Chapter 242: Even Someone Like Him Has a Little Girl’s Affection

"Alright, I won’t tease you anymore," Pei Mingzhi straightened up slightly, casually joking:

"I see you don’t need to go back to Beijing for the next few years; just stay in Hai City, spend more time with the young girls, and learn how to be a bit more likable. If you keep being so dull, no girl will fancy you in the future."

To this, Pei Xiubai replied coldly with just one word: "Scram."

Meanwhile, on the other side, Song Qingwan and the old man took matters into their own hands, demonstrating various cheating techniques.

Song Qingwan: "Li Li, do you see these dolls? Aunty prepared all of these for you, you can give them to your sister Qianqian to play with."

The old man: "What’s so fun about dolls? Guns are much more fun. Haven’t you played with a gun yet? Hurry up and grab one, I’ll teach you how to shoot later! I promise you’ll want to play again! Oh, and by the way, you can bring along your newly acquainted siblings, I’m free lately, so I can teach all of you together!"

In reality, the little girl was overwhelmed by what she heard. She was still small, couldn’t even recognize all the characters, and although she could understand most of what people said, she couldn’t handle Song Qingwan and the old man’s machine-gun-like chatter.

Before she could digest the previous sentence, her aunty and great-grandpa were off again with more words.

In the end, the little girl was completely stunned, with everything going in one ear and out the other.

Especially when Song Qingwan and the old man got excited, their speaking speed got even faster.

Often throwing in some unfamiliar new phrases and idioms she didn’t understand, leaving her little face utterly bewildered.

Lu Junhan observed and slightly furrowed his brow, flicked away the cigarette between his fingers, and coldly interrupted them:

"Shut up, all of you! Let her choose for herself."

Song Qingwan noticed the little girl’s blank face and decisively fell silent.

The old man, also tired of talking, took large gulps of water on the side.

Seeing her aunty and great-grandpa finally stop talking, the little girl remained confused. Her bright black eyes gazed blankly as she asked her father:

"Daddy, what should Li Li choose?"

It seemed like great-grandpa wanted her to get the fishing rod, toy gun, while aunty wanted her to get the dolls, dresses, and... couldn’t remember.

Anyway, there were many, many things.

But she might not be able to carry them all.

So, she had to ask daddy.

"Whatever," Lu Junhan didn’t have as many requirements, and unlike Song Qingwan and the old man, he was very succinct, "Choose whatever you like."

The little girl furrowed her small brows and asked hesitantly, "Can I choose anything from here?"

Clearly, she did have something she liked a lot.

But her gaze didn’t fall on the gifts on the ground.

Lu Junhan raised his eyebrows as he noticed this.

Unexpectedly, despite her young age, she had ambitious taste, turning her nose up at all the things before her, but he still faintly replied, "Yes."

The next second, the little girl lit up with joy, her bright black eyes sparkling, and in her sweet, childlike voice, she chirped, "Thank you, daddy!"

Then she directly...

Ran with her short little legs.

Her tiny body moved like a beautiful pink butterfly fluttering toward Pei Xiubai who wasn’t too far away:

"Brother Xiu Bai!"

Lu Junhan’s deep, mysterious dark eyes instantly turned icy and cold.

His whole body exuded a chill that seemed to freeze people.

Song Qingwan: "..."

The old man: "..."

This was just great!

No wonder none of the things they painstakingly chose appealed to this chubby little kid!

She dared to harbor thoughts about a living person!

The two elders were seething with jealousy.

The little girl wore a luxurious pink Lolita dress, her seaweed-like black curls slightly waved, with a shimmering crown atop her head, her cheeks fair and her delicate features exquisite, her dark long lashes fluttering over her bright black, sparkling eyes, looking just like a real-life doll.

She was unbearably adorable.

And extraordinarily beautiful.

Qu Sinian, Zhang Dazhuang, and Jian Yi watched as the girl ran straight towards Pei Xiubai, first astonished by her looks, then slightly surprised.

They had never seen someone "grab" a person at a "catch-the-week" ceremony before.

And no one mentioned what to do if someone "caught" a person at such an event.

Pei Mingzhi raised his alluring brows, let out a low chuckle, and teasingly said to the expressionless Pei Xiubai:

"Son, who would’ve thought, with your character, you’d still have young girls fancying you."

Pei Xiubai: "..."

Everyone present assumed the little girl was headed straight for Pei Xiubai.

Because her target was so obvious.

She went directly for it.

Without any hesitation.

Lu Junhan probably longed to skin Pei Xiubai alive right now.

"Brother Xiu Bai!"

The little girl reached him, her fair cheeks flushed, as if brushed with a layer of shy pink, appearing white and rosy.

If she were a bit older, it would surely look like she was about to confess.

However, the next second, everyone was dumbfounded.

After calling out shyly "Brother Xiu Bai," the little girl seemed a bit embarrassed, grasping his wheelchair, and in a timid, childish voice, she said:

"Brother Xiu Bai, Li Li really likes your chair with knives! The knives can go in and come out, it’s just amazing! So, can Li Li choose your chair?"

Pei Xiubai: "..."

Pei Mingzhi: "..."

Lu Junhan: "..."

Everyone: "......"

They were all prepared for the little girl to confess, to say "Brother Xiu Bai, I really like you."

Instead, this is what they got to see?

Pei Mingzhi chuckled softly, his voice laced with charm and teasing sarcasm:

"Son, seems like you’re less charming than this chair."

Pei Xiubai couldn’t be bothered with him; he never really thought the little girl would choose him anyway, nor did she need to. Hearing her, he slightly nodded, "You can choose, but I can’t give it to you."

He only had this one modified wheelchair.

"Oh..." The little girl blinked her big eyes at him pitifully, "Then, can Li Li see the knives again?"

Pei Xiubai pursed his rosy lips, his long, thick dark lashes lowered, his deep dark eyes dimmed slightly, remaining silent.

Those knives were for self-defense, not for entertainment viewing.

The little girl put her hands together in a pleading gesture, "Brother Xiu Bai, please, I just want to see it for a moment..."

Pei Mingzhi lazily looked over at the expressionless Lu Junhan, smiling, "I’m starting to think this little girl really is your daughter."

After all, average little girls usually aren’t keen on playing with knives.

Lu Junhan raised his eyes, glanced coldly at him, and said nothing.

Instead, he picked up the very satisfied little girl after watching Pei Xiubai reveal the knives.

Then, with a cool face, he directly tossed her to Song Qingwan.

Song Qingwan’s expression revealed her distress.

"Li Li grabbing a wheelchair is such an unlucky omen."