"I understand. Just call me whenever you want to see me, and I'll come find you, okay?"
"Um?"
Chaochao had only uttered two words when Yu Ning, unable to bear hearing her continue, spoke up, grasping her fingers that were gripping the window, and said with an exceptionally serious expression.
Chaochao looked slightly bewildered as her hand was held, but before she could process what was happening, Yu Ning's words had already captivated her.
She excitedly grasped Yu Ning's hand, her face beaming with joy: "Great! Great! Great!"
The car, which had been waiting for a long time, finally started. Before driving away, Yu Ning's gaze passed through the open villa gate and landed on Xie Jingcheng.
Xie Jingcheng, who was in no hurry to leave because his home was nearby, was relaxing on the sofa, sipping his tea.
030 had no idea what its despicable, two-faced host was thinking. It only felt the surrounding temperature rapidly rising, like clusters of blazing flames shooting straight into the sky, intensely hot.
030, who felt like she was instantly transported to a sauna: "..."
What's gotten into this host this time?!
As the last car carrying her beloved older siblings drove away, Chaochao waved goodbye for the third time in just half an hour. The way she stared longingly at the car's rear reminded the system of her kind grandmother taking her eldest grandson and granddaughter to school.
Once the exhaust fumes were completely gone, Chaochao leisurely turned around with her hands behind her back.
The security guard at the door thought the young lady would need some time to process the loneliness of being forgotten, but the moment she turned her back, the wisp of melancholy on her face vanished instantly.
"ah--"
She opened her arms and rushed into the house with a joyful expression.
"My kueh and my cake! Sorry to keep you waiting!"
Hehe, when her older brothers and sisters come to our house again next time, she can eat lots and lots of vegetables!
After seeing the guests off at the door for more than ten minutes, Chaochao ran into the villa and headed straight for the coffee table with a clear purpose—
A plate of small cream cakes is placed on the coffee table.
Almost simultaneously, Jiang Chi and Xie Jingcheng each picked up a piece of cake and handed it to Chaochao.
"Eat up," Jiang Chi said.
"Here you go," Xie Jingcheng said.
One voice was slightly flippant and rising, while the other was cold and sharp. When they noticed that another small cake was being offered at the same time, their fingertips paused in unison, and the two looked up at each other.
So that's why you were stationed here. (×2)
Seeing the two small cakes that were about to come right up to each other and neither would back down, he suddenly stopped and looked left and right, his expression gradually becoming serious and solemn, as if he was having a hard time choosing between two cakes that were almost identical in size and shape.
She looked at what Jiang Chi was holding, which was a little closer to her. Why don't you eat this one?
Chaochao hesitated and reached out her hand, but then looked at the piece in Xie Jingcheng's hand with reluctance.
But Jingcheng's cream smells even sweeter.
Thinking of this, her little head seemed to be bewitched and moved closer in that direction.
Just when they and the system thought that Chaochao had made a decision.
With both sides eyeing each other warily, the little dumpling that had reached for Xie Jingcheng's cake suddenly turned around and pounced on the plate of food on the coffee table in the middle!
With its mouth wide open, it took a huge, sweeping bite, instantly covering the entire surface and swallowing the third small cake on the plate.
She has very sharp eyes!
There's clearly a bigger cake here!
Jiang Chi and Xie Jingcheng, clutching the little thing that had suddenly fallen out of favor, both fell silent: "...??"
There are a hundred reasons to reasonably suspect that the little dumpling was just faking it.
Having successfully eaten the largest and creamiest kissing cake, Chaochao's cheeks were bulging as she squinted her eyes happily.
After eating savory kueh, it's time to have a sweet little cake to cleanse your palate!
"Brother...you should eat too..."
As she ate, she pointed to the cakes in their hands, then to the one in her mouth, and mumbled, "It's so spicy..."
"One more?"
Jiang Chi shook the thing in his hand.
The little dumpling, who was slowly climbing onto the sofa, paused. She looked back, thought for three seconds, and then shook her head and said quite seriously, "I'll wait until I see why that bull can lay eggs before I eat them."
She's made all the arrangements; she's a principled child.
Jiang Chi, who had been struck three times by just one sentence, had a look of bewilderment beyond comprehension in his handsome eyes: "...?"
What did he hear? What bull? Bulls lay eggs? No, do cows lay eggs?
Xie Jingcheng, who had originally intended to ask, swallowed his words upon seeing this, picked up the cake and ate it in a few bites, then raised his phoenix eyes and commented, "It tastes good."
Although the words were brief, they conveyed great affirmation.
The proud little dumpling immediately climbed off the sofa, happily poured a glass of strawberry milk, and pushed it in front of Xie Jingcheng: "Brother Jingcheng, drinking some milk will make you feel less dry."
Jiang Chi, who was holding the cake and about to take a bite: "..."
Ah, those cunning male high school boys.
Although his home was right next door, he couldn't stay too long. Xie Jingcheng soon bid farewell to Huo Qin and the others and left the Huo family home.
Of course, when they went out, they also carried the Huo family's specialty product of the day, a corn cake specially packed by little Chaochao.
Jiang Chi had originally planned to watch a documentary with the little dumpling in the living room for a while longer, but he wanted to see what that egg-laying bull actually looked like.
But after watching for a short while, Jiang Chi gradually felt a chill run down his spine. He was particularly sensitive to certain kinds of dangerous auras, and his hand, which was pinching the little dumpling's cheek, instantly stopped.
He paused for three seconds, then turned to look at Huo Qin, who was sitting quietly on the other sofa, working on his documents.
The man with the air of nobility didn't even look up.
But Jiang Chi inexplicably felt the hairs on his back stand up at a 30-degree angle again, just like the premonition when his uncle was about to beat him up in middle school: "..."
However, in this short period of time, Jiang Chi, whose chill only increased, thought: ...Oh no, this wave is really aimed at him.
The little dumpling next to me was watching TV intently, completely unaffected. The program was showing the camera crew leading livestock experts to the farmer's cowshed. Chaochao, who loves watching exciting things, got so excited that he slurped down half a carton of milk in one go.
Jiang Chi deeply reflected on his own actions.
Is he particularly irritating today?
Or does his uncle have some grievance against him?
Could it be... that he changed his mind again?
Or is the group facing business troubles? That shouldn't be the case.
Jiang Chi couldn't understand it, but that didn't stop him from trying to survive.
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