Ruthless Host and Her Little Darling Quick Transmigration

"Little one, don't be nervous. I'm all alone too. From now on, we'll depend on each other."

Is it... just one person?

At first, he took out 10 yuan all at once, and thought she was some rich and foolish young lady who came to save him out of pity.

It turns out she's so young and all alone, how pitiful! No wonder she's so thin.

No, no, what's with that guardian who came to complete the procedures just now?

Looking up at Qin Baobao, she wanted to ask but dared not.

Qin Baobao kept looking at him. Such a handsome child, she would raise him from now on.

When Duan Jiufeng looked at her timidly, he looked like a pitiful little puppy, which made him even cuter.

I really wanted to play a round, and that's what Qin Baobao did.

She raised her hand and gently ruffled Duan Jiufeng's hair a couple more times, turning his freshly cut hair into a messy, unkempt style with a kind of chaotic beauty. Combined with his pitiful look, it made her really want to tease him.

He's a lucky charm; we must cherish him, cherish him, cherish him. Qin Baobao repeatedly reminded herself, quickly shaking off the thought from her mind. No wonder everyone likes to bully him; who could stand it?

"Let's go, buy a couple of outfits, then I'll take you out for a big meal."

Holding the adorable little cub's hand, Qin Baobao felt a rare moment of joy.

Duan Jiufeng simply looked down at the two holding hands and followed silently behind them.

Actually, this is quite good.

While he was lost in thought, seven or eight pieces of clothing were stuffed into his hands.

"Go in and give it a try." Qin Baobao's eyes were full of encouragement.

As if bewitched, Duan Jiufeng took the clothes and went into the fitting room. Five minutes later, he came out of the fitting room awkwardly.

"Little brother, you look so good in this outfit! It's like it was made just for you." The sales assistant's eyes lit up when she saw the little boy come out.

"Sister," he said, "I just looked at the prices of the clothes in the fitting room, and one piece costs several thousand."

Pulling Qin Baobao aside, Duan Jiufeng whispered, "These clothes are too expensive. Shall we buy cheaper ones elsewhere? I know a place where clothes are very cheap."

Duan Jiufeng was afraid that if he spoke too loudly, his sister would be ridiculed along with him. He was already used to being ridiculed, but his sister was such a good person and deserved everyone's respect.

"Don't worry, we have money."

Yes, you have money? Didn't you say you sold all your houses?

"That's a lie. I have plenty of money. I'll find you a school in a few days, and then we'll buy a big villa. I'll spoil you like a little princess." She finished speaking and looked down at the little guy.

Sure enough, the little guy blushed, lowered his head shyly, and muttered softly, "Not a princess."

"Okay, not a princess." Qin Baobao smiled, thinking that raising a child with good fortune was quite interesting.

I led the little one to the mirror.

"Look! It's the Little Prince!"

Duan Jiufeng in the mirror was dressed in a well-fitting casual outfit, with bright eyes and fluffy hair, looking every bit the elegant young nobleman.

Is this really him? Duan Jiufeng stared at himself in the mirror, beginning to wonder if this was just a beautiful dream.

When he woke up, he was still being beaten and scolded by his adoptive father in that dilapidated house. He continued to work from dawn till dusk, living a life of utter despair.

Blinking, Duan Jiufeng, who had never cried since his parents died, felt an urge to cry.

If only this weren't a dream.

"The little guy has snapped out of his reverie." Was he staring at himself in a daze? As a human, one shouldn't be too narcissistic. Qin Baobao decided to tell the little guy the story of Narcissus.

"Sister" Duan Jiufeng hugged Qin Baobao and burst into tears.

Alright, that's the end of the story. The little guy was really unlucky to hear it.

"Why are you crying? My brother is so handsome, you should be happy." He waved to the waiter to wrap up all the clothes.

"There are so many people here. If you keep crying, everyone will laugh at you."

I patted the little one's back, which stopped the crying. The little one looked up, his eyes red, with glistening tears still clinging to his eyelashes, making me want to tease him even more.

"Look around you, aren't people all looking at me with disapproving eyes? Do they think I made you cry?" Although the little guy was crying pitifully, looking at his red little eyes, I couldn't help but tease him.

"No, sister." How could his sister possibly bully him?

Duan Jiufeng looked up and saw that all the shop assistants were staring at him. Simply put, he was too good-looking and too easy to bully.

My sister is wrong; they were clearly looking at me. Their gazes were like those of wolves, as if they wanted to devour me.

Duan Jiufeng tugged hard at the hem of his clothes, not even noticing that they were wrinkled.

Noticing the little one's discomfort, Qin Baobao gave the shop assistants a cold look, and they immediately looked away. However, they would still occasionally glance over from the corner of their eyes.

Noticing the murderous gaze, Duan Jiufeng secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

We bought clothes and had a meal with the little one. The little one was noticeably less reserved than before and was able to say a few words to Qin Baobao normally.

I randomly picked a five-star hotel and booked a suite. I also asked the staff to bring some ointment for bruises and sprains. Then I led the little one into the room.

"Go take a shower first." Qin Baobao handed the bathrobe to the little one and sat on the sofa playing on her phone.

The sound of running water came from the bathroom, and the little guy finished washing up in no time.

"Take off your bathrobe and lie down on the bed." Duan Jiufeng's good mood for the day was shattered by these words.

What did she see him as? A gigolo? Or a plaything?

While working at the factory, he heard people say that rich people are all sadistic and cruel. Since he had never met a rich person, he didn't believe it.

He thought she was different from others, and that he could live a good life with her. But dreams are just dreams, and they will eventually shatter.

Looking down at the bed, there was a bottle of ointment on the bedside table.

A slap followed by a sweet treat—how practiced! No wonder she asked for ointment at the front desk; it was all planned all along!

Suppressing his anger and humiliation, Duan Jiufeng took off his bathrobe. He lay lifelessly on the bed, motionless.

A faint sense of loss rose from the corner of my heart.

When Qin Baobao put down her phone, she saw that the little guy was already lying down obediently.

How can this child be so well-behaved?

If someone treats him even slightly well, he will give them his whole heart and soul in return.

These past few days, Qin Baobao has been plagued by accidents whenever she goes out—robberies, thieves—which has scared her so much that she's been hesitant to leave the house. But since picking up the little guy, the journey has been incredibly smooth.

It's as if they're blessed by the heavens!

It's because of divine favor!

Thinking of this, Qin Baobao chuckled softly and walked towards the bedside.