"Then it will be delicious when Sister Yu Ning gets off work."
When Wang Jie saw Chaochao smile, she smiled back, but then frowned as she recalled what Chaochao had just said.
It's already 6:30 in the evening.
It will probably be 8 or 9 pm by the time Yu Ning changes shifts, which is too late.
But seeing the little girl eating cake without any worries, Wang Jie couldn't bear to reject her wonderful idea.
Moreover—
Wang Jie let out a long sigh.
Miss Chaochao ate way too fast; she finished it in just three bites.
After Yu Ning returned to work at the front desk, she was able to pretend to be calm at first, but as it got darker and darker, half an hour had passed and customers came and went.
But the little dumpling and her older sister, who didn't seem to know her very well, still sat at the small round table.
After seeing off a customer, Yu Ning couldn't help but glance sideways. A colleague responsible for cleaning walked over from the dining area with a rag, muttering with a puzzled look, "Strange, I feel like I've seen her somewhere before..."
Her colleague's voice was soft and indistinct, but Yu Ning didn't pay attention to what she said. Her gaze went straight through the green wall at the corner and landed on Chaochao's little tuft of hair that was swaying back and forth.
It's so late and you still don't know to go home?
Shouldn't you be going to bed earlier at such a young age?
At the same time, Yu Ning was frowning and grumbling to herself, while Chaochao, with her back to her, had a serious little face—
Cut the cake.
After taking a couple of slurping bites and realizing there was only a small bite left on her plate, Chaochao picked up her knife and fork and fell into deep thought, "..."
She realized the seriousness of the situation.
The system was so grateful it almost brought tears to its eyes.
Thank God for being merciful!
After her clever little brain worked for a while, Chaochao picked up her knife and fork again, and then Wang Jie witnessed it firsthand—
The tiny cake, which was as small as a candied orange and could be eaten in one bite, was carefully cut into pieces the size of a fingernail, until only a tiny grain of rice remained.
Wang Jie: "..."
Isn't this just like that stubborn kid from elementary school days who counted down from three seconds with his friends, but ended up counting down to 0.00001 seconds?
Chaochao, who had been trying to eat, stared at the last remaining "millet bean," her helpless little eyes seeming to say, "What am I going to do with you?"
She was about to sigh softly, but when she saw the rice grains being blown by the wind, her almond-shaped eyes widened, startling Chaochao so much that she immediately held her breath and furtively inhaled a little air.
The little dumpling looked down at the black specks on the plate and solemnly lectured, "You are the only child of the Meat Ghost Cake family, so you can't be willful and run away from home."
After Chaochao finished her serious lecture, her little smartwatch suddenly lit up. She glanced down and saw it was her dad calling.
"Hey, Daddy~"
"...Mmm, I haven't finished eating yet, there's still... there's still..." The little dumpling glanced at the lonely rice cake, "...just one tiny bite left, Daddy, wait a little longer and I'll be back...? Oh Daddy, you have to believe me, it really, really is just one tiny bite, I don't have much left..."
Chaochao, struggling to prove her innocence, was practically hoarse from talking. She grabbed her water glass and gulped down a mouthful before solemnly concluding, "I really didn't steal any food this time! I swear!"
She's already scrimped and saved, and all she has left is a tiny seedling... what about Miaomiao?
Hearing the little boy's confident promise over the phone, Huo Qin chuckled softly, unsure whether he believed him or not. He simply hummed in agreement, "I know."
But after he finished speaking, the little dumpling opposite him remained silent.
Chaochao stared incredulously at her empty little plate, her suddenly enlarged almond-shaped eyes flashing with a broken light.
Where did her last tiny bit of precious food go?!
On the smartwatch, after waiting for a moment without a response, the man's magnetic and pleasant voice paused slightly: "You...you didn't really get struck by lightning?"
Upon hearing Mr. Huo's words, the driver in front nearly veered off course, his hand gripping the steering wheel trembling.
Mr. Huo, what are you saying to Miss Chaochao?!
Hurry up and spit it out!
Huo Qin turned half of his face, which had a cold and sharp look, and glanced at the driver casually in the rearview mirror, the warning meaning clear.
The driver, who was sweating profusely, immediately sat up straight.
Hearing her father's familiar voice, Chaochao, who had been looking dazed and confused, finally seemed to wake up and blinked her tired eyes.
Huo Qin's phone rang with a childlike voice filled with grief and indignation: "Where is my big, fleshy ghost?!"
Huo Qin raised an eyebrow slightly and said slowly:
"...Didn't you say it would only be a small bite?"
Wang Jie, who hadn't meant to eavesdrop, was the one whose voice drifted into her ears: "..."
Now Miss Chaochao is truly in a situation where she can't clear her name.
When the little dumpling was speaking, her two little hands were originally spread wide open, but then she suddenly remembered her tiny size as the only child in the family, and very carefully shrank them down until they became just two short fingers pinched together in a "this little" gesture.
Busy searching for the truth behind the missing cake pieces, Chaochao hung up the phone with Huo Qin first: "Daddy's plans have changed. I need to catch the little cake. I'm hanging up now."
But in the last second before hanging up the phone, he was still trying his best to prove himself: "Daddy really, really only took a tiny bite!"
She even held up one finger.
Wang Jie looked at Chaochao, who was peeking over the table and almost making that gesture to compare each piece, and couldn't help but say, "Chaochao... that piece has already been blown away."
Just as you gulped down a big mouthful of water and exhaled, it was blown to the ground and stuck to the sole of the guest's shoe, then ran off with them.
Upon hearing Wang Jie's explanation, Chaochao paused in her rummaging, blinking her adorable eyes and asking, "Is that how it is?"
Wang Jie nodded reluctantly, "Mmm..."
"That's okay, hehe."
Unexpectedly, the little dumpling patted its chest with great nonchalance, relaxed, and drank the rest of the water in the cup in one gulp. "I thought it had really grown legs and run away."
If that's the case, then we definitely need to find it and take a look!
Wang Jie, who never expected this outcome, was speechless: "...?"
I thought it was a lost and found notice, but it turned out to be an arrest warrant?
The driver could vaguely hear a busy tone coming from Mr. Huo's phone. He glanced at it cautiously through the rearview mirror, pretending to drive seriously but inwardly marveling. In the world, the only one who would dare to hang up on Mr. Huo so casually was probably Chaochao.
Huo Qin, sitting in the back seat, put away his phone. He looked out the window at the street scene rushing past, his long, dark eyes flashing with light, and his indifferent and aloof temperament softened slightly.
The driver, who had been silenced, asked cautiously, "Mr. Huo... shall we still go to the company?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Huo Qin looked at him with cold eyes:
What do you think?
driver:"……"
What can I say? I'm just a driver!
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