A fashion queen

Faced with this strange man claiming to be her sister's husband, the little girl was filled with doubt and vigilance. Blinking her bright eyes, she stubbornly asked, "But, brother, why should I tell you this? You keep saying she's your wife, but what evidence do you have?"

Hearing the little girl's sharp question, Mo Yunting couldn't help but laugh. He stared at the clever, quirky little girl in front of him with great interest, and secretly sighed in his heart: This little girl is really lovable. If I could also have such a lovely baby daughter, how happy I would be!

Thinking of this, Mo Yunting subconsciously touched his pocket, intending to pull out his phone and dig out the sweet photos of him and Xueying to prove his words were true. However, at this moment, he suddenly realized that before he rushed to the hospital, all the belongings he had with him had been confiscated by Lu Yu.

However, there's always a way out. Mo Yunting looked down and was surprised to find a ring on his finger. It was the wedding ring he and Xueying had worn when they walked hand in hand into the marriage hall. He quickly reached out his hand, showing the ring to the little girl, and said softly, "Little sister, look, this is the wedding ring between me and your sister."

Upon hearing this, the little girl immediately leaned forward and carefully examined the ring on Mo Yunting's hand. Then, she turned her head and looked at her sister, who lay quietly in the hospital bed. Her eyes fell on the same ring on her sister's hand. After comparing them, the little girl's eyes flashed with surprise, which was soon replaced by an unconcealable joy.

Seeing the little girl's expression gradually relax from initial suspicion, a subtle smile flashed across Mo Yunting's deep, star-like eyes, and the corners of his well-defined mouth lifted slightly, forming a beautiful arc. Then, he leaned over and asked softly in an extremely gentle tone that seemed to melt ice and snow, "Now, you finally believe me, right?"

The little girl looked at the handsome and gentle man before her and nodded gently. Seeing this, Mo Yunting's smile grew even brighter. He reached out and gently stroked the little girl's soft hair, as if protecting the most precious treasure in the world. Then, he asked softly again, "Now can you tell me how she saved you?"

Hearing this, the little girl's relaxed expression instantly became tense again. She bit her lip and looked at Mo Yunting with a somewhat evasive look, as if she wanted to say something but hesitated. After a long while, she finally hesitated and started to speak, but the words seemed to be blocked by something, and she couldn't say anything.

Because she really didn't know how to tell Mo Yunting the shocking and touching truth - that kind sister had donated all her blood to her in order to save her. If she really told him that, would this kind brother resent her for it?

Just as the little girl was struggling with her inner struggles, a clear voice suddenly rang out, "Yaoyao!" This sudden call startled everyone present. The little girl looked in the direction of the voice and saw a tall, handsome young man walking quickly towards them. It turned out to be the little girl's brother, Lu Yu.

"Brother, you're here! I missed you so much." As soon as the little girl saw her brother, she immediately forgot all her worries and anxieties and ran towards Lu Yu happily. Lu Yu hugged his sister who rushed towards him, his eyes full of doting.

"Good girl, Yaoyao, be good. Go play outside and have some fun for a while, okay? Uncle has something important to say to this big brother." Lu Yu coaxed her softly with a smile, and at the same time, he took out a small, colorful toy from his pocket and gently handed it to the little girl. This little toy seemed to have magical powers, instantly attracting the little girl's attention.

The little girl blinked her big, watery eyes, stretched out her chubby little hands, and carefully took the toy, happy as a blooming flower. She nodded sensibly and replied in a baby voice, "Okay, brother!" Then, she turned around and skipped towards the door with light steps.

Lu Yu's gaze followed the little girl closely until she disappeared at the door. When he was sure the little girl had left, the doting smile on his face slowly faded, replaced by an indescribable serious expression.

He slowly turned his head and stared at Mo Yunting, who was sitting on the sofa opposite him. At this moment, Lu Yu's eyes became extremely deep and complex, intertwined with surprise, vigilance, and a little subtle hostility.

"Hmph, I never expected you to find this place so quickly, Mo Yunting! It's beyond my wildest expectations!" Lu Yu said coldly, his voice filled with obvious displeasure and wariness. He had meticulously planned a series of traps and trials, intending to subject Mo Yunting to endless frustration and torture on his quest, but now that everything had been easily thwarted, he couldn't help but feel a sense of frustration and resentment.