If only he were my dad. If only he were holding me. She thought enviously. *Zhou Linchuan carried Jiang Ruyi into the car and drove to a Western restaurant for dinner. After they had eaten their fill, they went shopping at the mall. Zhou Linchuan bought her several outfits and some sparkly hair clips. Midway through, they encountered a beautiful woman who tried to flirt with him, but he scared her off by calling Ruyi his “daughter.” Jiang Ruyi felt it was a pity; the woman had bright features and a hot body, clearly a beauty. Because of this little episode, when she got back in the car, she was still sighing, “Such a pretty woman, aren’t you tempted? Brother, you really lack taste!” Zhou Linchuan chuckled, “Yeah, yeah. I lack taste. But, little Ruyi, when it comes to matters of the heart, you’ll understand when you grow up.” “Understand what?” “In this world full of myriad charms, I only love one.” “Stupid!” she didn’t agree, pouting, “Brother, life is short, live for the moment!” Zhou Linchuan laughed again: “You’re still young, what do you know about life being short! You little imp!” He turned on the car’s music, playing a gentle and ethereal tune, and asked her, “Do you like it?” “It’s okay.” “Your mom composed it.” “Oh.” “Your mom is a talented woman.” “And then?” “Learn more from your mom.” After he said that, they hit a red light, he stopped the car, and while waiting for the green light, he ruffled her hair and asked with a smile, “Will our little Ruyi become a little talented girl in the future?” Jiang Ruyi shook her head, very seriously saying, “No. Being talented is too tiring. And it would attract many suitors. It’s very troublesome.” Her mom was too excellent, which brought so much trouble. First, there was the painter who lost his legs because of her, then Zhou Linchuan who remained single for life because of her, and her dad who fell from grace for her, and even that Lin Jing’an… The more she thought about it, the more terrifying it seemed. She was very self-assured: “I just need to be as pretty as my mom. Being pretty and talented, wouldn’t that leave no room for others to live?” Zhou Linchuan was shocked by her words: “Ruyi, are you being a bit narcissistic?” Not just narcissistic, but also smug. Jiang Ruyi chuckled, “Just kidding.” They arrived home in high spirits. Jiang Boyuan was already home, having heard from his sister that Zhou Linchuan was looking after his daughter. So, seeing them return, he thanked Zhou Linchuan: “Thank you for taking care of Ruyi.” Zhou Linchuan’s face was cold: “No need to thank me. Ruyi is my future daughter, it’s only right that I take care of her.” Jiang Boyuan: “…” He felt a bit guilty, feeling that he had less and less say in matters concerning his daughter. However, he didn’t show it on his face, and after bidding farewell to Zhou Linchuan, he chatted with his daughter: “What did you have for dinner with him?” Jiang Ruyi recalled, “Caviar, cream soup, steak, ice cream…” “Was it good?” “Yes.” “I’ll take you there another day.” “Okay.” They chatted as they went to take a bath. Jiang Qiuyue and her daughter hadn’t returned yet. Jiang Boyuan coaxed his daughter to sleep, then called his sister. No one answered, not even after several attempts. By 2 AM, still no answer, he started to feel uneasy. The author has something to say: Thank you for your support.
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