Chapter 203: The Candy Wasn’t Delivered Properly

The little girl’s tender white hands propped on his knees.

Her soft little body, which still carried a milky fragrance, leaned forward slightly.

She tilted her pretty little face up, her dark and clear big eyes sparkling brightly.

She earnestly extended two fingers and said with a proud face to the expressionless Lu Junhan:

"I can earn two hundred bucks an hour! Then, Dad, you can buy a lot of candies for Li Li!"

"..."

Song Qingwan’s scalp instantly exploded.

This little chubby girl really dared to say it, and she really dared to keep challenging that brat’s bottom line.

She quickly spoke up, saying, "You little brat..."

But before she could finish, the remaining words were forcibly pushed back by the cold glance from the handsome, aloof man.

It’s over.

That brat seems truly annoyed.

"Do you see the wall over there?"

Lu Junhan tilted his head slightly, his gaze falling on the corner beside the TV cabinet, his indifferent voice devoid of any warmth.

He gently rubbed his wrist, tenderly patted the little girl’s head, and then coldly smiled:

"Be good, go stand over there yourself! Or I’ll make sure you have an exceptionally, exceptionally complete childhood later!"

The little girl didn’t know what a complete childhood was, but she clearly realized he didn’t want to go mining, and suddenly felt very wronged.

Her small body lay on his leg, tears immediately coming to her eyes, with mist instantly appearing in her dark pupils. She choked out loudly in her little voice:

"Dad, you’re mean! You don’t want to make big money, you don’t even want to buy candies for Li Li! You, you don’t like me at all—"

Lu Junhan looked as cold as ice.

The assistant beside him noticed this and inexplicably felt uneasy!

He had a premonition that if he stayed any longer, he might be silenced.

But just after taking a step, he heard President Lu’s imperious, domineering voice using a very impatient and annoyed cold tone saying:

"Do I have to fucking go mining to prove I like you? Is selling fish not enough?"

Assistant: "..."

Song Qingwan: "..."

The old man: "..."

He was really using the harshest tone to say the most cowardly thing.

Indeed, for this woman... oh, no, this girl in front of a man.

Tears were the greatest weapon.

The little girl lifted her teary eyes, resembling a pitiful little kitten, sobbing intermittently.

Tears fell continuously one by one, crying so heartbreakingly.

Her face was full of tear stains, her little voice thick with sobs:

"But, but mining makes money, Li Li wants Dad to earn more money..."

No one would complain about having too much money.

This principle, even a three-year-old girl clearly understood.

Lu Junhan endured the throbbing vein on his forehead, took a deep breath, and spoke coldly:

"I make money by selling fish too."

Song Qingwan: "..."

Actually, she really wanted to know how that brat could say, without changing his expression, that he can make money by selling fish, such a shameful thing.

Just imagining Lu Junhan with a cold face, standing in the vegetable market, killing and selling fish for people...

Forget it, some things should not be overly thought about.

Otherwise, being too scared to sleep at night would be disastrous!

"You’re lying!" The little girl tearfully accused him, crying even more fiercely, tears streaming down:

"You, you sell fish, can only buy ten candies, but Yiming’s family has lots and lots of candies, so, so mining makes money, Dad, please go mining..."

Lu Junhan: "..."

To put it simply, the candy wasn’t enough from the start.

If only at the beginning, he had casually thrown four or five large bags of candies to the little girl, maybe this wouldn’t have happened today.