Chapter 201: None of His Business

If she ever found out, she’d definitely tear the sinner who ruined their father–daughter relationship into pieces!

Too evil!

Who misleads a kid like this!

This is basically destroying family harmony!

The little girl raised her small hand and rubbed her fair little face where Song Qingwan had just covered it a bit too hard.

Hearing that, she blinked her big, dark eyes, her long thick lashes fluttering like butterfly wings:

"There’s no one."

"No one?" Song Qingwan froze, slightly stunned. "Then how did you know your dad sells fish?"

As soon as she said that.

Not only Lu Junhan and the old man, even the assistant who had been quietly playing dead on the side couldn’t help turning to look over.

The little girl’s milky voice was childish yet crisp.

She said happily, "Because Daddy is really good at killing fish."

As she spoke, the little girl raised her small hands and gestured excitedly:

"Last time when Daddy was killing fish in the kitchen, he was super super厉害! The fishy got chopped into lots of pieces! Qianqian said that people who are really厉害 at killing fish all sell fish! So Daddy sells fish!"

Lu Junhan: "..."

Song Qingwan: "..."

The old man: "..."

The logic was clear, justified, and even backed up by real-life evidence, leaving them momentarily unable to refute it.

Song Qingwan glanced at Lu Junhan, who was sitting silently on the sofa over there.

She finally felt vindicated and openly scooped the little girl back into her arms.

When she passed by Lu Junhan, she even lifted her chin and let out a sarcastic cold snort:

"Hmph, and you still had the nerve to hit Li Li. This is obviously your own fault. If you hadn’t deliberately scared her last time, Li Li wouldn’t have thought you sell fish!"

The old man saw this and also snorted, "Exactly, you reap what you sow!"

Lu Junhan: "..."

These two old weathercocks who change sides with the wind...

Now that they knew the whole story, it was easy to handle.

Song Qingwan sat on the sofa with the little girl and said to her earnestly:

"Li Li, your dad actually doesn’t sell fish, you got it wrong."

The little girl’s eyes went round, like her faith had just collapsed.

A look like the sky was falling: "Daddy doesn’t sell fish?"

"Right."

"But, but Daddy is really good at killing fish,"

The little girl frowned her tiny brows in distress, pressed her small lips together, twisted her little hands in grievance, and said softly,

"Li Li saw it! Daddy killed a really big fish! Bigger than Li Li’s face! Daddy really does sell fish, I didn’t get it wrong! Auntie, can you please believe me? I really really didn’t lie..."

By the end, the little girl was getting anxious, a misty layer of tears welling up in her big dark eyes.

It was like she wanted desperately to make Song Qingwan believe that she really wasn’t lying!

Kids who lie are bad kids.

She didn’t want to be a bad kid.

"Hey, hey, hey, don’t cry, don’t cry, Auntie believes you, Auntie trusts you the most. Our Li Li definitely didn’t get it wrong."

Song Qingwan cupped the little girl’s face, pulled out a tissue to wipe her tears, her expression full of distress.

After wiping, she turned her head and couldn’t help giving Lu Junhan beside her a fierce glare.

Stinky brat!

Look what a mess you’ve made!

Lu Junhan: "..."

What the hell’s it got to do with him!

He wasn’t the one who made her cry!

The little girl sniffled her sore little nose and puffed out her cheeks.

Probably because Song Qingwan’s expression earlier had been so firm.

The little girl, who’d been utterly confident at first, started to lose a bit of that confidence.

Afraid she really had made a mistake, she tilted her head and thought it over.

In the end, she decided she’d better just ask her dad directly.

She ran over, tugged on Lu Junhan’s sleeve with her small hand, lifted her big dark eyes to look at him pitifully, and asked in a soft, milky voice:

"Daddy, do you sell fish?"