Me at two years old, a queen!

Although the old house always had many rules and no other meals were prepared after mealtimes, Lu Junxing managed to get a meal thanks to his gluttonous daughter.

Lu Junxing went up and talked to the old man for a while. In his younger days, the old man had a glorious record of victories, but now that he's old, he's not feeling well in many ways, especially in winter. So, his father, Lu Jing, has been accompanying him to recuperate in a place with a good climate abroad. If it weren't for their granddaughter's return, they wouldn't have come back at all.

So the old man usually takes care of his health at home with the medical equipment and team he has set up. He spends most of his time at home. There are some things that he, as a younger generation, shouldn't do in front of others, so he asks the old man for advice.

Then, when he went downstairs, he saw his chubby son curled up on the sofa, with his parents feeding him grapes and cherries, respectively. He immediately frowned.

"An'an! Stop eating!"

"No, no~, no! Stinky poop!" An'an said proudly, nestled in her grandfather's arms.

Knowing that her grandparents in the old house were her support, she indulged herself without restraint, enjoying all the delicious food she could eat: "Grandpa said... An'an is a little darling, she needs to eat more so... she can grow tall."

"Exactly! Our darling, Little Lu, needs to eat more so he can grow up strong and healthy!"

Lu Jing had just been smiling at his granddaughter, but the moment he turned around, his expression changed completely; the smile vanished, and he immediately adopted a leader's demeanor to begin his stern address.

"Don't worry about it! Just take care of your company. What can't the kids do at home? If they want to eat, we're not short of food, are we? Don't come back and upset the kids! I'll get my granddaughter whatever she wants!"

Without saying a word, Lu Junxing simply picked up the little girl who was hiding in her father's arms and put her on the scale.

The little girl, still innocently sucking in her tummy, leaned over to look at the number on the scale and asked him with a grin, "Daddy, am I light?"

"Tsk~! You can even sell pigs for a good price!" Lu Junxing looked at her silly expression and poked the little girl's head in an annoyed tone. An'an didn't mind at all; clearly, her attention was completely drawn to a certain "pig."

"Daddy? Are you going to raise pigs?"

"Where are they raised? Are they a little sister pig or a... little brother pig? Hmm~, I prefer the older sister~"

"Daddy~, can you raise a pig sister? And Peppa Pig and her family?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Junxing immediately muted her microphone, covering the girl's mouth with one hand and pressing her head down with the other to keep her still. He thought to himself that he would have to buy the copyrights to those pigs sooner or later, otherwise his troublesome daughter would eventually turn into a pig-headed fool.

Lu Junxing didn't say anything, just watched his parents talking about their granddaughter.

Out of curiosity as a woman, Ms. Song noticed that her cold-mouthed son didn't mention the baby's weight, so she secretly glanced at him and then walked away guiltily.

Even though she had never raised a child before, she knew that it was definitely abnormal for a child under two years old to weigh nearly forty pounds.

An'an, still holding her face in her hands, asked innocently, "Grandma~, what is this crooked character? It's not drawn well at all."

"Do I need to eat more? It's all because...bad daddy won't let me eat, and I've gotten so thin!"

Ms. Song then remembered that Aunt Liu had mentioned to her son that he was a little overweight and needed to have his diet controlled. But seeing An'an calling out "Grandma" so sweetly, his little mouth begging in a childish voice, she completely forgot about it.

He then glanced guiltily at the little girl's chubby figure, remembering that the little cheongsam he had made for her today was so stretched that the buttons could hardly be fastened, so he had someone remove everything from the table.

Ms. Song Yuan glared at her clueless husband, telling him to stop arguing with their son.

"I didn't give the child anything to eat either. This is all fruit! The child is still young, what's wrong with him eating a little? Why is he scolding the child? What kind of tone is that?"

Lu Jing felt a little guilty, but as the father, he had just said so much, and his son hadn't said a word, nor did he know how to give him a way out. So he could only find an excuse to continue lecturing him.

"Is this how you usually talk to my precious granddaughter? She's your daughter! She's not some subordinate, what's wrong with saying a few more words!" Having vented his anger, Lu Jing looked at his son sitting on the sofa, listening intently without saying a word, and suddenly felt a bit speechless.

She changed her tone and said, "Kids need to be coaxed. You think you can just tell her not to eat? She'll definitely be unhappy. Nobody would be happy about that. We need to control her weight gradually. She's still young, she still needs to eat. We can gradually get the kitchen to stop making high-calorie, nutritious meals, right?"

“Speak properly…be more mindful of your speech in general…” Since stepping down from the Lu Group and dabbling in venture capital, Lu Jing hadn't spoken at such a long pace in a long time.

After he took a sip of water to moisten his throat, he realized that the pig squealing on the TV had stopped sometime during the night, and the child sitting next to him was nowhere to be seen.

"Huh? Where's the child? Where did An'an go?"

"After Aunt Liu took away the snack and fruit platter, An'an was a little unhappy, so Mom took her upstairs." Lu Junxing recalled the little girl's smug look when her father scolded her, and how she immediately cried after Aunt Liu took away her food. The contrast between her behavior and her behavior brought a smile to his face.

"Why do you have to carry me there when you can coax me anywhere else?" Lu Jing murmured softly.

"Mom probably saw us arguing... um... we were chatting, so she took the baby upstairs to comfort him." Lu Jing knew his mother was afraid they would start arguing, so she took the baby away.

"It's definitely your mother's way of secretly cultivating a relationship with the child so that An'an will like her even more!" Lu Jing thought to herself, her mind clinging to a petty thought, and then quickly went upstairs to find her granddaughter.