Ji Sifan glanced down at his own shirt front, which once pristine and white, was now not only soaked with sweat but also covered with drool and snot...
Suddenly, Ji Sifan’s expression darkened further as he turned his head toward the little girl pulling faces at him not far away. His voice carried a hint of displeasure as he solemnly spoke, "Song Nianhuan, co here."
The little girl, hearing Ji Sifan call her na again, dashed behind Chu Munan and hugged his leg, hiding behind the man’s back. Then she poked her head out and playfully stuck her tongue out at Ji Sifan, her voice full of youthful innocence, as she said, "I won’t go over there. Uncle, you were an to just now, so you can’t bla for this, right, godfather?"
After saying this to Ji Sifan, the little girl also raised her head to look at Chu Munan in front of her.
Chu Munan looked down at the little girl who barely reached his waist; despite her tiny fra, she was full of mischievousness.
He bent down to lift her into his arms, making her face him directly, yet he didn’t answer her question outright. Instead, he asked, "You said I was cheating just now, didn’t you?"
Song Nianhuan’s eyes spun quickly before she instantly replaced them with a bright smile, shaking her head, "No, it’s who was cheating."
Chu Munan extended his long fingers to tap her little nose, displaying a gentle smile with eyes full of indulgence, "That’s more like it."
Whenever Ji Sifan sees Chu Munan, he feels annoyed, and now seeing Chu Munan indulging the child like this, he’s even more annoyed!
Unable to hold back, he spoke aloud, "Chu Munan, can you stop spoiling her too much? Look, she’s bullying now. I am her uncle after all. Doesn’t this make her uncle feel like an uncle at all?"
Chu Munan coolly glanced at him, speaking with indifference, "Hasn’t she been bullying you since she was two?"
Ji Sifan, "..." Damn, it seems impossible to get along well.
He looked down again at his shirt front, his expression darkening further. He gave up watching TV and left a remark, "Just keep spoiling her then. When she bullies you soday, let’s see how you handle it."
Ignoring both big and small, he stood up directly and walked towards the bathroom.
Chu Munan looked at Ji Sifan’s back with an increasingly deep curve to his lips before looking down at the little girl in his arms, saying, "Sweetheart, next ti don’t bully your uncle like this. Otherwise, if your godfather isn’t around, your uncle might not take care of you."
The little girl didn’t mind, nuzzled into Chu Munan’s arms, and said, "If Uncle doesn’t take care of , there’s still Little Uncle, right? If neither of them takes care of , I can manage by myself, too. Godfather, don’t underestimate ."
Chu Munan chuckled at Song Nianhuan’s precociousness, he couldn’t help but laugh, "You can take care of yourself? It’d be good if kidnappers don’t abduct you and sell you off."
The little girl still wasn’t bothered, the sound of her tinkling laughter echoed as she spoke, "Kidnappers wouldn’t dare sell . You’re so impressive, godfather, if I ntion your na they wouldn’t stand a chance."
"It’s crabs that walk sideways."
"Then I’m a crab."
"..."
When Ji Sifan ca back out after changing into a clean shirt, he walked into the living room to see a big one and a little one sitting on the couch seriously watching TV, or rather... watching Sailor Moon?
Ji Sifan’s face darkened imdiately. He walked over to snatch the remote control, "Hand over the remote. The ga’s about to start."
Chu Munan caught sight of Ji Sifan approaching from the corner of his eye. When he saw him reaching for the remote, he swiftly hid it behind him, raising his eyebrows with a composed expression as he said, "Nianhuan wants to watch cartoons. Why are you watching gas? Anyway, your favorite team never wins, so watching only brings more heartache..."
Ji Sifan’s face turned even darker, but he didn’t lose his temper outright. Instead, he coldly retorted, "Are you sure you won’t give the remote?"
Chu Munan maintained his calm deanor, nodded, "Not giving."
Ji Sifan was so infuriated that he nearly had a heart attack; Chu Munan indeed seed impervious to all things, without any shortcomings.
Taking a deep breath, he finally turned to Song Nianhuan, walked over, picked up the little girl, and headed for the door, leaving one last line, "Fine, no remote, then. I’ll take her to find Song Qiao. Enjoy watching your ’Sailor Moon’ yourself."
Watching Ji Sifan carry the child out, Chu Munan’s face instantly darkened, but he didn’t chase after them. A few minutes later, he calmly turned back to the TV and switched it to the live ga channel.
...
Outside the famous dia company in Paris, ’RQ dia Group,’ Ji Sifan parked his showy sports car in the parking lot.
Moreover, leaving aside the fact that he drove a sports car, it was an exceptionally flashy red one, ensuring a hundred percent head-turning rate. As soon as the car stopped, all the surrounding pedestrians paused to watch, and seeing such a handso young man with poise stepping out, many of the girls nearby gasped involuntarily, with so even wanting to approach him for a chat.
Faced with the surrounding onlookers, Ji Sifan didn’t seem fazed at all, maintaining his composure as he moved over to the passenger seat, opened the door, and carried out Song Nianhuan, who was almost asleep inside the car.
The little girl’s head bobbed up and down, clearly sleepy. Once in Ji Sifan’s arms, she gradually woke up, lazily rubbing her eyes and slowly coming back to full awareness, resting her head on Ji Sifan’s shoulder.
However, Ji Sifan didn’t wait for her to fully wake up and simply placed her on the ground, instructing her to stand, "Walk by yourself; I won’t carry you."
The little girl was imdiately unhappy, stomping her foot as she protested, "Godfather always carries when we go out, why won’t you, Uncle? Do you not like ?"
Ji Sifan looked down at her calmly, leisurely responding, "I don’t dislike you, I just don’t like kids your age. Too much trouble."
"Then you don’t like at all," little girl Song Nianhuan concluded decisively.
Ji Sifan felt his head ache slightly, especially when dealing with this little girl, his headache intensified.
After organizing his thoughts, he finally spoke, "Whether I like you now or not doesn’t matter; just rember, once you grow up a bit, I’ll surely like you."
Upon hearing this, Song Nianhuan’s face showed surprise, blurting out, "So you want to marry when I grow up, Uncle?"
—The character appearing five years later in the previous Chapter should have been Chu Munan, but I wrote Xi Mohan by mistake!
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