Under the cold, dark, and silent gaze of the young girl, Yún Fēng felt a chill run down his spine.
He was a seasoned businessman who had navigated the corporate world for years, yet he inexplicably found himself losing his composure in front of a young girl!
“Little Zhi, this is a portable camera. We won’t have a cameraman following you around later.” Director Chu personally delivered the equipment, treating Ming Zhi as if she were his own daughter.
Ming Zhi casually took it and clipped it to her collar.
“Sweetie, Uncle is going to put this little toy on you, okay?” Director Chu spoke in a high-pitched voice, squatting down to coax Little Yu.
When Little Yu saw the camera in his hand, terrifying images flashed through her mind…
Pairs of demonic eyes opened, glaring brightly and flickering ominously.
Her milky-white face was filled with fear, and she instinctively backed away.
Director Chu pulled her back. “Sweetie, be good. It’ll be over soon.”
But Little Yu began struggling violently, letting out short, sharp cries of “Ah! Ah!”
[Oh my god, is the little one having an episode?]
[Seriously, why is this mentally ill kid even on the livestream?]
[So young and already trying to steal the spotlight. No wonder she’s an orphan with no parents—such a drama queen.]
Director Chu had no children and no experience dealing with them. Seeing Little Yu like this, he hurriedly tried to soothe her.
“Wow! Our sweetie is the cutest baby in the whole world. Hey, hey, little ancestor! Please don’t cry. Okay, okay, Uncle was wrong. Uncle apologizes, alright?…”
But no matter how he tried to comfort her, the little one only grew more agitated, desperately trying to break free from Director Chu’s grasp.
Mù Fěi scolded, “Yun Xiaoyu! When are you going to start behaving?”
Her voice didn’t stop Little Yu; instead, it seemed to act as a catalyst. The little one’s soft paws flailed wildly, and with a sharp slap, she accidentally struck Director Chu’s chin—
The audience was stunned. Director Chu was a well-known figure in the variety show industry, and Yun Xiaoyu had actually slapped him?
Before Director Chu could say anything, Mù Fěi stepped forward with a stern expression, intending to drag Little Yu to the bathroom for some “discipline.”
A slender, tall figure blocked her path and even bumped her shoulder forcefully.
Mù Fěi glared at Ming Zhi, but Ming Zhi remained calm and took a step forward.
She didn’t snatch Little Yu directly from Director Chu’s hands. Instead, she raised her hand and covered the little one’s eyes.
Her hand was warm and soft, gently resting over Little Yu’s eyes.
To everyone’s astonishment, the little one, who had just been in a state of terror, gradually calmed down!
“What’s wrong with Little Yu…?” Director Chu asked, looking incredulous.
Ming Zhi had a guess but didn’t voice it. Looking down at Director Chu, she pondered for a moment and said, “Hmm… maybe she’s never seen such an ugly uncle before.”
Director Chu: ??
I was a fresh-faced young man in my day, you know!
Ming Zhi kept one hand over Little Yu’s eyes while using the other to take the equipment from Director Chu. She whispered softly, “Little brat, don’t be afraid. I’m here.”
Director Chu gave her a strange look. Wasn’t Ming Zhi supposed to be a rebellious teenager? Why did she seem like such a gentle big sister around Little Yu…
She fiddled with the camera for a moment, attaching it to an inconspicuous spot before removing her hand.
The little one’s eyes were teary, her eyelashes damp, making her look like a puppy abandoned by the roadside on a rainy day.
“…” If she cries this much, how is she going to be a villain in the future? Ming Zhi thought with a mix of frustration and disappointment.
She perfunctorily ruffled the little one’s fluffy head a couple of times and said flatly, “Do you still want that ice cream or not?”
Little Yu sniffled, her voice soft and nasal: “Yes, I want it.”
“Then keep up.”
Ming Zhi strode ahead with a cool, confident air, while Little Yu toddled after her on short, quick legs.
Director Chu was stunned. He had begged and pleaded but couldn’t calm the little princess down, yet Ming Zhi had managed it with just a few casual words?!
Convenience store.
Ming Zhi stood with her arms crossed, glancing down at Little Yu.
The child’s eyes sparkled, practically glowing.
“Wow—”
Ming Zhi didn’t get it. Just a few shabby shelves—what was there to be so impressed about?
The live stream room switched to Little Yu’s camera. From the child’s perspective, everything seemed enormous.
What adults saw as ordinary shelves looked like towering structures to a little kid.
And the lower shelves, which adults often overlooked, were treasure troves in a child’s eyes.
[Mystery solved! No wonder my son always wants to buy Kinder Eggs—they’re placed right where kids can easily reach them!]
[Little Yu: Is this heaven.jpg]
[Just going to a convenience store makes her so happy—our little one is so easy to please!]
Ming Zhi kept her promise and bought Little Yu an ice cream.
But she didn’t pick a big one; instead, she chose a taro mochi ice cream. Holding it in her palm, she thought it didn’t seem that large.
Yet in Little Yu’s hands, the treat suddenly seemed gigantic. Ming Zhi wondered if it was almost half the size of the child’s face.
“Are you really buying this for me?” Little Yu asked, looking up with her small face.
“I keep my word.” Ming Zhi waved a hand elegantly and pointed to the lollipop display by the cash register. “One of every flavor!”
At that moment, in Little Yu’s eyes, her sister was like a superhero!
[Hahaha, our little one has her own personal domineering CEO!]
[Suddenly shipping Ming Zhi and Little Yu—sisterhood is forever!]
The two of them, one big and one small, headed back to the villa.
“One, two, three, five, six…” After Little Yu had counted the lollipops for what felt like the hundredth time, Ming Zhi couldn’t help but facepalm.
It was just a number under ten—how many times did the little dummy need to count it?
And why did she get a different number every time?
“After three comes four,” Ming Zhi reminded her, unable to hold back any longer.
Little Yu blinked. “Wow, how did you know that, sis?”
“…” Ming Zhi replied expressionlessly, “Never mind. Go play.”
No point talking to a little fool.
Suddenly, her phone rang. Since they were live streaming, Ming Zhi initially wanted to hang up, but when she saw the caller ID, she irritably ran her fingers through her hair.
This time, she remembered to mute her mic and stepped aside to answer.
“…What? So you’re saying my composition has to include someone else’s name? How is that any different from finding a stepmother for my child?!”
On the other end of the line, her manager tried to reason with her gently: “Zhizhi, this is just how things work. You can’t only think about yourself! Do them a favor, and in the future, you can exchange resources back and forth…”
“Cut the crap!”
“…”
Nearby, Little Yu was still intently counting her lollipops.
Suddenly, a small, injured cat darted out from behind the wooden fence.
Little Yu’s attention was caught. “Kitty?”
She took a step closer, but the cat suddenly went wild, baring its sharp teeth at Little Yu with a fierce “meow!”
Startled, Little Yu fell to the ground with a thud, and the lollipops in her hand flew everywhere. One of them rolled into the yard behind the fence—
A gaunt, pale hand picked up the lollipop. His sinister gaze fell upon the little bundle a few steps away, and a feverish, relieved expression surfaced on his sickly face.
“Is this for me?” a hoarse voice asked.