[Zhongyingmei] I'm the villain boss, okay?

After a small episode, Sophia picked her fingers helplessly for a while, and soon decided to forget those troublesome thoughts.

"Miss, let's go."

Although Jarvis knew that this matter was due to this kid who was not even taller than his waist, his tone was unavoidably less warm and loving.

Sophia pursed her lips, and took small steps to keep up with the pace of the housekeeper's grandpa.

Jarvis's brows and eyes softened slightly, he sighed silently in his heart, and held the child's little hand.

"It's my negligence. I didn't tell the lady that this place, like that small wooden door, is a place where no one else is allowed to enter." The butler silently felt the soft and delicate hands in his hands, and his heart seemed to melt, "I will guide you, Follow Mr. Stark to enter identity information and permissions."

Sophia nodded imperceptibly, and gave a soft "um", like a limp kitten, shaking her furry ears lightly.

Really, at such an age, the young master still can't see those crap things, so it's no fault of the children.Jarvis turned his back in an instant.

In this way, the two followed Tony Stark with an inexplicable expression from a distance, and came to the information desk at the entrance of the private space in silence.

"Administrator authentication: Tony Stark, pass! What would you like to drink? Coke or coffee?" A familiar and gentle female voice sounded slowly.

"Enter your identity." Stark didn't say a word of nonsense.

"The function of entering identity is turned on. Name:..."

"...Sophia." Sophia pretended to be calm under Stark's gaze.

"The name entry is completed...the pronunciation study is completed...the face study is completed...the pupil scanning is completed...please enter the identity authority by the administrator!"

"Guests. Access to the second bedroom is open. Access to the study room is open." Stark said lightly.

"Miss Sophia has been set as a 'guest'. The spaces open to you include: kitchen, living room, virtual reality game room, small banquet hall, and the second bedroom and study room that are separately set and open."

"Mr. Stark, the authority of the second bedroom is generally set to be open to people above the authority of 'close friends'. Are you sure to open the authority to 'guests'?"

"determine."

"Okay, the settings are complete. Welcome Miss Sophia on Monday, I wish you a happy day!"

The virtual blue light shrank back into the almost invisible pinhole. Stark glanced at the inexplicable housekeeper, looked at the girl whose expression had already been swept away from anxiety, and became curious and surprised, and said lightly: "The room housekeeper introduced Is it over? I'll take you to the study room and arrange the next class."

Sophia never expected that in another world, she would still be unable to escape the nightmare of studying.

The "elite class" Stark tailor-made courses for her covering seven major aspects including science and engineering, literature and history, art, sports, and etiquette, and strived to cultivate her into a little celebrity with integrity, good moral character, and comprehensive development.

Although Sophia has weird ideals and a small brain that is not very bright, but to be honest, she is an out-and-out good child.

Sophia listened to Ugafiel very much.If her mother is here, she will definitely listen to her mother very, very much.Moreover, if both parents are happy, there is no reason, and I am also inexplicably...... Will be very happy.

She has always been a straightforward child who follows her own ideas in everything. Since she is happy, she will do it.

After Sophia came to Stark's villa, she soon discovered that if the housekeeper grandpa was happy, she would get a delicious strawberry macaron; The warm embrace of breath.

Besides, both the subordinates and the butler grandpa looked silly, I always had to be considerate of them and coax them well.

At first, because of that unpleasant episode, the relationship between the three was a little awkward.But no matter how powerful Sophia was, she was just a little devil who had just emerged from her cocoon.After breaking away from the initial novelty and excitement, as time passed, she still felt a trace of unspeakable uneasiness and hesitation in an unfamiliar environment.

The stable and reassuring care of the two adults began to make Sophia rely on them unknowingly.

Stark was also surprised to find that this "Lord of Hell" Sophia, who had a rather chaotic first meeting impression, turned out to be... a little cute when she wasn't entangled in her ideal of becoming the world's biggest villain.

When he got away from the social gatherings and meetings and returned home with a suit of travel dust, the little girl with black hair and fluffy was always sitting on the sofa with a blank face like a kitten covered in thorns, staring straight at the door. Gou looked at him.

Sophia sighed: Hey, where did the subordinate go off today?Concerned about his safety every day, really makes the devil tired.

Monday's soft and cheerful voice sounded slowly, Stark hung his coat on the hook, pulled his tie, and let out a slow breath.

"Grandpa Jarvis made strawberry macarons today, and I left two for you." A crisp voice came from behind.

Stark raised his eyebrows: "Oh? It's really rare, why didn't you eat all of them?"

"stomachache."

"......What's wrong?"

Stark frowned slightly and looked at the girl.

"The doctor said it was due to eating too much sweets and indigestion." Sophia was sullen.

"...Where's Jarvis?"

Stark was a little helpless.I told him not to pamper the child too much, and he scolded him, saying that he was hard-hearted and sorry for the ancestors-he couldn't figure it out, this child and the ancestors of the Stark family What does it matter?

"Facing the wall." Sophia pouted and kicked her short legs.

"...All right. I don't feel well today, so I don't need to do my homework. Let me talk to the teacher and ask for leave for tomorrow's class. Tomorrow is..."

"Oil painting class."

"...Well, yes, oil painting class. I'm going to talk to the oil painting teacher, Mr. Coase, is it? Or Mr. Gus?"

"Mr. Scott." Sophia looked at Stark.

"Yes, I'm going to ask for leave with Mr. Scoo."

"The housekeeper's grandfather has asked for leave."

"......Well."

Stark suddenly didn't know what else to say, paused, walked to the dining table, looked at a table of meals that were not exquisite, but were still steaming - still couldn't think of what to say.

"Are you happy today?" Sophia tilted her head.

Stark took a long breath, stretched his brows, and slowly opened his arms.

Sophia rushed happily into Stark's arms in an instant, shaking her little head and rubbing, bouncing around affectionately like a small animal.

The two formed a weird tacit understanding at some point, and Sophia stubbornly felt that as long as Stark was happy, she could get a hug.Stark didn't know why, but he was cooperating with her.

Sophia likes Stark's embrace very much, it is always warm, like that big shiny rock.

Honestly, if Stark knew that was the reason... well, he didn't.

"Okay, let's go find your grandfather Jarvis, have you taken your medicine?"

Stark silently enjoyed the soft embrace for a while, and patted the little girl's head as if nothing had happened.

"It's eaten." Sophia didn't respond, she let go of her little arm, and took Stark's hand and ran to the next room.

When Stark entered, he was shocked by the scene in front of him.

"...Jarvis, what are you doing?" Stark felt a little pain in his forehead.

Sophia looked calm, as if to say: I said earlier, the housekeeper grandpa is facing the wall.

Jarvis slowly turned around from a white wall, looking at Stark expressionlessly.

"I'm facing the wall."