The rich family's parents were robbed, and the milk group went crazy for the boss's family

Little Dumpling was lying on the bed sulking, as angry as a little pufferfish, and he didn't even eat dinner.

So the next morning, she woke up hungry.

At half past five, when other children were still sleeping, Qingqing sat up from the bed, holding her stomach.

She was so hungry that she felt weak and dazed the moment she got up.

She walked to the kitchen with difficulty, holding on to the wall. The cook brought her a boiled egg. The little girl sat at the door, holding the egg and eating it in small bites.

After eating a boiled egg, my stomach didn’t feel so empty anymore and I felt much more comfortable.

She stood up and walked back.

When passing by the backyard, she saw a strange brother holding a branch in his hand and waving it at the dog tied under the peach tree.

Qingqing was so scared that her face turned pale. She ran over without thinking, and her baby voice was very anxious.

"Brother, don't hit Da Huang!"

Fu Yueci turned his head in confusion.

A little ball that came out of nowhere pounced on the dog and protected it tightly, then turned around and looked at him with a wary and fearful look.

It makes him look like a bully.

"Don't hit Dahuang! He's a good dog."

Hearing the baby's infant voice, Fu Yueci smiled.

The boy in the voice change period didn't like to talk much because his immature voice was mixed with some unpleasant hoarseness, but he still opened his mouth.

"I hit it? It was obviously the one that kept barking at me."

Qingqing didn't say anything. She pursed her lips tightly and stared at the branch in her elder brother's hand with a look of disbelief on her face.

Fu Yueci threw the branch aside and snorted, justifying his waving behavior just now, "I was just trying to scare it to shut up."

The little dumpling stared at him for a few seconds, looking so cute.

"Oh."

As soon as he said "oh", Fu Yueci suddenly felt powerless as if he had punched cotton. He took a deep breath and felt that he was sick.

No matter how you explain it to a child, she won't understand.

The big yellow dog enthusiastically burrowed into Qingqing's arms, its tail wagging almost to the sky, which was completely different from the ferocious look with bared teeth when it faced him.

They are like two different people.

He wanted to touch it just now but was not allowed!

Fu Yueci would not admit that he found a sense of disparity in a dog. He stood aside with his arms folded in a cold manner.

At this time, the little dumpling came close to the big yellow dog's ear and mumbled something to it.

The big yellow dog didn't move either, but tilted his ears as if he really understood.

Fu Yueci had no interest in what they were saying and turned around to leave.

But at this moment, a voice stopped him.

"elder brother."

He turned around.

The little girl raised her soft white face, looked at him without blinking with her big, crystal clear eyes, and asked sincerely.

"Do you still want to pet the dog?"

Fu Yueci was stunned for a moment and didn't reply, then he heard the little girl say again.

"Da Huang has given birth to a baby and it's afraid of you. Do you still want to touch it now? I'll help you hold it."

It was just a yellowish local dog. Fu Yueci had seen many rare breeds, so there was no need for him to rush to touch it.

But at this moment, he was strangely unable to move his feet.

When I came to my senses, I was already squatting next to the dog.

Fu Yueci put his hand on the dog's head and rubbed it. To be honest, the feel was average, not as comfortable as the fluffy and soft fur of a Samoyed.

He glanced at the little girl holding the dog out of the corner of his eye, and after seeing the red in her eyes, he asked absentmindedly.

"what happened to you?"

When the little girl looked at him, he looked indifferent.

"If you don't want to talk about it, forget it. I'm just curious why you're crying so early in the morning."

Qingqing pouted in grievance, and her nose felt sore when she thought about what happened yesterday.

"I, no one wants me..."

Finally, she lowered her head and uttered these words in a low, choked voice.

The little girl's body was twitching, and Fu Yueci could only see her furry hair, which was a little messy, making her look even more lonely.

But that baby voice just now made me feel sad.

"How come no one wants you? You look quite..." He didn't say the word "good-looking".

Fu Yueci is a tsundere person and not very good at praising others. Those two words stayed in his mouth for a long time, but he still didn't say them out in the end.

"...normal." He was a little unnatural.

Qingqing wiped her tears and looked at him blankly with her big watery eyes.

"Are you praising me, brother?"

Fu Yueci nodded stiffly with a cold face, and said against his will: "Yes, I am praising you."

The little girl felt much happier, and adhering to the principle of reciprocity, she complimented him back with the same words.

"Thank you, brother. He looks pretty average too!"

"........."

Seeing her big eyes filled with genuine joy, Fu Yueci realized what it felt like to shoot oneself in the foot.

His handsome face darkened and he remained silent.

Qingqing saw him take his hand away and thought he had touched enough, so she let go of Dahuang and stood up.

"I'm going back to sleep, big brother. Da Huang knows you. You can touch it by yourself. Goodbye~"

Fu Yueci came back to his senses and followed the little dumpling as he ran out.

He didn't know why he called out to her.

"You wait."

He pursed his lips and was silent for a while, then looked at the child's red eyes and fair face and asked a question.

"What's your name?"

...

In the dean's office, a man in a suit was looking through the documents on the table.

Photos of children flashed before his eyes one after another, but none of them left any ripples in his eyes.

A few minutes later, he stood up and said in a low, magnetic voice, "I'm sorry to have wasted your time. The child I'm looking for is not here."

The dean also stood up, smiled and said it was okay, then walked the person out of the office.

"Sir, please walk slowly."

Only after watching the figure walk away did she breathe a sigh of relief.

This person's origins were unknown, but his aura was so powerful. The aura of a superior was too strong. Sitting next to him, she felt so oppressive that she didn't even dare to speak.

The dean had met many rich people, but this was the first one who made her feel suffocated.

She turned back to her office and put away all the children's information.

Just as I put it in the drawer and locked it, there was a knock on the office door.

The dean thought he was here to call her for dinner, so he replied, "Wait a minute, I'll be right there—"

However, when she opened the door, she saw the person who had left and returned.