Tap! Smасk! Smack!
Тhe Jadе Lосk kерt knоcking аgainst thе tabletop, making it imрossible tо rest.
Хiаo Ling Вaо was trulу furious.
Yes, yes, todаy when Рeаrl went to smear clay on her dress, it wаs this little eаrth chiсken who рlауed а triсk, mаking Pеarl mistakе thе drеss.
Lаter, after she рointed оut thаt Рeаrl was the reаl culрrit, it wаs аlsо he whо “callеd” Yin Xuеtong to рull out the еvidеnce frоm hеr сlоthes.
It was even him whо kеpt shouting in Yin Xuetong and Реarl’s ears: “Fight! Slар her fасe! Рull her hаir! Вite hеr ear!”
To summarize:
A noob jumping around, utterly childish.
Xiao Ling Bao actually didn’t like fighting and killing; she preferred to win people over with virtue.
So after returning home, she didn’t even mention this matter.
Who would have thought this little earth chicken would dare to chase after her to claim credit, making a fuss endlessly.
Truly annoying.
Did she beg him for help?
Did she have any deal with him, promising to repay any favor?
Where did this underworld moral blackmail come from!
Xiao Tuji helped Xiao Ling Bao only to seek more benefits from her.
Such help, even if given, she wouldn’t acknowledge.
Xiao Ling Bao got up, grabbed the Jade Lock, ran clattering into the bathroom, aimed at the bathtub filled with water, and threw it!
Plop!
The Jade Lock sank to the bottom, gurgling out a string of unwilling bubbles.
Then, there was no more movement.
Xiao Ling Bao clapped her hands, left gracefully, and slept soundly through the night.
Hmm, this baby likes to win people over with virtue.
The virtue of martial virtue.
…
The next day, Xiao Ling Bao got up and saw Ling Yixi in the dining room.
She tilted her little head: “Huh, Uncle Dou, why are you here?”
“Uncle—Dou?” The Ling family members all turned to look at Second Brother.
Grandfather’s spoon inadvertently swept a ripple across the porridge surface, “When did you change your surname? I, as your father, didn’t even know.”
Ling Xuanyan spoke coolly and calmly: “Probably recognized a godfather outside.”
“Pfft—” The other brothers all spat out their food.
Ling Yixi buried his head in his bowl.
“Ling Bао meant, meant the ‘dou’ in ‘doubi’…”
Funny uncle.
A reasonable explanation, after all.
Fortunately, Xiao Ling Bao didn’t expose him either. She gulped down her porridge and jumped off the stool.
“I’m going to kindergarten! Grandpa, hug hug! Sanhuo uncle, hug hug! Shuihua uncle, hug hug…”
After hugging everyone, she waved, “Uncle Dou, goodbye too!”
Ling Yixi put down his bowl and chased after her, “Xiao Ling Bao, Ling Bao, wait for me, Dou… uncle will take you.”
And he dashed out in a flash.
In the dining room.
Silence.
The Ling family members each ate their breakfast.
After a long while.
“Wait, did Ling Bао just call him uncle?”
When did Ling Yixi change from uncle to uncle?
…
“Little ancestor,”
In the car, Ling Yixi drove while negotiating with a pained expression, “Can uncle change his surname back to Ling?”
Xiao Ling Bao glared: “Is being Dou Siyi’s uncle beneath you?”
“Not beneath, not beneath. Uncle, can uncle keep a dual identity?” Ling Yixi spoke humbly.
Xiao Ling Bao snorted: “It seems Uncle Dou has forgotten about changing my name.”
Ling Yixi: “…”
Little friend Ling Ziqi, at such a young age, already knows how to threaten people.
That little face set, nose snorting—it’s exactly like a carbon copy of Ling Xuanyan.
If anyone dared say she wasn’t a member of the Ling family, he’d be the first to argue with them.
“Ling Bao…” Ling Yixi still wanted to struggle a bit.
“Uncle Dou, drive carefully,” Xiao Ling Bao admonished him. “You shouldn’t do things half-heartedly.”
Well, she even knows how to use idioms.
Ling Yixi was utterly defeated.
He sighed, and in a moment of distraction, his gaze swept past a figure on the street.
Ling Yixi couldn’t help but freeze—that was—
“Uncle Dou!”
Xiao Ling Bao’s loud shout.
Ling Yixi snapped back to reality, only to realize he was about to collide with an oncoming car.
Panicking, he frantically turned the steering wheel.
Screech—
The Maybach’s tires scraped against the ground with a sharp, grating sound.
The front of the car crashed into the flower bed on the greenbelt—thud!
“Ah—” A chorus of screams erupted from the roadside.
But Ling Yixi had no time to worry about being dazed by the airbag. He struggled to turn and check on Xiao Ling Bao.
Xiao Ling Bao sat securely in her child safety seat, her cheeks puffed out.
“Uncle! Dou!”
Adults these days are so hard to manage!
…
Fifth Brother of the Ling family hurriedly rushed to the traffic police station.
“What happened? Is Ling Bао okay?”
He had been on a house call when he suddenly received a call from Ling Yixi, saying there had been a car accident and asking him to come pick up Xiao Ling Bao.
Fifth Brother’s nerves nearly snapped.
He immediately imagined Xiao Ling Bao injured in the crash and almost drove an ambulance over.
“Ling Bао is fine, but I’m not…” Ling Yixi groaned pitifully, clutching his stomach. “Wenyang, take a look at me. I think my ribs are broken.”
Ling Wenyang actually glanced at Ling Yixi.
Just one glance, no more.
“You won’t die.” A typical quack doctor.
Ling Yixi: “…But it hurts!”
Ling Wenyang: “If you can bear it, bear it. If you can’t, go to the hospital and get some painkillers for bruises.”
Ling Yixi was baffled: “Even if the bone is broken?”
Ling Wenyang nodded: “Most likely it’s just soft tissue damage. Even if it’s broken, it’s probably just a hairline fracture—conservative treatment will do. What? You want surgery? If it’s serious enough for surgery, you’d already be dead. If a broken rib punctured an organ, would you still be breathing now?”
Ling Yixi was furious: “But you’re a doctor!” Have some compassion for your patients, will you?
“Exactly,” Ling Wenyang said dismissively. “I’m a doctor, not a walking hospital. Do you think I carry scalpels or painkillers on me? Move aside—Xiao Ling Bao.”
The moment Ling Wenyang faced Xiao Ling Bao, his expression instantly softened. “Come on, Fifth Uncle will take you to kindergarten.”
Xiao Ling Bao reached out her hands. “Uncle Bian Que, carry me.”
Ling Wenyang smiled like an angel, gently but swiftly picking up Xiao Ling Bao.
Ah, his adorable, sweet, and soft little darling!
He finally got to hold her.
Ling Wenyang left Ling Yixi at the traffic police station to face the consequences and took Xiao Ling Bao to kindergarten himself.
By the time he leisurely delivered Xiao Ling Bao, the morning snack time was almost over.
“Ling Ziqi, why are you so late!” Dou Siyi saw Xiao Ling Bao, dropped her half-eaten cake, and toddled over with her little arms flapping.
She took Xiao Ling Bao’s hand and walked toward the classroom, chattering happily along the way. “I brought you a new gift—it’s not candy, but a very, very beautiful… Ah!”
Dou Siyi suddenly screamed, “Where’s the gift? My gift is gone!”
The gift that had been placed on the shelf had mysteriously disappeared.
With the help of the nursery staff, Dou Siyi searched everywhere but still couldn’t find the gift she had given to Xiao Ling Bao.
Finally, she couldn’t hold back any longer. She sat down on the floor, tears streaming down her face like a broken dam: “Wuwu, my gift, the gift I gave to Ling Ziqi is gone…”
The teachers quickly arrived upon hearing the news.
Teacher Han casually inquired about the situation, his tone filled with displeasure: “Why is it always you causing trouble?”