Even the assistant himself could sense how far-fetched and stiff his words were.
The assistant desperately wanted to take out a handkerchief from his suit to wipe away the cold sweat, but he didn't dare to move an inch.
Oh no, is his salary going to be negative this month?
Working while in debt, that's really something.
The assistant was no longer able to smile.
Because the saddest thing in his life was happening at that moment.
Shen Qianyu couldn't laugh at all at this moment.
The child has caused a huge disaster.
A silent, oppressive atmosphere was spreading among them.
Just then, the cub woke up and started whimpering in the room, looking for its father.
Shen Qianyu's face darkened, and she turned to go find the child.
Seeing Shen Qianyu's expression, the assistant was still somewhat worried and quickly tried to comfort her:
“Your Majesty, the boy is still a child. He doesn’t understand, and he didn’t do it on purpose.”
Several of his men quickly followed and joined in the persuasion.
"My lord, he's still just a child! Let it go!"
"Yes, it's the Lunar New Year. Since you're already here, and the child is still young, please go easy on him!"
For some reason, hearing them say that made Shen Qianyu feel a sense of powerlessness deep in her bones, and an urge to just give up.
Is this also a password etched into their genes, belonging to ancient humans?
Shen Qianyu wasn't so angry anymore.
However, he had no intention of doing anything to the cubs.
The heaviest punishment was nothing more than a few harsh words being uttered.
This is his precious little glass baby, whom he cherishes dearly and cannot afford to bump or touch. How could he possibly bear to part with him?
How could he get angry when he saw the cub crying on its own?
He even wanted to slap himself twice, feeling that he hadn't treated the cubs well.
"dad."
The little guy was curled up in the blankets on the huge bed, and you couldn't find him if you weren't paying attention.
It was like a tiny feather that fell from the sky onto Shen Qianyu's heart.
She was so gentle and sweet; just gazing at him filled my heart with boundless tenderness and affection.
Shen Qianyu sighed, her sigh filled with doting affection and indulgence.
He reached out, picked up the tiny baby, and answered gently:
"Yes, Dad is here."
The cub raised its head, squinted its eyes, and rubbed its face against its father's face, just like a drowsy orc cub that had just woken up and was trying to remember its father's scent again, rubbing its father's fragrance onto itself.
The cub was making some ambiguous, affectionate sounds, exactly like the low purring a kitten makes when it feels comfortable.
Shen Qianyu was amused by the cub. He lowered his head, pressed his forehead against the cub's, and asked gently:
"Our little one is awake? No wonder he slept for so long, he was secretly causing trouble while his dad was sleeping, huh? Hmm, is that right?"
Upon hearing this, the cub's expression revealed a hint of guilt.
His gaze darted left and right, but he dared not look directly at his father.
Why aren't you saying anything?
The baby hugged its father's neck and cried out, "Daddy, kiss me! Daddy, kiss me!"
After giving his father a couple of random kisses on the chin, the child eagerly tried to get out of his father's arms, wrapped himself in his little blanket, and muttered, "Baby's here, baby's gone."
The small blanket that Shen Qianyu found too small to cover herself with was actually quite large for the cub, big enough to completely cover it. So the cub, in a self-deceptive manner, covered itself with the blanket and became a fluffy white blanket ghost, slowly moving towards the door.
But the little fool forgot that by covering himself up, he also blocked his own vision. After walking a few steps in this dizzy state, he crashed headfirst into the cabinet door.
Shen Qianyu: ...
Shen Qianyu walked up to the child: "What? Does the little one want to run away from home?"
The cub shuddered in fright, stretched out its two tiny paws from under the blanket to cover its head, and then remained motionless.
As soon as Shen Qianyu picked up the cub, it immediately let out a pitiful, tearful sob.
The assistant's face darkened.
Did the king still harm the cubs?
The baby's crying sounded so pitiful, as if he had no strength left to cry, and could only sob a couple of times like a poor little thing, not daring to shed a tear no matter how wronged he was.
The assistant couldn't stand it anymore and thought of finding an excuse to go in and check. When he went in, he saw Wang applying ointment to the wound on the cub's forehead.
"Don't cover your head with the blanket next time. Dad won't hit you. Don't always be afraid, okay?"
The cub nodded with tears in its eyes.
Shen Qianyu then turned to her assistant: "What? Are you worried I'll hit the child?"
The assistant uttered the most insincere thing he had ever said: "No, no, you seem so tolerant and generous, you must be a loving father."
As soon as he finished speaking, lightning flashed and thunder roared outside the palace, accompanied by a fierce storm.
Shen Qianyu: ...
assistant:……
Perhaps it was because she had been nurtured by the cubs that she developed a good mindset, so Shen Qianyu didn't care too much about her not being very amiable, and her assistant also tacitly moved on from the matter immediately.
The neatly dressed child was being fed nutritious porridge by his father, while the assistant stood by and said:
"More than ten entertainment companies have already extended offers to us. Because they know that the young ones are not currently tied to any contracts, they are offering long-term contracts with relatively generous terms..."
Shen Qianyu seemed completely unmoved by the exorbitant contracts offered by those companies, her hands never stopping moving.
He wiped the rice grains from the corner of the baby's mouth, watched the baby let out a satisfied little burp, and then asked the baby:
"Does your little one want to be a big star?"
The cub paused for a moment, then shook its head without hesitation.
How can a father be his child when his son becomes a big star?
No, Daddy will cry.
These fathers are all two-faced bad fathers; once their children are gone, they'll secretly shed tears in a corner.
The cub seemed to have thought of something, and silently nestled into its father's arms, its short arms wrapping around his waist.
Looking at the cub's reluctance to part with him, Shen Qianyu looked down at the cub's sunken cheeks nestled in his arms. No matter how hard he tried to keep his expression from showing his emotions, he couldn't help but smile.
"I know, my little one doesn't want to be a big star, my little one loves Daddy the most."
But the cub couldn't hold back its tears: "Baby will leave, baby won't have much time to stay with daddy, baby don't leave daddy, waaaah..."
The strong one is the grown-up Qianyuan. Qianyuan understands that even with a thousand regrets, they will eventually meet again. But for the cub at this moment, he doesn't want to grow up, he doesn't understand or want to understand reincarnation and going home. He is just his father's precious child, a child who can't bear to leave his father.
In every parting, Qianyuan's tears are the tears of a heartbroken man.
A cub is just a cub; it laughs when it's happy and cries when it's sad, that's all.
Shen Qianyu didn't understand the cub's sudden tears. Upon hearing the cub's words, he immediately became extremely serious:
"Honey, what do you mean by that?"
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