's go home, let's go home~"
He wants milk and cake!
Shen Jiazhou squeezed his palm: "You're so unwilling to stay with me?"
Can Can looked up and replied, "No, it's getting dark, I need to go home and sleep."
Okay, that's one reason.
Shen Jiazhou squeezed his chubby fingers again.
Can Can pouted, angry but not daring to speak out. Bad uncle, baby's hands aren't dough balls!
Shen Jiazhou looked at Wen Shuqiao, and seeing her momentarily lost in thought, he asked, "What's wrong?"
Wen Shuqiao shook her head: "Let's go."
She just thought that Xu Feng didn't follow because he probably didn't dare to. After all, those who came to eat here were all rich and powerful, and he couldn't afford to offend anyone.
I opened the door to the private room, and sure enough, there was no one in the corridor.
Shen Jiazhou led Can Can ahead, and Wen Shuqiao looked around and asked, "Mr. Shen, aren't there any waiters on the second floor?"
Shen Jiazhou glanced at her sideways and replied, "They're usually on the first floor, to leave enough quiet and private space for the second floor. There's a call bell next to the table in the private room; a waiter will come up within a minute of it ringing."
Wen Shuqiao said "Oh," no wonder the second floor was so quiet just now.
Shen Jiazhou, however, keenly sensed the hidden meaning in Wen Shuqiao's words. He slowed his pace, and only after Wen Shuqiao caught up with their steps did he ask, "Is there something you need?"
She shrugged: "No, I was just asking casually."
Shen Jiazhou then fell silent. The three of them went downstairs, and Wen Shuqiao, carrying the cake, walked to the front desk: "Hello, could you please help me pack it?"
The receptionist said, "Okay, please wait a moment, I'll take care of it for you right away."
Shen Jiazhou stood behind Cancan, holding her hand. Cancan also began to look around the hotel. The decoration was so beautiful. She wanted to build a beautiful shop like this for her aunt in the future.
The system replied: "You miss your aunt so much, can you miss your uncle too?"
Can Can said, "I have thought about it, but my uncle has everything he needs. As long as I love him, that's enough."
[...] Even the system thought his statement was outrageous: "You're a powerful and arrogant protagonist, not a scumbag. Why does that sound so off?"
Can Can hummed softly twice: "You don't understand! Auntie said that a baby's love is priceless!"
...So love conquers all, huh? And you're even trying to sound artsy!
However, being artistic is Long Aotian's least noteworthy advantage; it's just unexpected that he would show it at such a young age.
The system clicked its tongue several times. There was nothing it could do; that's just how Long Aotian was—perfect.
Can Can shook her head, wondering why the system was spouting nonsense again!
While Wen Shuqiao was waiting for the cake to be packed, the waitress who had been in charge of their private room came over and asked, "Mr. Chen, should we put the gifts in the private room in our warehouse first, or should we send them back to you?"
If she hadn't mentioned it, Wen Shuqiao would have almost forgotten about it. She turned to Shen Jiazhou and said, "Keep the things for Cancan for now."
If it's placed there, she won't dare close her eyes when she sleeps.
Shen Jiazhou thought for a moment and said, "When Gu Xingyuan arrives later, I'll have him take it back."
He needed to take Wen Shuqiao and Cancan back now, and if he waited for the gifts to be packed, it would take a while longer.
Shen Jiazhou subconsciously reached for his keys in his suit jacket, only to find nothing. He then remembered that while waiting for Wen Shuqiao, Can Can had found a ribbon in some hidden corner of the private room and insisted on putting it on him with great enthusiasm.
She even said something like, "This is the game the baby hunted, and he wants to give it to his uncle~"
But after putting it on, he casually put it on the table.
His attention was entirely focused on Can Can, and he forgot about it when he left.
He said to Wen Shuqiao, "The car keys are upstairs. You and Cancan sit downstairs for a while. I'll be down soon."
Wen Shuqiao had already brought the cake. There were seats available in the lobby on the first floor. She nodded and said, "Okay, I'll wait for you."
She looked at the coat in Shen Jiazhou's arms: "Shall I get your coat for you?"
Shen Jiazhou handed it over: "I'll be down soon, thank you."
Wen Shuqiao simply raised her chin slightly to indicate that she understood, and then led Can Can to a sofa for people to rest on.
Can Can looked at the fish tank next to her and said, "Uncle has fish in his office too."
Wen Shuqiao followed his gaze and chuckled, "Really? Then take a look and see if there are more fish in Uncle's office or here?"
Do we even need to count? Of course, my uncle has more fish! My uncle is the richest uncle ever!
Shen Jiazhou took his car keys and left the private room. He took a deep breath and suppressed the urge to sneeze.
Everything's fine now, so who's thinking about him?
As he passed by a private room, the door of one of the rooms opened, and a waiter was pulling a cart out with his back to the corridor.
Shen Jiazhou stood there for a while, then glanced inside unconsciously, feeling that he had seen one of them somewhere before.
However, he wasn't interested. The waitress took a few steps before realizing she was blocking Shen Jiazhou's way, and she quickly said softly, "Excuse me, sir."
Shen Jiazhou said, "It's nothing."
The next second, a voice came from inside the private room: "Young Master Zhao, I really didn't lie to you. I just tried to persuade Wen Shuqiao, saying that you are rich and handsome, and that she would definitely be fine with you, but she just doesn't give you any face. She won't even come in for a drink with you."
Shen Jiazhou frowned slightly, recalling the question Wen Shuqiao had asked earlier.
He looked up at the surveillance cameras installed in the corridor, pursed his thin lips, and instead of going downstairs, he went up to the third floor—the monitoring room.
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