Chapter 96: Growing Up Means Becoming Sensible

Song Qingwan: "..." Indeed, it wouldn’t have died in vain.

Fried to a delicious aroma, this is a glorious death!

If that fish knew that Li Li wouldn’t spare even its corpse, I wonder if it would come back to life out of anger.

Evidently, in the little girl’s eyes, she caused the fish’s death.

So, since the fish is dead anyway, as compensation, she wants to make this fish the tastiest fish, to ensure it doesn’t die in vain!

This line of thinking, not something a typical person would come up with!

But, as long as the little girl isn’t sad, it’s fine.

The servant saw Song Qingwan go over with a worried face and then, the next moment, return looking dazed, thinking something serious had happened, panicked within:

"President, President Song, did something happen to the little miss..."

"She’s fine. She’s perfectly fine!" Song Qingwan exhaled a long breath, rubbing her forehead, weakly waved her hand, "Dispose of that fish! Tonight... remember to make it fragrant."

Servant: "??? "

Sure enough, that evening, with a plate of aromatic braised fish, the little girl ate three big bowls of rice with tears streaming down. Crying as she ate, eating as she cried, tears flowing, she choked and asked for more cilantro and green onion, insisting that she wouldn’t let the poor fish die in vain.

In the end, there was nothing left of the fish except a long skeleton. If Song Qingwan hadn’t strongly prevented her, the little girl would have eaten the bones too!

What kind of grudge, what kind of enmity is this!

Not even sparing the bones.

At least the phrase ’pulverizing bones to dust’ leaves dust; she seems to want that fish completely vanished from this world!

Truly ruthless.

Yet the little girl’s eyes are clear and innocent, seemingly just unwilling to let the fish die in vain.

Song Qingwan felt her heart choke up.

Wanting to explain to the little loli but finding it hard to explain.

After all, children have their own worlds.

Oh well, nothing serious, she’ll understand when she grows up.

In the end, Song Qingwan could only comfort herself like this. Then, she sighed, continuously telling the little girl that she really liked eating fish bones, just to divert her, so she wouldn’t keep dwelling on those fish bones.

Then, a few days later.

Xu Ciye’s psychological health and IQ reports were finally sorted out and sent to the Lu Family.

The old man, hearing from somewhere that Lu Li was preparing to attend kindergarten, hurriedly grabbed several fishing rods and rushed over from the old house.

The old man didn’t cause trouble, and Lu Junhan had been relatively free lately. Moreover, he had previously agreed that after this busy period, he would spend more time with the little girl.

Thus, when the old man came to the Lu Family, both Lu Junhan and Song Qingwan happened to be in the living room.

Lu Junhan was sitting on the sofa having a video conference. The man slightly lowered his deep, dark eyes, his sharp thin lips pressed together, occasionally opening them to coldly respond a few words. His handsome face exuded an air of authority without anger, making one not dare to be impudent.

And the clingy little girl nestled in his arms eating candy, occasionally opening her dark, clear eyes, fixated on watching the little princess’s adventures on TV.

Song Qingwan sat beside them, flipping through the psychological report that had been sent over early, reading each word carefully, as if she couldn’t get enough of it.

"I heard this girl is going to kindergarten. Have you decided which kindergarten she’s going to?"

The old man, ever headstrong and domineering, burst in without a care for disturbing the harmony, directly stating his purpose as soon as he entered.

Lu Junhan had just finished his meeting.

He logged out of his account, shut his laptop, and while the little girl was distracted by the TV, he stealthily retrieved all the fruit candies she had secretly tucked in her pocket, casually tossing them into the trash bin by his feet without a glance.

Song Qingwan, closing the report, paused as she saw him enter, stood up and exclaimed in surprise: "Dad, why are you here?"

"Why can’t I come?!"

The old man handed the fishing rods over to his men behind him, frowning as he sat on the sofa, looking disgruntled.

Song Qingwan pulled a wry face: "Dad, you know I didn’t mean it like that..."

"Alright, alright, I’m not here to see you! What’s with all the questions!" The old man waved his hand irritably and said in a deep voice: "I heard my great-granddaughter is going to kindergarten, have you decided which one yet?"