Me at two years old, a queen!

Duoduo wasn't very interested in the food. Seeing the staff busy pouring milk for them, and still thinking about applying lipstick to "Clucking," she went to find "Clucking" and the others who were eating chicken feed.

An'an went from table to table, toasting and drinking until she ran straight to the restroom. Just as she finished, she saw Duo Duo holding an empty lipstick candy.

"Ugh! Why did you eat it?"

Looking at the empty lipstick candy, An'an asked with some regret, "Does Giggle also like candy?"

She couldn't bear to give "Giggle" any of her candy; her father often confiscated her snacks, forcing her to secretly hide her own candy in Qin Yanzhou's room at the old house.

Duoduo sadly pointed to the lipstick candy in her hand. She hadn't even played with it yet, and it was gone. She cried and said, "I never want to dress up Gege again. I'd rather she become an ugly bride!"

An'an scratched her head. Seeing that Duo Duo had left, and unable to tell whether Gegejiao was ugly or not, she saw Gegejiao lying there and directly reached out and tugged at its wings, saying:

"Giggle, why don't you get married again tomorrow? They'll give you another candy. You have so many husbands anyway, they want to have a feast every day!"

A man dressed as a chef noticed a cute doll squatting there, staring longingly at the chicken. He walked over with his head down and said:

"Little one? This chicken does look pretty good. How about I kill it for you and make you some fried chicken? I learned how to make fried chicken from the land of cabbage!"

Upon hearing this, An'an quickly stood up, hugging Giggle, and looked at the smiling man. She noticed his chef's uniform and realized he was indeed a skilled cook.

"No, you can kill this husband, but you can't eat the 'clucking' one. It has many more husbands it hasn't used yet, so you can't eat it now!"

The man didn't quite understand what the little child was saying, and didn't want to waste too much time, so he simply grabbed the big red rooster with one hand:

"Okay! This chicken is fine too. I'll make you some fried chicken. My fried chicken legs are top-notch! Come with me, this chicken is small and doesn't have much meat, so don't let the other kids see it!"

An'an held the chicken leg and didn't move. When she heard him say "fried chicken leg," she puffed out her little face and asked, "Uncle~, did you make the chicken leg we eat?"

An'an noticed that the chicken drumsticks at school had recently become unappetizing. She used to love them the most; even Aunt Liu's chicken drumsticks weren't as good.

She hadn't had the chicken leg she'd been craving for weeks, and now, grabbing the chef's shirt, she decided to ask, "You said your chicken legs are the best, so the chicken legs we're eating aren't made by you, right?"

The man, trying to strike up a conversation, readily agreed: "Not at all! Those chicken drumsticks you've been eating lately were made by me! Are you craving them again? I'll make you some in a bit!"

An An shook her head, her big eyes full of doubt: "Then how could you possibly make chicken legs taste so bad!"

"I know, you don't like studying either, right? You definitely haven't been studying hard! That's why your chicken legs don't taste good at all!"

As An'an spoke, she thought of her little chicken leg. She still wanted to eat the delicious chicken leg she used to have, and couldn't help but pat the pregnant hen and say:

"Uncle, you still need to study hard. Our teacher said that it's wrong for children not to study hard! You have to study hard to improve every day!"

As An'an was saying this, she realized that she never understood what her teacher was saying even though she went to school every day, so she kindly asked, "Uncle? You can understand what this means, right?"

Hearing a little brat like An'an criticizing him and telling him to study hard, the man suppressed his annoyance and said good-naturedly:

"Oh? Okay, okay! Studying is a good thing, I'll definitely study hard. How about you go to the kitchen and teach me? Let's see what kind of chicken leg is the most delicious!"

"Oh dear, uncle, I'm just a little kid, I don't know how to cook!"

An'an looked at the man suspiciously, backing away as she did so. She remembered what her father had said: "Stay away from people who aren't smart, or you'll become stupid too." "Uncle~, are you out of your mind?"

The man glanced at the drone that was constantly patrolling overhead. He figured that if he stayed any longer, someone would be coming. He was considering the possibility of grabbing the person and escaping.

Two men, who seemed to appear out of nowhere, pinned him down and quickly stuffed a smelly sock that they had just taken off into their mouths.

Bodyguard A: "Mr. Lu, don't be afraid. This chef's chicken legs aren't very good, and he often steals the cakes that the kindergarten prepares for you. Mr. Lu asked us to enroll him in a class, and we'll send him there to learn and reform him!"

"You even stole our kids' cakes! How wicked of you! Even my dad doesn't steal other people's candy!"

Upon hearing this, An'an looked down on the chef, mentally giving her father a huge thumbs up, and even gave him a few more words of advice:

"Uncle Bodyguard, this chef uncle doesn't like studying, just like me. You must keep a close eye on him and make sure he studies hard!"

"Okay, Mr. Lu, I will definitely make sure he studies hard!"

An'an: "We also need to stop him from stealing our little cakes, especially mine, and not Zhuangzhuang's or Duoduo's either!"

The other bodyguard, B, immediately showed his strength, raising his hand and elbowing the man in the chef's uniform: "Don't worry, Mr. Lu, I'll teach him a lesson about not stealing your and your friend's cakes!"

After this was over, An'an's mood wasn't affected at all. In fact, she felt that she had caught the big bad guy in the kitchen, and that they could eat even tastier chicken drumsticks from now on.

Instead, she became even happier and told the other children, "I caught a bad guy who stole our little cakes!"

"What? There are bad guys somewhere?... "

An An: "Hehe~, aren't I amazing?"

"Wow, that's amazing, An'an..."

And so, amidst all the boasting, An'an's little face beamed with joy, and she spoke with even more enthusiasm:

"You don't know, that person is so mean. His chicken legs are so awful, and he actually wanted the 'crunching' kind. I don't want to eat such awful chicken legs!"

"My little legs that cluck and quack must taste delicious! I don't want that lazy, uneducated chef to make them!"

"..."

While things were bustling and lively on one side, in a car not far away, Lu Junxing watched the troublesome character's antics on the screen. It was rare for him not to be fooled by the food.

In a good mood, she asked Zhao Chenyu to hire a chef specializing in state banquets to make An'an her favorite chicken drumsticks: "They don't need to be too skilled, lest she become even more craving them later!"

Zhao Chenyu, who was standing to the side, was pondering what the standard was for "a state banquet chef who isn't very skilled." Just then, he heard Lu Junxing change his mind and say, "It's better to hire someone with good skills. It's also better to be discerning, so you don't get fooled!"

Zhao Chenyu nodded repeatedly. After all, there are not many people in the world who can match Lu Junxing's wealth. Now that he has raised the girl to be discerning, let's see who can deceive her now.