Lose 100 million today

But with milk to drink, the little boy quickly put all this behind him.

There's nothing that drinking milk can't fix.

If so, then two bottles!

It took Chuzheng most of the day to figure out the pattern of this little kid's crying.

Or hungry.

Or need to pee.

Or just boring.

Chuzheng is a person who can't even be bothered to coax a good person. It is impossible to coax a brat.

So the little cub could only cry by himself.

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Because he was worried that Chuzheng wouldn't be able to take care of his little one, Yingzhao didn't dare to delay and rushed home after get off work.

The elevator has been stopped, so you should take the stairs.

Glancing towards the elevator, I saw that someone was moving things, and they were moving them towards Chu Zheng.

Should be: "..."

What is she doing again.

Ying Zhao walked to the door and saw Chu Zheng coming out pushing a stroller.

The stroller is not his, it looks a bit high-end.

"You're back?" Chuzheng greeted him skillfully.

"...Hmm. What is this for?"

"Get him something." Chuzheng pointed at the little kid and made a fool of himself.

"..."

Chuzheng came back after buying a lot of things and changed all the tables and chairs in the living room.

The floor was covered with thick blankets and a fence was installed around it.

Ying Zhao had so many things going on that he didn't know where to start.

Chuzheng asked him: "Have you eaten?"

"without……"

"Then let's go eat." Chuzheng returned the child to him: "Make it yourself."

[The little kid is so annoying, just for the sake of...I endure it! ]

Should be: "..."

There was an inexplicable silence in the middle, and he didn't hear it clearly.

In a daze, Ying Zhao pushed Xiaozai and Chuzheng downstairs and walked out of the apartment door. Only then did Ying Zhao find that Xiaozai was holding something in his hand.

It looks a bit like a rabbit made of porcelain.

A thread was tied to the little boy's clothes.

Ying Zhao picked it up and looked at it. He didn't see anything special about it, so he put it back.

"Did he cry today?" He was always on tenterhooks this day.

"No." Chuzheng said with a serious expression, "Don't worry."

[Dare to cry and beat him! ]

Should be: "..."

Ying Zhao looked at Chu Zheng silently, he couldn't feel relieved now.

However, Ying Zhao could also tell that the little boy was clean and energetic, so he must have been well taken care of.

The place to eat was decided by Chu Zheng. When he entered the store, the clerk saw the baby and liked it.

"Our baby is so cute."

"No……"

Chuzheng nodded rudely, said a cool 'hmm', and suppressed what Ying Zhao wanted to explain.

Ying Zhao tightened her grip on the stroller, silently saying in her heart that this is not our baby.

The clerk smiled and said: "Can we arrange a position where we can better take care of the baby?"

"Um."

The clerk helped place the little boy, and Chu Zheng and Ying Zhao sat down.

"Order what you want to eat." Chuzheng handed the menu to Ying Zhao.

Ying Zhao originally wanted to treat him...but when he saw the prices on the menu, he fell silent.

He couldn't afford this.

"Let's order." Ying Zhao didn't want to make a fool of himself, so he pushed the menu back and said, "I can do anything."

Chuzheng said "Oh" and quickly ordered a few dishes.

Ying Zhao found that these dishes were all his favorites.

Ying Zhao didn't know if it was a coincidence or some other reason, and he didn't dare to ask. He could only think about it in his heart.

"One more dessert." Chuzheng closed the menu: "These are the first."

"OK."

The food was served very quickly. During the meal, Chuzheng just casually asked him how his work was today and whether he was tired.

The homely attitude of these words made Ying Zhao feel more and more in a trance.

They seem to be really a family of three...

He raised his head and looked at the opposite side. The girl was not eating fast and behaved gracefully.

Chuzheng placed the last dessert at Yingzhao's hand.

Ying Zhao was slightly stunned: "Don't want to eat?"

He thought she ordered it for him.

Chuzheng shook her head: "Don't you like it? I gave it to you."

Ying Zhao felt an inexplicable soreness in his heart.

Ying Zhao has been living alone since he was almost a teenager, and he needs to take care of himself.

No one will care whether he eats well, wears warm clothes, and no one will take care of him...

"Don't you want to eat?" Chu Zheng asked when Ying Zhao didn't move.

"No." Ying Zhao regained consciousness, picked up a small fork and started eating the dessert.

There was a layer of jam on the dessert, which was sour and sweet. It made his whole heart sour after eating it.

Chuzheng asked him to eat slowly, and she got up and went to the bathroom.

Ying Zhao waited for her to leave, then turned to look at the little boy.

The little cub is very well-behaved right now, playing with the little rabbit back and forth with his chubby fingers.

Click——

The little kid pulled the thread off his clothes. He couldn't hold it firmly with his little hands and the thing fell directly to the floor.

Ying Zhao bent down to pick it up, but someone beat him to it.

The other party was a middle-aged man, holding the thing and looking back and forth with an excited expression.

Ying Zhao was confused: "Okay, this..."

Middle-aged man: "Is this true?"

Ying Zhao shook his head: "No, it belongs to... a friend."

The middle-aged man didn't seem to hear what Ying Zhao said, and asked himself: "Sell it? I can offer this price."

The middle-aged man stretched out his hand to make a gesture, but Ying Zhao didn't understand it at all.

When Chuzheng came back, she happened to see Ying Zhao communicating with a man in a daze.

She listened vaguely and probably knew what was going on.

"What about the price?"

Chuzheng took the little rabbit back from the man's hand and gave it to the little boy again: "I won't sell it."

The middle-aged man was shocked and stretched out his hands to protect him, fearing that the little boy would drop something again.

This horse is an antique! !

How could he be treated so rudely and let a doll hold it! !

crazy!

"Girl, is this the real thing?"

"I gave it to him." Chuzheng pointed at the little boy: "It's his now."

Middle-aged man: "..."

The middle-aged man refused to give up, so Chu Zheng asked him to ask the little boy if he would give it to him.

The little cub obviously liked his new toy and didn't want to give it to him, so he pulled it tightly.

The middle-aged man tried his best to coax the little cub to let go.

In the end, he could only return to his position reluctantly.

"Is this thing worth a million?" Ying Zhao found his voice at this time and asked Chuzheng uncertainly.

That's the price the person just offered.

He thought it was just an ordinary small porcelain toy from a roadside stall, the kind that costs one dollar for three.

"Absolutely." Chuzheng said perfunctorily: "Have you eaten yet?"

Should be: "..."

How can he still eat!

Ying Zhao quickly took the things back from Zaizi's hands and returned them to Chu Zheng.

"This thing is too valuable, keep it away." If it breaks, it costs one million, so how can you afford to pay for it?

How could she just give it to a child to play with?

The little boy raised his head and stretched out his hands to want it.

Chuzheng stuffed it into the little Zaizi again: "I gave it to him... What I gave him, it doesn't matter, so mind your own business."

The corner of Ying Zhao's mouth twitched: "I am his father." Of course he has the right to control it!

"Then I'll be his mother."

[This little brat is cheap! ]

Should be: "..."