Chapter 163: Don’t Talk to Them, Okay?

He had a handsome face that looked sleepy, exuding a strong sense of drowsiness.

Without saying a word, he picked up the little girl who was buzzing nonstop like a mosquito, not even glancing at her, and directly threw her outside the door!

The next second, with a "bang", the door was slammed shut!

Little girl: "..."

Fortunately, Song Qingwan arrived at the Lu Family Villa at six o’clock.

Then, she successfully took over the little girl who was thrown outside the door, then casually found a room and started doing her hair and makeup.

Lu Junhan returned to the room, finally managing to fall asleep.

Afterward, the old man came.

Another round of phone calls demanding attention, it was difficult not to wake up.

In the past, Lu Junhan’s murderous, terrifying expression would have made Song Qingwan take it very seriously, avoiding him like the plague, not daring to provoke him at all.

But now the little girl’s matter was the most important.

So she completely ignored his explosive, cold morning face.

She turned the pretty little girl, whose hair was tied in two ponytails at the back with a mushroom head in front, unbearably cute, to face him:

"Hey, brat, it’s perfect that you’re awake, help me see if Li Li looks good like this?"

Lu Junhan: "..."

The little girl was wearing a school uniform, with a neat white shirt on top.

A large dark blue bow was tied at the neckline.

The bottom was a dark blue pleated skirt of the same color scheme, paired with white tube socks, and brown little leather shoes, even the ribbons tied on the two long ponytails were dark blue.

The end of the ribbons just drooped perfectly on her frail shoulders.

Matched with her chubby fair little face, shiny big eyes, red little mouth, and long dark lashes looking at people, constantly fluttering.

She looked incredibly pretty and cute.

She didn’t look like she was going to school at all, instead, it seemed as if she was going to a children’s fashion show.

Earlier, the old man had only seen the girl’s back, then got busy looking for Lu Junhan, hardly looking carefully.

Seeing now, it must be said, Song Qingwan is indeed amazing at dressing this girl up!

Normally this girl looks pretty, but with careful grooming, it’s beyond simply being described as cute and pretty!

If she goes to kindergarten like this, it would likely cause a sensation; the degree of beauty has reached a dangerous level.

Upstairs, Lu Junhan watched the little girl for quite a while, and then his handsome eyebrows slightly furrowed.

"What’s wrong?" Seeing this, Song Qingwan couldn’t help but become anxious, "...Isn’t she looking good?"

The man did not reply, instead, with a composed face, thin lips tightly pressed, and deep dark eyes glancing towards the old man standing on the other side, he lightly asked:

"How many bodyguards did you bring today?"

Old man: "..."

Song Qingwan: "..."

While the little girl tilted her head, her pretty eyes showing confusion.

...

It really was not surprising that Song Qingwan was too nervous, getting the little girl up early in the morning.

Because it was only seven-thirty in the morning, and the entrance of Hai City’s prestigious kindergarten was already filled with rows of world-class luxury cars.

For people like them, using four Rolls-Royces to open the way, while riding in a Maybach — one of only two globally — was considered low-key.

Before getting out of the car, Song Qingwan was like an anxious mother.

Looking at the little girl whose silly face was clearly marked with "I’m easy to trick, hurry and deceive me," yet explosively pretty.

She was extremely concerned, reminding her again and again:

"Li Li, when class starts, if any boys talk to you, make sure you don’t respond to them, okay?"