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Two little girls bought ice cream cones, each holding two in their hands. They looked around and walked towards them.

Qingqing handed the ice cream cone in her hand to Cong Buxiao: "Uncle Xiaoxiao, this is for you."

As she spoke, she licked her own lips, and her beautiful eyes curved into a satisfied smile.

"It's strawberry flavored, and it's so sweet!"

She and Wen You wanted the smallest size, but they were given the normal size.

After handing the ice cream cone to the bodyguard, Wen You freed one hand to hold Qingqing's hand.

"Let's go ride the carousel."

Wen You paid for all the money for the two of them to go out today.

Actually, there were bodyguards, but whenever he tried to pay, Xiao Wenyou would very affectionately pull out her watch.

The bodyguard thought that the Xiao family was one of the top families in the world, and their total assets were among the best in the world. How could they let the young lady's friend pay for their outing?

But Xiao Wenyou would tilt his head back and speak to the bodyguard in a serious tone.

"Qingqing wants to spend my money, that's what we agreed on before."

She turned to Qingqing and asked if she was right, and the little girl nodded obediently.

Seeing that his young mistress had agreed, the bodyguard could only step aside and watch Wen You try her best to stand on tiptoe to pay the shop assistant.

After paying, the young lady looked at Ms. Wen with an expression of adoration.

To be honest, it reminds me a bit of how he always looks when he takes his girlfriend out shopping.

But the young lady is the future head of the Xiao family, and there is a real "throne" to inherit in the family. How will she, with such a soft and cute personality, wield power in the future?

The bodyguard watched the two people walk away to ride the carousel and suddenly felt very worried.

He sighed, looked around, and decided to discuss the issue with Cong Buxiao, who was squatting by the wall eating an ice cream cone.

However, Cong Buxiao only glanced at him expressionlessly after listening, moved to the side, and didn't say a word.

He thought, "It's all a waste of my energy."

With so many smart people around that little guy, how could no one have thought about this issue? It's not their place to worry about it.

He finished his ice cream cone, found a shady corner to sit in, and every now and then took out his phone to take a picture in Qingqing's direction and send it to Shuangjiang.

More than six months ago, his phone was full of screenshots from various games, as well as some gory pictures that were essential for missions, but now they have all been pushed down.

Every time he went out with Qingqing, Shuangjiang would send him a message every ten minutes or so.

At first, it was "What is Miss doing?" After seeing this, Cong Buxiao opened his camera, walked out from the corner, took a picture of Qingqing, and sent it to her.

Later, the message about Frost's Descent became more and more concise, and now it has simply been changed to "1".

She typed "1" and Cong Buxiao would send a photo. Their chat history was full of photos like this, and his phone was also filled with photos of Qingqing from various angles.

Because his shooting angles were very secretive, he almost always took photos from the shadows, and there were a lot of photos, plus they were all of the same person, which made him look very much like a pervert.

If others saw these photos, they would probably call the police immediately.

Around 4 p.m., the two little girls had finished playing and parted ways outside the amusement park to go home.

Fu Yueci waited at home for Qingqing to return, then turned on the drone's recording of her life and began to complain.

What appears to be a complaint is actually an opportunity to act coquettishly.

He's a grown man, he doesn't lack the money to buy a drone, yet he insists on making a fuss about having a four-year-old girl stand up for him. What else could it be but deliberately being spoiled?

Qingqing sat on the chair, swinging her short legs, holding a tablet in her hands, watching intently as if she were solving a case.

When the lion appeared on the screen, Fu Yueci quickly pointed at it with her finger.

"Sister, it's the one that smashed my drone. Look how arrogant it is, it really can't tell the difference between king and queen."

The little girl nodded softly in agreement with him: "Yes!"

After listening, Fu Yueci's eyes crinkled into a smile as she asked, "Then will you avenge your brother?"

The little girl nodded again.

At this point, nothing else matters.

For Fu Yueci, having this attitude is enough; the life of a sister-obsessed person is that simple, pure, and unpretentious.