Fast forward to two and a half years old: The villain boss is obsessed with raising cubs

They were so fierce that they knocked Miaomiao down with one punch.

The whimpering kid wiped away his tears, completely forgetting that his fingers were not touched at all.

Anyway, the squeamish kid can't stand even the slightest bit of grievance.

"Why, why are you crying? Baby?"

Seeing the little guy crying and looking pitiful, the two instigators panicked and looked at each other helplessly.

The other researchers looked at the two men disapprovingly.

"You scared the baby."

"It's just that cubs are very fragile."

Most of the people here have no experience in getting along with cubs. Even if there are occasionally two older ones who have come into contact with cubs, over time, they have gradually forgotten how to get along with cubs.

Having had no cubs for decades, they regard the sudden appearance of cubs as some sort of fragile treasure, something that needs careful care and attention.

"What should I do?" Facing the condemning looks of everyone, Zhao Haoyang scratched his head and looked at Wang Weiwei for help.

Wang Weiwei was not angry: "You ask me, who should I ask?"

She was also worried that she had left a bad impression on the baby after the first meeting, and she didn't know if she would be successful in the future.

"Hurry up and coax you." Finally someone couldn't stand it anymore, squeezed away the two idiots, and took out the prepared rattle from his pocket to attract the cub's attention.

According to the merchant, this was once the cub's favorite toy, and I don't know if that's a lie.

Wen Rufeng bent down and gently played with the rattle with his slender fingers.

In the medical cabin, the thumping sound attracted the attention of the aggrieved little guy. The crying kid closed his mouth and rubbed his eyes. His eyes were unconsciously staring at the rattle in Wen Rufeng's hand, and his little hand reached towards the rattle.

But when she reached halfway, she was blocked by the glass of the medical cabin and couldn't get the toy she wanted so much. Miaomiao simply pressed her chubby face against the glass, squeezed it into a cute pie, winked and looked cute, her face full of cuteness. They all say they want it.

(???w??｀)

Intrigued by the cuteness of the little guy's reaction, Wen Rufeng chuckled and tapped the rattle on Miao Miao's forehead through the glass.

"Be good, I'll give it to you after the examination is over."

The voice is like gurgling water, pleasant to the ear.

The soundproofing of the medical cabin was very good. Miaomiao could only see the uncle holding the rattle move his mouth, but could not hear what he said specifically. However, this did not prevent the little boy from dancing and interacting with Wen Rufeng.

After about half an hour in the medical cabin, everyone felt relieved when all the results came out and it was confirmed that there was nothing wrong with Miaomiao.

After opening the medical cabin, Wen Rufeng, who was standing at the front, caught the cub that jumped into his arms.

The limp cub seemed to have no bones. Wen Rufeng carefully closed her arms, fearing that she would hurt the little one if she was too strong.

"for you."

Seeing the little guy staring straight at the rattle in his hand, Wen Rufeng knew the elegant meaning of the string song and stuffed the rattle into the cub's arms.

Holding the rattle, Miaomiao curiously imitated Wen Rufeng's actions just now and played with the rattle in her hand.

Hearing the thumping sound coming from the drum head, the little guy's eyes widened and he suddenly smiled.

Seeing that Miaomiao stopped crying, Zhao Haoyang rolled his eyes and quietly moved his feet towards Miaomiao.

"Baby, you like this? I have one too, look."

Silently leaning over, Zhao Haoyang presented the rattle that he had just temporarily asked the merchant to rush over to Miaomiao like a treasure.

Zhao Haoyang went to Xingwang to search for this when he saw that Miaomiao liked rattles.

It has to be said that Zhao Haoyang put a lot of thought into it. Although the time was tight, the rattle looked very exquisite, and it was obvious that it was not a waste of money.

Miaomiao looked away from her hands and looked up at Zhao Haoyang. She found that it was the bad guy who "beat" her just now. She raised her face and let out a groan. She twisted her head, only giving Zhao Haoyang a rounded back.

The little boy is very vengeful.

Zhao Haoyang was dumbfounded.

"Haha, my dear, although she is young, she holds a lot of grudges. Zhao Haoyang, you are finished."

Someone gloated about Zhao Haoyang's shoulder and laughed at him mercilessly.

Damn it, the cub hates it.

Zhao Haoyang looked at the rattle in his hand with a sad face, feeling extremely sad.

Amused by the cub's childish movements, Wen Rufeng gently held the little one's butt, patted Miaomiao's back, and coaxed in a soft voice: "Be good, don't be angry."

"It's Miaomiao!"

Finally, Miaomiao spoke her first sentence with a serious look on her face.

Wen Rufeng was startled.

The little guy thought Wen Rufeng didn't hear his words clearly and pointed at himself: "I, Miaomiao."

Not so obediently.

Wen Rufeng: "You mean, your name is Miaomiao?"

Miaomiao nodded with satisfaction: "Yes."

After hearing this, Wen Rufeng frowned and looked at everyone without a trace.

The cub has a name, which means that the little one was cared for in the past.

But who is that person? Why hide Miaomiao's existence? And why did you suddenly throw Miaomiao into the street?

Wen Rufeng couldn't figure it out.

His eyes moved slightly, and the gentle man asked softly: "Where are your parents, baby? Where do you live at home?"

If we could know who the person behind the scenes was, it might be helpful to our current predicament.

Miaomiao thought for two seconds, then shook her head.

Wen Rufeng was puzzled: "Miaomiao baby doesn't remember where mom and dad live?"

Miaomiao said seriously: "Miaomiao has no parents."

Miaomiao in this world uses her original body. Miaomiao in the orphanage has no parents and no home.

No parents?

"Then who takes care of you, baby?"

However, faced with Wen Rufeng's questioning, Miaomiao pursed her lips and stopped talking.

Because there is no way to explain it.

The little guy was very stubborn. Wen Rufeng didn't want to push too hard, so he had to put it aside for the time being, planning to slowly introduce Miaomiao's words later.

Apart from the issue of Miaomiao's origin, the most important thing now is how to decide where to go.

Before Wen Rufeng could finish her words, someone snatched her away: "Me! Go to my house! I bought a lot of parenting books, but I know how to take care of children."

Others were not to be outdone and rushed over.

"You know how to take care of children? Stop being ridiculous. With your virtues, you'd better go to my house. My grandma has taken care of me. She has experience. You can definitely take good care of Miaomiao if you go to my house."

"What do you mean?!"

Someone came out to smooth things over: "Don't make any noise, don't make any noise. You are all young people and you are too impetuous. It is better to leave this kind of thing to old people like us."

In the end, the purpose was finally exposed.

The two people who were quarreling turned their heads to look at the speaker warily, and both said, "Bah!"

None of them have good intentions.

Then they quickly got into a row. They completely lost their demeanor as a researcher and looked like an uncle or aunt trying to grab specials at a wet market.

Wen Rufeng's forehead twitched, he rubbed his eyebrows, and said in a low voice, "Everyone, be quiet!"

The usually gentle president suddenly turned cold and was still very intimidating to everyone.

Shutting up, a few people stood still.

"Stop arguing, Miaomiao will live with me."

Wen Rufeng announced the result directly.

Several people wailed, especially Zhao Haoyang who screamed the loudest.

Wen Rufeng glanced over, and Zhao Haoyang froze, his open mouth closed awkwardly, and he immediately became honest.

Because there are no cubs, the Breeding Association basically has nothing to do. Wen Rufeng's main job is not here, but in charge of federal court affairs.

It was getting late, and it was determined that there were no further tests. Wen Rufeng held Miaomiao in his arms, and Shi Shiran left under the envious eyes of the members headed by Zhao Haoyang.

Wen Rufeng took Miaomiao to a large flat-floor apartment where she usually lived. It was relatively close to the court and convenient for work.

Wen Rufeng's residence was completely opposite to the gentle and polite person he displayed on the outside. The decoration in the house was extremely simple, with only black, white and gray colors, making it look particularly deserted.

Wen Rufeng, who had never liked tedious things, opened the door and looked at the empty room. He lowered his eyes and stared at the cub who was looking around out of curiosity. For the first time, he felt that the room was a bit shabby.

At least it doesn't match the little fat kid in my arms at all.

"Uncle, Miaomiao is hungry."

Touching her belly, Miaomiao tugged on Wen Rufeng's sleeves and stared at him eagerly.

"Wait, I'll get ready."

Carefully placing Miaomiao on the sofa, Wen Rufeng turned around and went to the kitchen.

Recalling what was written in the book about what a three-year-old cub could eat, Wen Rufeng placed an order on StarNet.

In the interstellar era, online shopping has developed to an unprecedented level. As long as you are not across the state, the time between order placement and delivery is basically only ten minutes at most.

Sure enough, not long after, the doorbell rang.

Miaomiao, who was sitting on the sofa, heard the noise and slid down from the sofa. She ran to the door with her short legs, stepped on the small stool for changing shoes, and opened the door on tiptoe.

"Mr. Wen, your express delivery has arrived. Please sign for it."

The boy in work clothes held the box and finished speaking with a smile on his face, but found that it was empty in front of him.

?

what's the situation?

Slowly raising a question mark, the little brother felt as if something was tugging at the hem of his clothes. He lowered his head and met the cub's eyes.

!!!

this! yes! Varied! What! ! !

The little brother jumped back and kicked a step forward, pointed at Miaomiao with a trembling finger, and stammered: "Young, yo, cub, cub?!"

The young man who worked diligently had no time to watch the news, and he didn't know that a cub suddenly appeared in the Federation.

After barely regaining his composure, the younger brother looked around Miaomiao, his eyes almost shining.

Wen Rufeng heard the movement at the door, and when she walked to the door, she saw her brother staring at Miaomiao like a monkey.

"Are you Mr. Wen?"

The younger brother was still somewhat sane, remembering his own job, and asked Wen Rufeng.

"Yes."

Nodding, Wen Rufeng pursed her thin lips, stretched out her hand to pull Miaomiao behind her, took the box from the little brother, signed for the things, gave the receipt to the little brother, and then closed it under the little brother's hesitant and puzzled eyes. Come to your door.

"You can't open the door casually from now on, you know?"

Wen Rufeng warned Miaomiao carefully.

The boy who is just delivering goods today is fine. If someone with evil intentions wants to abduct the child in the future, the little guy will be unprepared if he continues to be so defenseless.

Miaomiao nodded perfunctorily, then stared curiously at the box in Wen Rufeng's hand.

No way, cubs are always curious about unknown things.

"What is it?"

Pulling on Wen Rufeng's sleeve, Miaomiao followed step by step, like a little follower.

Wen Rufeng went straight to the kitchen, "This is food prepared for you."

Children at this age can basically eat all the food. They just need to keep it light. However, Wen Rufeng still bought some milk powder for Miaomiao.

Because there have been no cubs for a long time, Xingwang does not produce milk powder specifically for young children, only milk powder for ordinary people.

But this is just for emergency use.

After making a large bowl of milk powder, Wen Rufeng took a small spoon for Miaomiao and fed the little guy one bite at a time until his belly was round.

I have to say that it is quite a sense of accomplishment to see the white and tender cubs with their mouths open and waiting for feeding.

After filling her stomach, Miaomiao pushed away the spoonful of milk sent by Wen Rufeng, holding her belly delicately and making a milky sound: "Miaomiao is full, don't eat anymore."

If you eat Miao Miao again, your stomach will explode.

The taste of feeding the cubs was good, and Wen Rufeng was still a little unfinished. When Miaomiao said she was full, a trace of regret flashed in Wen Rufeng's eyes.

"Let me see."

Kneading Miaomiao's belly with his big hands, weighing the little fat kid twice to make sure Miaomiao was really full, Wen Rufeng put down the spoon.

"Didi——" The light brain on the wrist flashed.

Wen Rufeng opened the optical brain and saw a message from Song Yuan.

Song Yuan: [How is the cub? 】

Wen Rufeng tapped her fingertips: "No problem, I just finished drinking milk." 】

After that, he took a photo of the little guy.

In the photo, the cub has a swollen belly and looks up at the camera with its fair and delicate face. Its eyes are clear and ignorant, and it seems that its whole body is exuding a soft and sweet fragrance.

On the other side of his head, Song Yuan stared at the adorable cub in the photo, his eyes softening unconsciously.

Remembering His Majesty's request just now, Song Yuan sent another message: [Your Majesty wants to see the cub, remember to take the little guy to the royal court tomorrow morning. 】

Wen Rufeng: [Okay, by the way, the little guy has a name, Miaomiao. 】

Song Yuan: [What was your name? 】

Wen Rufeng: [No, Miaomiao said it herself. 】

After seeing the reply, Song Yuan's expression changed, and he quickly understood the hidden message behind Wen Rufeng's words.

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When I went to bed at night, because there was no crib, I was worried about Miaomiao sleeping alone, so Wen Rufeng slept with Miaomiao in her arms.

Suddenly there was a warm glutinous rice dumpling in her arms, and Wen Rufeng was a little uncomfortable with it at first.

However, a certain heartless little guy didn't feel uncomfortable. He changed into a comfortable position in Wen Rufeng's arms and closed his eyes to sleep beautifully.

Wen Rufeng stared at the cub in her arms and unconsciously reached out to poke the cub's soft face.

"Well--"

Miaomiao closed her eyes and whined, burying her face in Wen Rufeng's arms.

Wen Rufeng raised her lips, tucked the cub in the quilt, and closed her eyes.

The next morning, after a dreamless night, Wen Rufeng got up and washed herself, and then woke up Miaomiao after breakfast was ready.

Today is the day to go to the royal court, so you can't be late.

The cub, who was sleeping so darkly, lay on the bed, whining and refusing to get up.