Chapter 241: Dad Treats You Well, Right?

Lu Tianhua seemed to think of something and turned to exchange a glance with Chen Susu: "You mean..."

Chen Susu crossed her arms and said coldly, "That’s right, I want Lu Junhan and Song Qingwan to taste the feeling of embarrassment too!"

Chen Susu was still holding a grudge about the last time at the old mansion when Lu Junhan had the servants throw them into the pond!

Since he was heartless, she wouldn’t be righteous either.

...

Here, after letting the little girl show her face, Song Qingwan said a few more words and then left the stage.

She took the little girl to a place piled with all sorts of gifts.

A few kids and their dads were already waiting there.

Of course, Pei Xiubai was also there.

Pei Xiubai didn’t originally want to come, as his relationship with Lu Junhan wasn’t good.

But his dad, Pei Mingzhi, wasn’t like those bodyguards who were afraid of him. The bodyguards feared him and wouldn’t dare go west if he said east.

However, Pei Mingzhi was different. If Pei Xiubai said east, Pei Mingzhi would promptly push him west without hesitation.

Furthermore, Pei Mingzhi, despite looking elegant and aloof, liked to get into lively places and enjoyed going against his son.

Also, he wanted to see his "daughter-in-law" a few more times before leaving Hai City.

So, he ignored Pei Xiubai’s thoughts and directly pushed him to come.

As for Qu Qianqian, Zhang Yiming, and Qin Xiyin, they were waiting for the little girl to finish the grab-the-week ceremony so they could go play together.

Yet upon seeing the gifts all over the floor, there was a hint of envy in their eyes.

But they didn’t express any desire for them, as they thought these were all for Ms. Li Li and shouldn’t be taken.

Song Qingwan had not explained to the little girl how the grab-the-week ceremony worked yet when the old man came over and squeezed her away.

Then he forcefully and domineeringly raised his aged hand, pointing at the innermost row of toy guns and plastic fishing rods—

These were specially replaced with toys by the old man, fearing the little girl couldn’t handle the real ones.

"Do you see the guns and fishing rods over there? When you go over later, just pick those, understood?"

"Dad! You’re cheating!"

Song Qingwan protested with a clear and annoyed voice:

"Can’t you let Li Li choose for herself! Look at the other children’s grab-the-week ceremonies, aren’t they all just left alone to choose without any interference?"

"Is this girl the same as other kids?" the old man huffed and glared, "She’s already three, she can understand language. Since she can, why not make use of it?"

"..."

Damn, it’s the first time she’s seen someone cheat so righteously.

The old man snorted, as if he was entirely justified, and said confidently:

"Besides, if I were really cheating, would I need to tell her to pick them? I’d just put those toy guns directly in her hands!"

Before Song Qingwan could argue further, the old man preemptively criticized,

"And what right do you have to call me a cheater? I wonder who it was that piled up dolls, dresses, jewelry, and hair ties, tripling what I could prepare? You’re compensating with quantity since you can’t with distance?"

"..." Song Qingwan hadn’t anticipated her little schemes being uncovered, so she coughed lightly, and seeing the old man still wanted to argue, she impatiently glared at him,

"Dad, that’s enough! Let’s compromise—I’ll stop calling you out for cheating, and you do the same! Let’s pretend nothing happened!"

"Fine!" The old man replied, then emphasized to the little girl again, "Did you remember? Go and pick that fishing rod and toy gun for me, I have use for them—"

"Dad! You’ve taken cheating to a new level, haven’t you? Who does that?"

The two of them bickered, while the little girl in the middle looked bewildered and innocent.

As they spoke, they seemed to remember something, and they turned to the tall man standing expressionlessly, smoking, in unison:

"By the way, brat, what did you prepare?"

"..."

Song Qingwan noted his slight hesitation and was surprised, thinking there was an oversight, "Don’t tell me, you didn’t prepare anything for Li Li?"

The exceptionally handsome man remained silent for a moment, then calmly replied, "I prepared something."

Then, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a pack of cigarettes.

Song Qingwan reacted as if facing a formidable foe: "If you dare put that down, I’m not finished with you!"

"..."

Song Qingwan seemed to have thought of something and blocked his path preemptively: "Phones are no good either! You’ve used it for so long, are you looking down on someone!"

If by any chance Li Li picked it up and became a phone repair technician, what then!

A delicately pretty girl must not do such things!

The old man shivered as if realizing something too, and quickly interjected: "And no wallets! I better not see any money! It’s utterly vulgar!"

He wouldn’t let this girl tread the same path as this brat!

"..." Lu Junhan gazed at them expressionlessly and smiled slightly, "Do you all have a death wish?"

Song Qingwan: "..."

The old man: "..."

Song Qingwan reviewed what Lu Junhan had on him apart from the previously mentioned items and found nothing that would be "prohibited."

So she sighed with relief, "Alright, you can put down the rest of your stuff."

The rest was just a globally limited edition car key.

Song Qingwan wasn’t completely satisfied either, but considering it was just a small set, it didn’t stand out against her prepared "ocean of pink."

Everything was ready.

The little girl was soon brought before the gifts.

If one ignored her age and the luxurious surroundings, it did resemble a roadside stall.

While Song Qingwan and the old man were arguing.

The kids asked their dads what they chose in their own grab-the-week ceremonies.

Qu Qianqian picked a small box of cosmetics, Zhang Yiming picked a box of gold bars, and Qin Xiyin picked nothing at all.

He sat alone among the grab-the-week gifts, daydreaming silently in his own world.

"Want to know what you picked at the time?" Pei Mingzhi asked with a playful smile when he noticed,

"Beg me, beg me and I’ll tell you. See, isn’t daddy nice to you?"

Pei Xiubai didn’t even bother to glance at him, simply stating flatly: "I was old enough to remember it at the time."

Meaning, he didn’t need Pei Mingzhi to tell him; he already knew what he picked back then.

Pei Mingzhi’s narrow eyes lowered slightly, and his red lips curled into a faint curve, making a saddened sound.

But his alluring face held no emotion related to sadness:

"So indifferent. Of course, I know you remember, but daddy is trying to bond with you. Can’t you see that?"

Pei Xiubai slightly turned his pale face, lifting his eyelids to look at him, coldly saying, "I see. You’re asking for trouble."