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

If today passes, he won't know when he will see this child again.

Maybe it will be the day when the eldest daughter of the Fu family gets married, but there are too many uncertainties in between, and it would be bad if something unexpected happened.

So it is very likely that this is his only chance, and whether he can contribute to the organization depends entirely on him.

Thinking of this, he put his cell phone in his pocket and walked out.

The little girl was still eating there. Old Master Fu had already left. He was very busy today and stayed by Qingqing's side the whole time. Of course, the eldest wife was not happy about this, so they would ask someone to urge him every once in a while.

Just when he came here to trick a kid, people from the other side came to urge him twice. The old man had no choice but to leave.

As soon as he left, the little girl ate her cake in peace again.

Her expression looks very satisfied, and she even smiles sweetly when she eats her favorite flavor.

Cong Buxiao looked at her for a while, and suddenly spoke without any warning, catching Qingqing off guard and startling her.

"Your grandfather is lying to you."

The little girl looked at him in confusion and shock, although Cong Buxiao didn't know what shocked her.

The look in her eyes was so strange that one couldn't help but want to find out what was going on.

"What are you looking at?"

The little girl let out a soft and cute cry, and stopped eating. She just looked at him intently with her bright big eyes, from a bottom-up angle.

The crystal chandelier above her head shone into her eyes, like sparkling glass balls. This angle was a bit like the angle from which little fans in the audience at a concert looked at their idols.

That's probably the case, Cong Buxiao is not too sure. He has never been to a concert, nor has he been an idol.

But he had seen pigs run.

The little guy still didn't say anything, and kept looking at him with such eyes, which made him feel uncomfortable.

"What are you looking at?" he could only ask again.

This time the little girl spoke. She pursed her lips and smiled carefully, saying in a baby voice, "Uncle Xiaoxiao, this is the first time you have spoken to me~"

Cong Buxiao was silent for a moment, then retorted, "I did."

How come this child has such a bad memory at such a young age? I never noticed it before.

He wanted to remind the child, but she nodded first and spoke obediently.

"Yes, yes~"

Qingqing put down the small cake in her hand and counted them one by one on her fingers.

"Uncle Xiaoxiao, all you said before was 'Have you had enough fun?' 'Are you coming back?' 'Aren't you tired?' This is the first time you've spoken normal words to Qingqing~"

“…I remember it quite clearly.” Even he had never summarized it so clearly before, but what does normal words mean?

He looked down and saw the little girl looking at him with a smile, her big eyes curved like crescent moons.

After staring at each other like this, she opened her mouth and was about to speak again, "Are you in a particularly good mood today, Uncle Xiaoxiao?"

It was a very baffling question. Cong Buxiao said no, and then casually asked, "Why do you say that?"

Who would be happy at work? He always has a faint sense of death in his heart.

He had worked in the Xiao family for ten years, and his heart had long been as cold as his knife. Even though the person he was protecting was a very cute little girl, it could not melt the cold heart of his worker.

He and Qingqing are exactly two extremes. The little guy is lively and loves to play. Even when he talks, he seems full of energy, as if he is never unhappy.

At this moment, she was analyzing seriously, and her sweet and milky voice made people feel soft-hearted.

"Because you said something different to me today, so Uncle Xiaoxiao, are you in a particularly good mood?"

So it was because of this. Cong Buxiao lowered his head and said expressionlessly, "No."

He spoke because Mr. Fu treated the little guy like a fool, and as a soldier of the Xiao family, his heart was naturally more towards the Xiao family.

He also hoped that Xiao Qingdai would build him a new house on the island.

Although Shuangjiang would ask him every night what happened to the young lady during the day, he was thinking about getting off work and was too lazy to talk about those things that he defined as trivial matters.

So as long as it wasn't too excessive, he would pretend not to know. But today, Mr. Fu was really a bit of a bully.

The child is young and ignorant, but he is not a fool, so that's why he asked.

Hearing his answer, the little girl uttered a lost "oh", like a tail with drooping ears, but it only lasted for a second. Soon she cheered up again, and no one knew what she thought of, but she asked with the same excited look as before.

"Then Uncle Xiaoxiao, what will it take for you to be in a good mood?"

The little fellow looked at him eagerly, his amazingly large eyes clear and transparent, revealing his thirst for knowledge and pure kindness.

"What?" He didn't answer, but asked what you wanted to do first.

It's not that he was wary. In front of Qingqing, the wariness he usually took pride in seemed to disappear. After all, this child's thoughts were like a blank sheet of paper in front of him, everything was written clearly.

The little guy smiled sheepishly, then whispered, "I want to make you feel better, Uncle Xiaoxiao."

This time, Cong Buxiao was silent for a little longer. After a long silence, he looked at the little girl's delicate and cute face and said something tentatively.

"Ask your mother to give me a day off?"

The little girl was stunned for a moment, blinked, looked away, lowered her head and stopped talking.

It's clear that he's hesitant.

Cong Buxiao, who thought she was cute just now, suddenly felt like he was stabbed in the back.

This kid wasn't trying to make him feel better, now he was even worse.

When he was feeling the most resentful, Qingqing raised her little face and asked with a puzzled expression, "But Uncle Xiaoxiao, Mom said you really like going to work."

"?"

If you say this out loud, it will seem outrageous. Who likes to go to work?

But Xiaotuanzi looked very serious. After following her for such a long time, Cong Buxiao had never seen her lie to anyone. So, could it be that Xiao Qingdai really said such outrageous words?

"Mom said that you always follow Qingqing because you like her very much~"

Cong Buxiao: "..."

Is this also what Xiao Qingdai said to coax the child? How shameless!