Han Luoli set her down and wrapped her in his arms, his chin resting on her little head, suppressing the tsunami of emotions at the bottom of his heart, his voice hoarse as he spoke, "Baby, do you have a fiancé?"
Gu Xiaoer startled, she quickly pushed the man away, looking at him as if questioning how he found out, "That... I..."
Han Luoli, seeing her face crinkle into a Little Bun, looking adorably tight, his mood lifted and he teased her, "So, you dare to seek other men while having a fiancé? Hm?"
"Da Luoluo... I don't!" Gu Xiaoer broke out in a cold sweat, deeply puzzled.
How did Han Luoli know she had a child betrothed as her fiancé? She had almost forgotten herself, hadn't she?
Thinking of this man's petty and overbearing demeanor, she hurriedly shook her head and waved her hands, "Da Luoluo... Speaking of which, you might not believe me, my fiancé, he actually had a terminal illness and died a long time ago..."
Right, he died, Da Luoluo couldn't possibly still be jealous of a dead man...
"You're saying that your fiancé is dead?" someone responded feebly...
No, they were talking about him, huh? Heh...
"Da Luoluo, it was wrong of me not to tell you. My fiancé had cancer, a terminal illness... Although I am very sad, the dead are gone, and the living must go on, right? That's all in the past, so don't dwell on it anymore, okay?"
She clutched her chest, pretending to be sorrowful and pained, her small eyes blinking rapidly but refusing to meet Han Luoli's gaze.
Dealing with a stingy and overbearing man, was it easy for her?
The man's strikingly handsome face darkened by the inch.
Cancer? Terminal illness?
She really dared to make up stories... how the hell hadn't he noticed she was very sad?
After so many years of dominating the business battlefield, for the first time, he felt his brain couldn't cope, all thanks to this young girl's antics...
"But Da Luoluo, you have to believe me! Even if my fiancé were still alive, I wouldn't marry him! Because now... I like you and I want to be with you. Even if he were incredibly handsome, rolling in wealth, and threatened me with two billion, severed my head, drained my blood, I wouldn't marry him! Don't worry, okay?"
After speaking, she even clenched her fist resolutely.
Han Luoli's dark face didn't get any darker, liking him... at least she had said something nice.
"Da Luoluo, even though your family's fortunes have dwindled and your job isn't good, my stance is still very firm. So, stop feeling inferior, okay? Believe in me, believe in yourself..."
Job isn't good? Inferior?
This is it, this is it, he really felt a cerebral hemorrhage coming on now...
Just as Gu Xiaoer was patting her small frame, secretly hoping that the legendary fiancé would never come to settle scores with her, the man across from her suddenly lowered his head and bit her—
After a good while of biting, Han Luoli finally got the girl to calm down. He straightened her up and spread his palm in front of her eyes, a beautiful, glossy Turquoise Earring suddenly appeared.
Gu Xiaoer, who was previously looking embarrassed, was suddenly shocked, then immediately reached out to grab the earring.
But Han Luoli was quicker than her, effortlessly lifting his hand, making the earring unreachable for her.
"Da Luoluo, the earring really is with you!" She was so excited she didn't even care that the man was amusing himself at her expense, reaching out her slender white arms and bouncing around to grab it.
She jumped once, couldn't reach it. Jumped higher, still couldn't reach it. Eventually, she stood on the couch to grab the man's fist, "Da Luoluo, give it to me quick!"
"Call me 'husband,'" Han Luoli's lips curved up slightly as he grabbed her small waist.
"..."
Gu Xiaoer looked eagerly at the earring in his fist, pouting her lips, stuck under his roof, oh, how wicked this man was!
"Husband..." she murmured as meekly as a mosquito.
Upon hearing this, Han Luoli was elated.
As he was distracted, Gu Xiaoer swiftly grabbed his fist, prying it open quickly and efficiently.
Stunned—there was nothing! How could this man be so bad!
Han Luoli squinted his eyes, the corners of his mouth curving into an attractive arc, watching her expressive face amused.
He then extended his other fist forward, nudging with his lips, "Baby, you call me 'husband,' and I'll open one fingertip."
"You!" Gu Xiaoer trembled, pointing at the rogue of a man in front of her, "Shameless, you big shameless bully!"
It was clearly her stuff!
Her pitiful Xi Xi eyes, pleading for mercy, were useless; the man instead arrogantly turned his face away.
"Hus-band..." she called out through gritted teeth.
Until the third time, as Gu Xiaoer uncurled the man's third finger in sync, her eyes suddenly fixed on his half-open fist, unable to regain focus for a long while.