Chapter 199: The Fish Seller

How could they forget, this chubby little girl goes to a private school.

Kids in there generally don’t lack money, and their families definitely don’t lack candy.

Great, instead of making Li Li stay away from those little brats, they ended up giving them more good impression points!

Song Qingwan was losing her mind!

Indeed, people outside were right, girls should be raised lavishly!

Otherwise, you wouldn’t even know when she’d be lured away by a bunch of little piggy feet!

Look at how they call each other brother and sister, so affectionately!

Anyone who didn’t know would think they were with the Lu family!

Song Qingwan was ready to buy the little girl a few big bags of candies, so she could take them to school tomorrow!

People from the Lu family must not lose!

Probably because she was talking about her new little friends, the girl’s dark, clear almond eyes were sparkling, her long black lashes fluttering, incredibly cute.

She looked at Song Qingwan, eagerly and proactively saying:

"Moreover, moreover, Yiming’s family is super rich!"

Song Qingwan thought, no matter how rich they were, could they be richer than the Lu family, she absentmindedly asked:

"Oh, then what does his family do?"

The little girl didn’t hesitate: "Yiming’s dad digs coal!"

"Oh, digs—" Song Qingwan’s expression froze for a second, doubting her ears, raised her voice: "What? Digs coal...?"

In an instant—

A worker tirelessly swinging a small shovel on a construction site, face blackened, frantically digging for coal, immediately appeared in Song Qingwan’s mind.

Song Qingwan: "..."

No, she must have misunderstood, she heard it wrong!

"Yeah," the little girl didn’t notice her oddity, instead, she puffed her chest proudly, as if praising her own dad:

"His dad is really awesome! He can buy lots and lots of candies, also Xi Yan, his dad used to sell houses, he has lots and lots of candies. Oh, and Qianqian’s dad too, but he sells laughter, her family is also really rich."

After all, Qianqian’s dad could afford to buy twenty candies!

So rich...

Looks like dad is probably the poorest.

"Wait a minute! Li Li," Song Qingwan, as if not believing what she had heard, repeated with a stiff expression, sounding a bit airy:

"You, you’re saying... the fathers of the three friends you made today, one digs coal, one sells houses, and one... sells laughter?"

The little girl looked pure: "Yes."

"...Hold on."

Song Qingwan took several deep breaths, then quietly leaned toward the indifferent-looking Lu Junhan, falling into deep self-doubt.

She lowered her voice and said:

"Um... brat, are you sure today we sent Li Li to Hai City Kindergarten, and not to the slum next to it?"

One digging coal, one selling houses, and one actually involved in that kind of unserious selling laughter business.

This wasn’t attending kindergarten, it looked more like entering a place where the lowest level of migrant workers lived.

Lu Junhan: "..."

Old man: "..."

Lu Junhan ignored her, sitting nonchalantly on the sofa, eyes slightly downcast, but showed no surprise or shock on his face.

Back when he was at school, he also met lots of kids with brain circuits not functioning properly—claiming their mom and dad did all sorts of things.

Digging coal, selling houses, selling laughter, those not-so-smart kids certainly could say that, it wasn’t surprising at all.

Suddenly, the man seemed to have made a connection to something.

He narrowed his sinister and cold eyes dangerously, gaze fixating on the little girl’s pretty face, asking:

"They dig coal, sell houses, and sell laughter, so what do I do?"

The little girl replied without hesitation: "Sell fish!"

Lu Junhan: "..."