The little girl's white and tender hands rested on his knees.
The soft and milky little body leaned forward slightly.
Looking up at her beautiful little face, her big black and clear eyes were bright and dazzling.
She stretched out two fingers solemnly, and said proudly to the expressionless Lu Junhan:
"You can earn two hundred yuan an hour! At that time, Dad, you can buy a lot of candy for Lili!"
"..."
Song Qingwan's scalp exploded instantly.
This little chubby girl really dared to speak, and she really dared to repeatedly kill that brat.
She hurriedly said, "You brat..."
But before he finished speaking, the handsome and indifferent man gave him a cold look and forced him to go back to the remaining words.
It's over.
This brat is probably really annoyed.
"See that wall over there?"
Lu Junhan turned his head sideways, his eyes fell on the corner next to the TV cabinet, his indifferent voice had no warmth.
He gently rubbed his wrist, patted the little girl's head gently, and then smiled coldly:
"Hey, stand over by yourself! Otherwise, I promise you will have a very, very complete childhood!"
The little girl saw that he didn't want to dig coal, and she felt aggrieved immediately.
With a small body lying on his lap, tears came as soon as he said it, mist appeared in his eyes, and the little milk voice choked up and said:
"Father, you are bad! You don't want to make a lot of money, and you don't want to buy candy for Lili! You, you don't like people at all—"
Lu Jun was as cold as ice.
Seeing this, the assistant next to him felt bad!
He had a premonition that if he stayed here any longer, he might be silenced.
But just after taking a step, he heard his arrogant, strong and domineering President Lu say in a very impatient and irritable cold tone:
"I have to fucking dig coal to like you? Can't I just sell fish?"
assistant:"… "
Song Qingwan: "..."
The old man: "..."
This is really using the most ruthless tone and saying the most embarrassing words.
Sure enough, this woman... oh no, this girl is to a man.
Tears are the greatest weapon.
The little girl raised her misty tearful eyes, choked with sobs like a poor kitten.
Tears kept falling down one by one, crying so sadly.
Her face was covered with tears, and the little milk voice had a strong crying voice:
"But, but digging coal to make money, Lili wants Dad to make more money..."
No one thinks too much money.
Obviously, the three-year-old girl also understands this truth very well.
Lu Junhan endured the blue veins on his forehead, took a deep breath, and said coldly:
"I make money like selling fish."
Song Qingwan: "..."
In fact, she really wanted to know, how did this stinky brat say such shameful words like I make money selling fish without changing his face.
Just thinking about the scene where Lu Junhan, a brat with a cold face, stood in the vegetable market, killing and selling fish to others...
Forget it, there are some things that you can't think too much about.
Otherwise, if you're too scared to sleep at night, you're screwed!
"You lied!" The little girl complained with tears in her eyes, crying even harder, tears streaming down:
"You, you can only afford ten Tangtangs by selling fish. There are a lot of Tangtangs in Brother Yiming's house, so mining coal is the only way to make money..."
To put it bluntly, the sugar was not given in place at the beginning.
If at the beginning, I randomly threw four or five large bags of candy to the little girl, there is no guarantee that this would not happen today.