Chapter 30
Breakfast is a Western meal carefully prepared by the cook and pastry chef.
To suit Chen Wen's preferences, each dish on the silver plate was carefully decorated with flower petals.
Xingnuo took the cup of milk specially brought by the housekeeper and gulped down half of it.
With a circle of milk stains at the corner of her mouth, Xingnuo touched her round belly and raised the small cup to show her father.
"Dad, the baby has finished drinking~"
Chen Wen raised his eyes and glanced at the brat, not understanding why there was anything worth talking about just drinking a glass of milk.
"Yeah." He responded coldly and wiped the corner of his mouth with a tissue.
Dad didn't praise the kid for being so good at drinking the milk, and Xingnuo didn't get angry either. He put aside the saliva bag that the housekeeper uncle stuffed on his chest, raised his little face and secretly glanced at his dad.
Seeing his father finish his breakfast with dignity and elegance, tasting the black and bitter thing called coffee, Xingnuo propped up his little chin and understood a little.
The dad during the day is different from the dad at night.
Although they are all fathers, the fathers during the day seem to forget their children.
Not understanding why his father didn't remember him, Xingnuo sighed softly, thinking that his father might be sick.
Just like before, every time Zaizai woke up in the morning, his little head would be confused for a long time and he would forget who he was.
It’s just that Dad forgot for a long time and didn’t remember it for the whole day.
Only at night will I remember how well-behaved my baby is, and come over to tell him stories and coax him to sleep.
Xingnuo thought he had figured it out, and sat there shaking his head, his expression changing from heavy to cheerful.
Shen Wen caught a glimpse of Xing Nuo's colorful little expressions from the corner of his eye, and frowned slightly.
Are all children this lively?
A person can actually entertain himself.
Chen Wen was too lazy to investigate where this child came from and why he was related to him by blood.
He is a person who is afraid of trouble and cannot stand the noise caused by children.
It will only take a few days, and once the copy is over, these players, along with the child who came with them, will disappear from this world.
Chen Wen thought that he would never see this weak little kid again, who would trip over his left foot and knock his right foot to the ground when walking. For some reason, he didn't feel as relieved as he had imagined.
That inexplicable blood relationship did have some influence on him.
Shen Wen was in a bad mood, pressed his brows, stopped thinking about these messy things, and got up and left.
Xingnuo watched his father leave, and hurriedly stuck his butt out and climbed down from the high chair.
His movements were too hasty, and he tried to step on the air with his little feet for a long time, but finally missed the target.
"oops!"
Xingnuo fell on his little butt, and he quickly covered his body with his hands in pain. He turned over like a stupid turtle and lay on the ground for a long time without getting up.
Chen Wen's pace was slowed down, he closed his eyes and sighed deeply, then turned around and looked at the kid.
"Why are you so clumsy?"
Can you fall down when you get down from a chair?
Xingnuo covered his painful little butt, his eyes instantly turned red, he tilted his little head back and whimpered a few times at his daddy.
"Dad, it hurts."
Chen Wen looked at this little brat who hadn't even shed a tear and was making a lot of noise but doing little, and for some reason he wanted to laugh.
"How can you resist crying when it hurts?"
Chen Wen snorted and blurted out a few words:
"The king of fake crying."
Xingnuo pouted, covered his little ears unwillingly, and shook his little head, not wanting to listen.
"No! I'm not a fake crybaby!"
Dad and brother always say this to me!
Xingnuo pursed her lips, a little angry.
Using his hands and feet to get up from the ground, Xingnuo limped, covering his little butt, and walked past his father with his head raised and his eyes straight ahead.
It looks very proud, just like a little orange cat that passes by you with its tail up, looking down on you but madly trying to attract your attention.
Chen Wen crossed his arms over his chest, watching the little thing stumble out of the restaurant, and couldn't help but pursed his lips and smiled.
It seems that raising this little thing is really interesting.
Chen Wen shook his head slightly and signaled the butler to follow him with his eyes:
"Go and watch him, don't let him fall again."
The housekeeper looked at the interaction between the master and the young master with a loving face, and a smile appeared in the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes.
"OK."
Sure enough, the master just looked cold, but he was still kind and soft-hearted towards the little master.
Xingnuo covered his little butt and walked slowly around a corner. Then he turned around and lay on the wall, poking out his little head to secretly see if his father was following him.
After staring hard with his little eyes for a while, Xingnuo was about to look away when he saw the sister with a crew cut who was also acting suspiciously.
The female player with a crew cut who was lying in the other corner, spying on the monsters' movements, obviously also saw Xingnuo.
The two, one big and one small, were separated by a corridor, staring at each other with wide eyes.
The female player with a crew cut laughed awkwardly twice, gave up on detecting the monsters' movements, and walked towards Xingnuo.
"Xingnuo, what are you doing here?"
Xingnuo shook his little head, hummed and refused to say anything.
"Where's my sister? What's she doing?"
The female player also snorted and shook her head: "If you don't tell me, I won't tell you either."
Xingnuo said "oh", blinked her eyes, covered her little butt and prepared to leave.
The female player with a buzz cut thought of something and called out to Xingnuo:
"Young Master, did you see a man wearing black clothes and black pants with a knife on his waist on the second floor?"
Ever since Wen Xingxue rushed towards the monster with a knife last night, the players have not seen him again.
That night, the players hid in the bedroom. They wanted to open the door but were afraid of running into a monster with terrifying power, so they hid in the room and dared not show their heads at all.
The castle was peaceful at night but concealed a surging terror, with waves of fighting sounds coming continuously from outside.
It was not until the sky brightened again and the monsters hiding in the darkness and lurking around retreated like a tide that the players dared to come out and walk around.
The female player with a crew cut was worried about the boss's situation and hurried out to check.
She hid behind the wall and observed the monsters carefully, cautiously searching for Wen Xingxue's whereabouts.
But after spending the entire morning searching the entire first floor of the castle, the female player with a crew cut could not find any trace of Wen Xingxue.
She didn't dare to think about the worst case scenario, so she could only ask Xingnuo indirectly.
Perhaps, the boss simply ignored the rules and went to hide on the most dangerous second floor?
Xingnuo shook his head after hearing this, having no impression at all.
"No, is this a new guest?"
The female player with a crew cut sighed softly and hummed.
"Yes, he is our companion. I am afraid that he might accidentally break into the second floor and make your father angry."
Xingnuo tilted his head, not understanding what was going on, with a slightly bewildered expression.
"No, Dad is very good. He won't be angry."
The female player with a crew cut gave a wry smile and thought to herself, your father is just being nice to you.
To players like them, Chen Wen's oppressive terror was so strong that they couldn't even look at him. They were always afraid that they would be crushed to death by his fingers in the next second.
Xingnuo saw that her sister was frowning, so she stepped forward and patted her arm, comforting her in a baby voice:
"It's okay. Sister, do you want some hair? Let's go pick them!"
My father once said that when you are in a bad mood, pick a beautiful flower, smell its fragrant scent, and your mood will improve!
The female player with a crew cut took a breath and shook her head quickly.
When she thought of those strange and dangerous roses in the garden outside, with their thick red color like blood, the female player with a crew cut felt her scalp tingling.
Fearing that the young master would go out to pick flowers for her, the female player with a crew cut quickly said goodbye.
"I just remembered that I have something to do, so I'll leave first!"
After the female player with a crew cut finished speaking, she turned around and left in a hurry.
Xingnuo looked at the hurried steps of his sister with a crew cut, tilted his head blankly, frowned, covered his butt, and walked slowly into the garden.
In the garden, blood-red roses bloomed gorgeously and fragrantly.
The flower beds in front of the castle were all planted with roses, except for a few tulips planted by Chen Wen at the back near the fence.
Xingnuo dragged his feet to the flower bed, bent over and began to inspect.
He touched this flower, looked at that flower, and nodded his head from time to time.
"Very good! The flowers are blooming beautifully today!"
When the housekeeper came out, he saw the young master with a stern face, seriously patrolling the flower garden.
The housekeeper was very pleased. He tapped the ground with his cane and sighed:
"The young master has the grace of a master and has learned how to manage a small garden."
The male servant who followed beside him also smiled and nodded.
"When the little master grows up, he will definitely be as good as the master!"
Xingnuo didn't know what the butler expected of him, so he walked around the small garden and finally stopped next to a rose.
"Gardener Susu, I want this one!"
The gardener came over with a pair of large shears and cut off the thriving rose with a single click.
"Little Master, take it."
Xingnuo hummed, covered her butt with one hand, and walked into the castle holding a rose in the other.
Having lived in the castle for two or three years, Xingnuo, the young owner, is almost familiar with the layout of the castle.
He walked through the long corridor with paintings, went north from the living room, and came to the guest room on the first floor where the players were temporarily staying.
Reaching out his hand and gently patting the guest bedroom door, Xingnuo tiptoed and called inside:
"Hello~ Is anyone there?"
Inside the room, the noisy players suddenly became quiet.
The female player with a crew cut who was beaten by the violent male player covered her wound and opened the door with a heavy face.
Looking down, she saw Xingnuo holding a bouquet of roses. The female player with a crew cut was stunned for a moment, and then an idea came to her mind.
Could this be...
"Sister, let me give you a beautiful flower!" Xing Nuo stood on tiptoe and raised the flower to her.
The female player with a crew cut exclaimed, "Wow!" and thought to herself, it's really for her!
After taking a deep breath, the female player with a crew cut suddenly broke out in sweat and was in a dilemma.
She really didn't dare to take this flower that looked so dangerous!
But after all, this was given to me by my little master with kindness. If I don’t want it, will it make my little master angry?
If Xingnuo's favorability drops, it will be very disadvantageous to me.
When the female player with a crew cut was hesitating, the male player who had just lost control of his temper and hurt someone came over.
The male player looked at the roses with a crazy look on his face and laughed out loud.
"Is this what happens when you try to please your little master?! Why don't you accept it?"
The male player's mental state is obviously abnormal. Since yesterday, he has been complaining about himself and wants to jump off the building immediately. He is also often irritable and ready to attack his companions at any time.
In just one day, his face had been distorted to a mad and terrifying degree.
Just now in the house, the female player with a crew cut was attacked by him for no apparent reason, and the wound on her arm was still bleeding.
However, the male player himself didn't feel anything and just stared at the female player with a buzz cut fiercely, wanting to see her make a fool of herself.
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