Cecilia didn't realize that Mr. Stark was not at home when she was informed by Jarvis that she was going to have dinner. It was said that he was going to attend a reception or something in the evening.

Cecilia expressed considerable regret about this. She was looking forward to having a meal with Mr. Stark or something.

However, this regret was quickly left behind by the little girl. I have to say that the dinner prepared by Jarvis was really delicious, and Cecilia expressed that she was very satisfied.

After dinner, when Cecilia was about to clear the table and wash the dishes, Jarvis said that she didn't need to do these tasks at all.

So Cecilia watched helplessly, the robot that came out of nowhere neatly cleaned up the tableware on the table, and then put them all into a cabinet in the kitchen.

"awesome."

Cecilia exclaimed again.

However, there are also doubts: "If you just put the plate in, don't you need to wash it?"

"Miss, I think you've misunderstood. It's not that the dishes haven't been cleaned. They're obviously being cleaned."

The butler is still diligent and diligent, and answered Cecilia's doubts in a timely manner.

While speaking, the previous robot had reappeared and opened the door of the cabinet.

So Cecilia saw the neat and clean dishes in the cabinet.

Cecilia was amazed by this.

So the little girl watched how Stark's kitchen was being cleaned in the kitchen, and it turned out that more than half an hour had passed since the little girl came out of the kitchen.

But Cecilia didn't feel bored at all, or should be said, thought it was very interesting.

Since Cecilia didn't have any activities at night, and Miss Potts had told her not to run around, the little girl went back to her room obediently.

Then, under the guidance of the butler, he turned on the TV with great interest and started... watching cartoons.

The next morning, Cecilia didn't get up until the sun came out, and when the dazed little girl went to the kitchen to get the breakfast that had been prepared for her under the guidance of the housekeeper, she happened to be in the living room Met Miss Potts.

"Good morning, Miss Potts." Cecilia greeted Miss Potts very happily.

Miss Potts seemed to have just come in, she nodded towards Cecilia: "Good morning, the results of the appraisal will not be available until tomorrow, I have prepared some clothes for you, you can change them later See if it fits."

To be honest, Cecilia's previous clothes were indeed a bit too 'plain', but for Miss Potts, it was Mr. Stark's money to buy the clothes anyway, and Mr. Stark would never care about it. Set of clothes for little girls.

Cecilia shook her head again and again: "Then how can it be, I eat and live here and don't do anything, how can I accept your things again? Besides, Miss Potts, you have already helped me a lot. "

"It's okay, these are my jobs, I'm just doing things for Mr. Stark."

Of course, for Miss Potts, these things were indeed business affairs.

"Even so, thank you."

Nodding, Miss Potts stopped correcting the question and asked, "I guess you haven't had breakfast yet?"

Seeing Cecilia nod, Miss Potts continued: "Then I still have work to go to Mr. Stark, goodbye."

Cecilia saw that she was still holding a lot of documents, so she must be very busy.

After sending Miss Potts off, Cecilia also changed into the clothes that Miss Potts sent over by the way.

To be honest, it fit well, at least a lot more than what Cecilia had worn before.

And a child of Cecilia's age obviously wouldn't be able to stay in the same place obediently all day, even if Cecilia was considered to be the kind that looked more obedient.

However, Mr. Stark's house is facing the beach reef, and the scenery is quite good, so Cecilia is going to go out to have a look.

Anyway, Miss Potts said in many places in the house that you can't go, but if you just go outside to enjoy the scenery, it should be fine.

However, Cecilia didn't expect to see Mr. Stark leaning against the railing as soon as she went out.

This is undoubtedly a surprise for Cecilia.

"That, that, hello, Mr. Stark."

Cecilia's voice pulled back Mr. Stark who didn't know what he was thinking: "Oh, it's you, the little girl from yesterday?"

Regarding Cecilia's arrangement, Miss Potts naturally told Stark.

Cecilia nodded: "Well, it's me."

After she confirmed in this way, she was carefully looked up and down by Mr. Stark, which made Cecilia a little at a loss.

"...Excuse me, is there something wrong with me?"

"No, nothing."

Stark responded almost immediately.

But his quick denial seemed unusual.

Of course it is unusual. In fact, although Miss Potts said that the results of the appraisal will not be available until tomorrow, but that is also a detailed analysis result, and Miss Potts has received the rough results this morning.

So, after the morning's routine signing, Miss Potts mentioned in a vague way that Cecilia might really be Stark's daughter.

Miss Potts has worked for Stark for many years. Of course Stark knows what kind of person his assistant is. Since she can raise it like this, the possibility that Cecilia is really his daughter is undoubtedly very high. Big one.

Faced with such a problem, even Stark, who has a genius-like brain, only felt confused for a while.

What was even more unexpected was that he just wanted to come out to blow some air and clear his mind by the way, but he ran into the little girl again.

And with a certain premise, Stark himself looked at the little girl and began to feel that this place looks like him, and there also looks like him.

...this is really not a good situation.

So, Tony Stark, for the first time in his life, didn't know what to do.

It's a pity that his reaction made Cecilia feel sad: "Is my presence bothering you?"

"Oh, it's really a little bit to say that." As soon as this sentence came out, Stark wanted to slap himself. Look, what did he say?

And when he saw the little girl bowing her head and looking sad, Stark felt even more self-blame, but he didn't mean that at all.

A child, this was something he had never thought of before, and he never even expected a child to appear in his life, but unfortunately, Cecilia just appeared.

He didn't hate Cecilia, he just didn't know how to get along with her at all.

"...I'm sorry, but I have no other choice. If you don't want me, then I really have nowhere to go."

Stark, who had been struggling for a long time, was completely defeated by the little girl's choked up tone: "No, I don't mean anything else, I mean, you make me a little confused about what to do."

If other people saw this Tony Playboy Stark who didn't know how to speak in front of the little girl, they probably couldn't believe it was the same person, right?

But this sentence successfully appeased Cecilia: "Really? I didn't make you feel annoying?"

"No, actually, not at all." Seeing that the little girl was getting better, Stark immediately prepared to change the subject: "Speaking of which, I don't even know how old you are this year."

"I am ten years old."

ten years old?So at least it was more than ten years ago. To be honest, for Stark, who can't remember the name of the female star he had a relationship with yesterday, it is really a thing to think of a certain woman ten years ago. Totally impossible.

However, now that the topic has been opened, Stark seems to be much more at ease.

"Where's your mother? Well, I mean, I wonder how you've been doing all these years?"

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