Me at two years old, a queen!

Chapter 11 My Little Money-Grubber

"Um...come in! Don't let the child get cold!" The middle-aged man, who hadn't said a word while walking ahead, paused and turned back to say something.

Looking at the man before him, Lu Junxing suddenly remembered that two years ago, after his divorce and agreement to have custody of the child given to Gu Nanxu, he was subjected to a huge argument by one of them. He had been cold towards Gu ever since. He had never been particularly sensitive to emotions and hadn't paid much attention. Now, having raised a troublesome child, he had become much more sensitive to people's feelings.

"Okay, Grandpa~" The little girl didn't notice anything different about the atmosphere; she only knew she had received a pretty toy, and was in an extremely good mood. She immediately responded loudly.

"Oh, okay!...Okay,...okay!" Lu Jing didn't react for a moment, then grinned foolishly and took the child from him: "Come on, Grandpa will carry you inside, don't let our little darling get cold!"

The warm, cuddly little dumpling in Lu Junxing's arms was taken away just like that. Seeing her father, who always only knew how to work, become so doting and silly, she didn't know how to react for a moment.

"Please come in, sir. The old master and the others have been busy preparing since early this morning, waiting for your return," the butler said, looking at Lu Junxing, whose expression had softened considerably since they last met, and couldn't help but add a few more words.

"The old man didn't go to his Tai Chi practice this morning, afraid that the lakeside was too far and he wouldn't be able to see you. He also told the kitchen to make some pastries that the children can eat."

You see, these old houses have been inhabited by elderly men for years. When Lu Junxing was a child, he wasn't a picky eater and would eat whatever was given to him. Some sugary foods haven't appeared in the old houses for many years.

"This morning I heard Mr. Lu call the designer over, saying he wanted to design a sunny garden and a playground for the young lady in the backyard."

Since Lu Junxing, after coming of age, took over the family business in addition to managing his own startup, the workaholic Lu Jing, who couldn't stay idle, went off to start his own business and achieved great success. Therefore, he was still called "President Lu," and everyone called him that to distinguish them.

"Madam also reorganized the storeroom and prepared the little lady's room, including a dressing room, a toy room, and a study."

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As soon as Lu Junxing went inside, he heard his grandfather say, "What are you dawdling about? It's a good thing your father brought the child in, otherwise my great-grandson would have frozen to death if he stayed with you!"

Just as Lu Junxing was about to say, "The child is dressed like a ball, she won't get cold at all," he heard the little girl's sweet voice ring out from the stairs: "An'an likes it so much~, I love Grandma so much!"

"Oh, beautiful grandma, you're the best! An'an loves you the most!" The three generations of the family, sitting on the sofa, saw the little girl, adorned with jewels around her neck and hands, being held by a lady in a cheongsam.

"Wow~, my goodness, that's amazing, you can carry so much!" The old man teased the little dumpling with delight, then hurried off to his study to tinker.

Lu Junxing quickly went over and took the little girl. He knew how heavy this little dumpling was; his pampered, strong-willed mother couldn't hold her for long.

"And another thing, An'an is so amazing!" An'an twisted her body and got out of her father's arms, casually placing the jade pendant and necklace she was holding on the sofa. Then, she reached into her pocket and took out more than a dozen pink and blue diamonds, each a treasure that had been auctioned at world-class auctions. The little girl just casually put them down.

"One, two, three, series..." The little girl stopped counting when she reached ten. Just as everyone was wondering what she would do next, they heard her exclaim, "Wow~, so many sparkly things! They're all An'an!"

"Yes, they're all from our An'an! You little money-grubber! Hahaha!"

"Hehe~, Grandpa~, An'an is a little money-grubber."

"Hey~, hahaha, do you know what a money-grubber is? It's okay, Grandpa just loves our little money-grubbers."

Lu Jing is a workaholic. Even on vacation with his grandfather, he couldn't stay idle and developed several new projects. Unfortunately, his wife is a strong woman and his son is a workaholic, so neither of them lacks money. All the money he's earned over the years is practically useless.

He's overjoyed to have a little darling at home now, who seems to be quite the little money-grubber. He immediately started transferring shares to his granddaughter and buying her all sorts of things!

Lu Junxing couldn't bear to watch anymore. Finally, someone was looking after the child, so he quickly went to his study.

Just a few hours later, little Gu Sui'an became a female tycoon! She owns shares in several conglomerates, as well as countless properties and jewelry!

After lunch, Aunt Liu went to accompany An'an for her afternoon nap after discussing the young lady's preferences with the servants at the old house. The others, unable to stay awake any longer, also went for their afternoon naps, leaving only two more disciplined individuals who went to the study.

Lu Junxing knew what she wanted to ask, so he directly explained why An'an had returned, and indicated that this might only be temporary, giving the overly enthusiastic elders a heads-up.

Ms. Song Yuan didn't mind. She just looked at An An's smiling face and suddenly realized that she didn't seem to remember Lu Junxing ever smiling so happily when he was a child. His face was always expressionless.

She wanted to ask him if he had ever been happy, but ultimately restrained herself. Neither of them suited such sentimental talk; their sweet, soft granddaughter was far more appealing. So, with a wave of her hand, she bought several more assets for the little girl.

Just as Ms. Song Yuan was about to equip the little girl with a top-notch service team, Lu Junxing stopped her.

"Why? I will provide An'an with the best education, living, medical, and security teams to give the child the best protection!"

Ms. Song Yuan fell in love with the adorable little granddaughter at first sight. Before, she couldn't do anything about it because the child wasn't around, but now that the child was right in front of her, she had to make sure she got the best out of her.

"Mom, Gu Nanxu and I have discussed it, and we both hope that our child can freely and independently choose the life she wants!"

"Freedom, independence?" Song Yuan murmured these words, then thought about it. Although Lu Junxing was her son, whom she had carried for ten months, she had been busy with work since he was young and hadn't had much time to take care of him. After he grew up, she rarely saw him.

It was only through occasional news about him in the business world that the couple realized their once-babbling child had grown into a successful businesswoman, even more accomplished than themselves. That's why she trusted him.

"Alright! The child is yours, and I won't interfere with your decision. I don't know what the Gu family means by sending the child back now, but since the child is with us, we have to take good care of him!"

“The child is still young, and she needs someone to take care of her. I wasn’t too happy that you left her at the company before. I originally planned to raise her at the old house, but after hearing what you said, and Aunt Liu saying that An’an will be starting kindergarten soon…”

"I've thought about it, and seeing that you've made up your mind, I won't say anything more. We believe you will be a good father."

Song Yuan paused, then added with reddened eyes, "If you need any help, you can tell us. Your father and I also want to be good mothers and fathers!"

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