Little Glutinous Rice Dumpling's tender voice carried a hint of drowsiness, with a long trailing end.
"Remember to come home early after work, or I'll be worried. See, you never listen! I'm going to tell Uncle Leng on you!"
The cat sleeping in her arms woke up at her words, opened its eyes, and meowed in agreement, "Meow—"
When a daughter got angry, the consequences were serious.
Ji Weitian hurriedly stepped forward, picked up Fatty, tossed it aside, and embraced her daughter with a sincere apology, "Mom was wrong. I promise to come home early tomorrow, okay?"
"You say that every day, but you never listen," Ji Xingyao began counting Ji Weitian's faults on her fingers.
Ji Weitian unhesitatingly covered her small mouth with her hand, staring at her daughter's delicate little face, and begged in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Sweetheart, promise me, please save me some face today; otherwise, Mom might never be able to hold her head up again."
She had just scolded Qin Nanyu fiercely for being an irresponsible dad; if her daughter exposed her on the spot as a mom who couldn't take care of herself, it would be an official slap in the face, and she might be ridiculed to death by Qin Nanyu.
She couldn't handle that blow!
"..."
Little Glutinous Rice Dumpling couldn't speak, so she just blinked her big round eyes in a daze, her little face bewildered.
Seeing her dignity preserved, Ji Weitian relaxed her hold on Ji Xingyao and was about to invite Qin Nanyu into her home to use the bathroom, and also to show off her daughter, enough to dazzle his titanium alloy dog eyes.
She turned her head to look back, only to find that Qin Nanyu was not there.
Ji Weitian was stunned, released her daughter, stood up, and walked to the elevator entrance, discovering that the elevator, which had stopped at her floor earlier, had already returned to the first floor.
Qin Nanyu... had he left?
"Mommy, what are you looking for?" Little Glutinous Rice Dumpling, wearing little yellow duck slippers, toddled over to her with her short legs.
Clinging to Ji Weitian's leg, she craned her small head around to look at the elevator, not finding anything, and bashfully asked, "Did you bring a new dad home for me?"
"No, that's a demon." Ji Weitian confirmed Qin Nanyu had left and replied offhandedly.
Bending to lift her daughter from beside her leg, she turned to go back, then thought of something and added, "If you like, you can also call him a jinx!"
"But Mommy, a jinx is a star, not a person." Little Glutinous Rice Dumpling corrected seriously.
Ji Weitian nodded and continued, "I just wanted to tell you, some people aren't even as good as stars."
Ji Xingyao: "..." That person who wasn't as good as stars, how pitiful.
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Downstairs of the apartment building.
"Achoo—" Qin Nanyu had just stepped out of the elevator and couldn't help but sneeze.
Looking up at the old apartment building in front of him, emotions flickered in his deep, dark eyes.
That woman was badmouthing him again?
On second thought, Qin Nanyu decided there was no need to argue with someone full of lies. She merely mentioned his son's mother without knowing anything, so why should he be upset?
As if she's been a parent before, lecturing him about not knowing how to take care of his son; what did she understand?
Qin Nanyu rubbed his temples, turned, and walked toward where he parked, and after a few steps, inexplicably took out his phone and called the butler.
"Has the young master gone to sleep?"
"Not yet. The young master is currently challenging the world record for advanced Rubik's Cube." The butler replied nervously.