Whoosh—
The little one, having received her sister’s permission, quickly snuggled up to Ming Zhi.
In that instant, Ming Zhi felt as if something had exploded in her mind.
Ah~ So soft~ So warm~~
Ming Zhi had always wanted to keep a dog, but her mother wouldn’t allow it. She hesitated for a moment but couldn’t resist the temptation, reaching out to pat Yun Xiaoyu’s head.
The little one rubbed against Ming Zhi’s palm like a puppy that hadn’t even reached a month old.
Ming Zhi remained expressionless.
Ming Zhi remained unmoved.
What’s so great about patting her! Hmph!
While Director Chu and the others weren’t paying attention, Ming Zhi secretly patted her a few more times.
Catching the key phrase, her ears perked up.
“I’m Yun Xiaoyu’s guardian! Just put my bank account number!” Yún Fēng said.
“No problem, but we’ll need a copy of the child’s ID card or household registration booklet.”
Yún Fēng, a shrewd businessman, unexpectedly faltered: “Uh… is that absolutely necessary?”
Ming Zhi narrowed her eyes.
An absurd thought surfaced—could it be that they hadn’t even gone through the proper adoption procedures?
Yún Fēng made up an excuse about losing the household registration booklet, suggesting they sign the contract first and submit the documents later, repeatedly emphasizing that the money should be transferred to his account first.
One Big Happy Family provided the guests with an advance payment, with the balance paid only if the livestream went smoothly.
Considering Yun Xiaoyu’s young age and health condition, the production team was worried she might not be able to participate consistently in the livestream. However, given Mù Fěi’s status, the advance payment for Yun Xiaoyu was set at 500,000 yuan.
Given the scale of Yún Fēng’s company, 500,000 yuan in liquidity shouldn’t have been a big deal, but his obsession with the money led Ming Zhi to suspect that his company’s situation was far from optimistic.
Just as the production team and the Yún Fēng couple reached a stalemate, Director Chu’s phone buzzed.
He looked up, instinctively glancing at Ming Zhi, then said with a straight face, “Alright, let’s sign the contract first.”
With the business settled, Mù Fěi turned to Ming Zhi. “It’s getting late, Zhizhi. You should go back and rest. Little Yu, come to Mommy.”
Mommy hadn’t spoken to her so gently in a long time… Little Yu’s dark eyes sparkled brightly. In the end, the little one couldn’t resist her longing for maternal love and rushed toward Mù Fěi like a baby bird flying to its nest—
But halfway there, Ming Zhi grabbed her by the hood.
One pushing forward, the other pulling back.
Feeling the resistance, Little Yu turned around, blinking in confusion. “Sister?”
“Little Yu is sleeping with me tonight.” Ming Zhi acted like a spoiled young lady who expected the whole world to obey her. “I’m taking her with me.”
Yún Fēng: …!!
Mù Fěi: …!!
Is this Ming Zhi out of her mind?
She’s only known Yun Xiaoyu for how long, yet she’s acting closer than real sisters!
“Miss Ming, Little Yu is particular about her bed. She won’t sleep well away from home…” Yún Fēng made an excuse.
Ming Zhi said nonchalantly, “Just wait. Someone will come to move the bed later.”
Mù Fěi grew anxious. “No, you can’t take Yun Xiaoyu away!”
The young girl’s expression was arrogant, carrying an air of superiority over everyone else:
“I’m not asking. I’m informing you!”
With that, she picked up Yun Xiaoyu and ran.
The Yún Fēng couple stood there, dumbfounded.
Director Chu was even more confused.
What kind of move was that?
One child-guest snatched away another child-guest—have you considered how I, the director, feel about this!
The Ming Residence.
Snatching the little one had been thrilling, but bringing her home was giving her a headache.
Ming Zhi looked at the little milk bun sitting on the small sofa in her room and couldn’t help but rub her forehead.
Sweating bullets here, folks. How did she end up kidnapping the future big villain and bringing her home!
Poisonous, Yun Xiaoyu is poisonous!
“When did she drug me? I didn’t notice at all… How terrifying, truly terrifying…” Ming Zhi muttered to herself.
Her voice was too soft, and Little Yu only caught words like “drug” and “terrifying.” Her delicate, doll-like face turned pale with fright, and she dashed over, throwing herself into Ming Zhi’s arms.
“Sister, are you sick?”
Ming Zhi replied weakly, “I’m not sick, I’m just insane…”
The next second, Little Yu burst into tears, clinging tightly to Ming Zhi. “Wah… If you’re sick, you need medicine, sister… Sell Little Yu, then you’ll have money to buy medicine…”
Ming Zhi: ?
What nonsense is this little fool spouting again?
“I’m not a human trafficker. Why would I sell you?”
Little Yu’s long eyelashes were damp with tears, and a few teardrops trembled on her cheeks, ready to fall.
Would sister not sell her?
Wah… Sister is the best sister in the whole world!
She hugged Ming Zhi and clumsily patted her back. “Hug sister, pain go away.”
Ming Zhi finally understood—this little fool thought a hug could cure illness!
Heavens, how did such a little fool become a major villain in the future?!
She inwardly ranted, but her hands lifted Little Yu and carried her into the bathroom.
“Do you know how to bathe?” Ming Zhi suddenly realized this was a problem.
She had never bathed a child before!
Her mother was rarely home, and there were no servants, only a part-time cleaner who came periodically.
Little Yu was still worried about her illness, anxiously waving her little arms. “You can’t bathe when you’re sick!”
“I’m not sick,” Ming Zhi had to explain.
Little Yu tilted her head and observed her for a while, confirming that Ming Zhi was still lively and energetic, before whispering, “I can bathe myself, sister.”
“That’s great.” Ming Zhi sighed in relief, showing her how to turn on the hot water. Then she realized another major problem—
What would the little one wear after bathing?
Ming Zhi clutched her hair in frustration—what on earth had possessed her to snatch a three-and-a-half-year-old child and bring her home?
“Sister, I’m done bathing.” Little Yu was a bit too short for the doorknob. She stood on tiptoe, let out a little “haa” sound, and twisted the doorknob open.
Ming Zhi was embarrassedly staring at the pile of her childhood clothes on the bed.
Really, why did her mom buy so many pink, frilly little dresses for her back then!
Black is clearly the coolest!
“You, come here.” Ming Zhi lifted her chin and glanced at Little Yu, only to be instantly struck—
The little one’s soft, white cheeks were flushed pink from the steam, making her big, bright eyes even more adorable. Wrapped in a large towel like a silkworm cocoon, she toddled unsteadily like a clumsy goose.
Just as she was about to trip over the overly long towel, Ming Zhi’s body moved faster than her brain, rushing over to scoop Little Yu up.
The freshly bathed little one smelled wonderful, and Ming Zhi couldn’t help but take a deep breath.
Ahhh, so fragrant and soft! Compared to her cousin, who always smelled like chicken poop, this was practically a different species!
“Thank you, sister~” Little Yu wrapped her arms around Ming Zhi’s neck and thanked her softly.
Ming Zhi put on a cold face. “I told you not to call me sister.”
“Sister said I can’t call you that tomorrow, but today isn’t tomorrow yet.” Little Yu reasoned with her in a sweet, childish voice.
“…”
Hmph, she really is a future villain—sharp-tongued even at such a young age.
She placed Little Yu on the bed, picked up the hairdryer, and said fiercely:
“Yun Xiaoyu, this young lady is going to blow-dry your hair!”
…Wait a minute, does something seem off here?!