Chapter 241 I Request to Be Mao Mao's Godfather
Although Commander Lou flatly refused, saying he was too busy, a few days later, Shen Zhaolin still brought gifts to his door.
It was the weekend, and not only was Lou Dashuai at home, but everyone else was there too.
When the servant came to announce Shen Zhaolin's arrival, Marshal Lou was feeding goldfish with his daughter. Without a second thought, he refused, saying, "I won't see him."
Upon hearing this, Mao Mao immediately struggled to climb out of her father's arms and said hurriedly, "See you, Mao Mao!"
Mao Mao is here to entertain her friends!
Commander Lou: "..."
All right.
Now that Mao Mao has heard it, he has no reason to drive Shen Zhaolin away.
Commander Lou had no choice but to let him in.
Mao Mao climbed out of her father's arms and ran out to greet her good friend.
"uncle!"
As soon as Shen Zhaolin looked up, she saw her little friend running out to greet her. Her skirt flared out like lace, and her little bun swayed as she ran, making her look as adorable as a little flower bud on a spring branch.
Shen Zhaolin's eyes brightened slightly, and the corners of his lips curled up: "Mao Mao!"
Mao Mao ran over and reached out her little hand to hold his, but found that he was carrying a lot of things in both his left and right hands, leaving no space. Mao Mao had no choice but to become her uncle's little tail, trotting along behind him.
She trotted over to the sofa: "Uncle, over here." She patted the sofa, "Uncle, please sit here."
"Thank you, Mao Mao."
Shen Zhaolin placed the gifts he had brought on the coffee table and sat down at her warm invitation. Mao Mao also climbed onto the seat next to him and sat down with her friend.
Lou Dashuai watched their interaction with a cold eye, letting out a jealous snort through his nose.
"Uncle, are you coming to play with me?" Mao Mao leaned over happily, rubbing her little head against his arm: "You brought so many gifts, you're too kind!"
Shen Zhaolin nodded with a smile: "Yes, I came to see you and the commander-in-chief because there are some things I want to discuss."
"To discuss something?"
"With me?" Without even thinking, Commander Lou immediately said, "I have nothing to discuss with you."
"General..." Shen Zhaolin adjusted his glasses and said solemnly, "No, Mr. Lou, I would like to ask you to listen to my request first."
Lou Dashuai looked over with a curious expression.
ask?
Shen Zhaolin came to ask him for help?
That's quite rare.
Although he held absolute power in Haicheng, Haicheng was not his personal fiefdom, and the Shen family was not an insignificant family.
The old master of the Shen family used to be an official in the imperial court and had a wide network of connections. Many of his descendants have also become successful, such as Shen Zhaolin's eldest brother, who is now working in a government department.
If Shen Zhaolin has any difficulties, it's easiest for him to go directly to his family. At the very least, he has many friends. Why would he need to lower himself and beg him?
Shen Zhaolin wrote so many articles criticizing him, yet one day he actually came to him for help?!
Lou Wenshan glanced at the sky outside; it was clear. He then reviewed the things he had done and the decisions he had made during this period, confirming that there was nothing wrong with them, before walking over to another sofa with his hands behind his back and sitting down.
He pretended to pick up his teacup for a while before reluctantly saying, "What is it? Tell me first."
Ah Chun carried a tray to serve tea to the guests.
As soon as they reached the door, the tray was taken by the second concubine, who personally served tea to the guests.
After the tea was served, the second concubine didn't leave. She stood to the side, eavesdropping, and even turned around to wave to the others at the door.
Who doesn't know that Shen Zhaolin and the warlord are at odds? How could he possibly come to ask for a favor with gifts? It's intriguing, and everyone's come to watch.
Mao Mao carefully held up the teacup: "Uncle, have some tea."
"Thank you, Mao Mao." Shen Zhaolin took the teacup and sipped the warm tea.
Mao Mao smiled sweetly, her dimples appearing on her cheeks. "Uncle, you're welcome."
Lou Wenshan was immediately annoyed: "Mao Mao, he has hands of his own, you don't need to carry it."
"Mao Mao helps Uncle."
"..."
Mao Mao warmly greeted her friend: "Uncle, would you like some snacks? I'll get them for you."
As she spoke, she reached for the snacks on the coffee table.
Lou Wenshan grew increasingly displeased with what he saw and said again, "Mao Mao, come sit here with your father."
"oh."
Mao Mao obediently climbed off the sofa, ran over, and was picked up by her father and placed on his lap.
Lou Wenshan embraced his sweet and soft little daughter with both arms, keeping her in his arms so she couldn't go anywhere. Only then was he satisfied. He continued to put on airs and nodded to Chen Zhaolin, saying, "Go ahead and say it."
Shen Zhaolin adjusted his glasses on his nose and spoke gently, "Mr. Lou, the first time I met Mao Mao was during the Chinese New Year. She and her brothers helped me find my wallet."
Lou Wenshan nodded, thinking to himself: Is that so? I've never heard of it.
"Later, Lou Yansui went to Haicheng Middle School, and I happened to become his teacher. As a result, I met Mao Mao a few more times and we even became friends. We attended each other's birthday parties and exchanged gifts." Shen Zhaolin said with a smile, "I think this is the fate between Mao Mao and me."
Lou Wenshan: "..."
Sitting in her father's lap, Mao Mao happily said, "Mao Mao and Uncle are good friends!"
Shen Zhaolin nodded in agreement: "That's right, we are good friends. Although there were some misunderstandings, they were quickly resolved. Although I haven't known Mao Mao for very long, I think everyone would like a pure, kind, sincere, and lovely child like her, whether we are friends or not."
Mao Mao pursed her lips, feeling a little embarrassed by the praise, but her eyes sparkled, and her little feet, which were dangling in mid-air, began to dangle.
Lou Wenshan: "..."
The more he listened, the more uneasy he felt.
I was supposed to come to him with something, but instead I ended up praising him to no end.
His daughter is adorable, of course; does she need anyone to remind her?
Commander Lou: "Shen Zhaolin, what exactly do you want? Enough with the nonsense, just say it directly, don't beat around the bush."
Even if you praise his daughter to the skies, he won't easily help Shen Zhaolin.
“Oh, then I’ll be frank.” Shen Zhaolin glanced around, then hesitated before looking at the group of women beside him: “I wonder who Mao Mao’s mother is…”
Several ladies wanted to step forward, but this time, Xia Xiaoxiang stepped forward even faster: "It's me."
"I am Mao Mao's mother, her biological mother!"
The other ladies: "..."
Shen Zhaolin quickly stood up, gesturing for him to sit down, and said, "Please sit down."
Xia Xiaoxiang was completely confused: Was there something to do with her?
She hesitated and looked back at the First Madam, who nodded at her. Only then did she sit down on an empty single sofa.
Shen Zhaolin looked at Commander Lou, then at Xia Xiaoxiang, and finally his gaze settled on Mao Mao.
"I have come today to ask for the opinions of Mao Mao and you two—Mao Mao's parents."
Shen Zhaolin didn't waste any words and went straight to the point, saying solemnly, "I like Mao Mao very much and don't want to just be her friend. I request to be Mao Mao's godfather, and I hope you can agree."
Commander Lou: "..."
Xia Xiaoxiang: "..."
The four ladies: "..."
Mao Mao blinked: "Huh?"
Her little feet stopped wobbling, and the living room suddenly became incredibly quiet, without a sound, even the breathing of the people could be clearly heard. Mao Mao leaned against Lou Dashuai's chest, her ears pounding, and suddenly she heard her father's heartbeat pounding violently like a drum.
Then a loud "bang" came from outside the living room, as if someone who was eavesdropping had twisted their ankle and fallen to the ground with a heavy thud.
Like a bugle call, a reminder, it brought everyone who had been stunned and frozen in place by the sudden news back to their senses.
"Shen Zhaolin, you bastard!"
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