My villain cub is the protagonist [Quick Transmigration]

While I was packing my luggage for a business trip, I suddenly heard familiar footsteps.

Ling Ling is used to wearing plush slippers at home, and they make a lot of noise when walking. When she comes to find her father, she doesn't like to knock on the door, so she just pushes the door open.

"You haven't slept yet?"

"Yes, Dad, let me give you this thing."

Lingling brought over the pink piggy doll that he usually likes to sleep with, and picked a good place in Dad's unclosed suitcase.

"Dad, will you take me to school tomorrow morning?"

"of course."

Xianyu put down the half-packed luggage, carried Ling Ling back to his own room, saw him lying on the bed covered with a quilt, holding a storybook in his left hand, and patted him gently with his right.

A table lamp beside the bed glowed with a faint light, and the child who was staring at his father curiously began to breathe evenly.

After Xian Yu finished telling a story, he gently placed the story book on the bedside, and stretched out his hand to help Ling Ling tuck the quilt.

He didn't think Lingling liked listening to stories very much, especially before going to bed, but Lingling probably liked watching him sleep, and used storytelling as an excuse.

When Xian Yu left Ling Ling's room, the old man just came back from having dinner outside.

"Dad, I'm going on a business trip abroad tomorrow, and it will take about a week."

"Are you ready with Lingling?"

"Well, he has already agreed."

"That's fine."

On the second day, Xianyu seldom wanted to cook by himself. The alarm clock was set three times from six o'clock, and after struggling to get up, he went to the kitchen.

After ruining two eggs, he had to stop, realizing that apart from making carrot porridge, he had no talent at all in cooking.

The charred eggs were dumped into the trash as the chef watched.

Turning to the cooking counter on the other side, I washed some fruits and put them in the juicer, and made a glass of juice that looked pretty good.

It was Ling Ling who had been waking him up before, so it was rare for Xianyu to take the initiative to open the door of his bedroom.

Ling Ling, who had a very obedient posture before going to bed, now when he walked over to look at it, the quilt was wrapped up in a ball by him for some reason. He slept in a very bold and unrestrained posture, with his head raised high, and his hair was messed up like a chicken coop.

The curtains in the bedroom have a good blackout effect. Now it is bright outside, but the inside is still a bit dark.

Xianyu walked to the side of the bed, stretched out his hand and gently pushed Lingling's shoulder.

"Wake up."

Ling Ling, who was forced to turn it on for the first time, rubbed her sleepy eyes with her hands, sat up subconsciously, and stared at her father for a while.

The next second, he lay back down again, wrapped up the quilt, and muttered indistinctly: "Seeing Dad get up, he must be still dreaming."

"Get up quickly, breakfast is ready, little lazy pig."

"hold head high?"

The voice had a sense of reality, which made Lingling a little puzzled, and opened his eyes again.

"Wow, Dad, why did you get up so early."

"I'm going to take you to school today, the plane in the morning."

Usually Ling Ling who is completely awakened in summer does not miss the warm bed, and takes the initiative to lift the quilt and get out of bed.

Summer clothes are relatively light and easy to wear, and Ling Ling doesn't need other people's help.

Putting on the uniform jacket issued by the kindergarten, I walked to the full-length mirror in the cloakroom and looked at it, tidying up the places that I didn't wear well.

Xianyu just stood there, waited for him to wash up, ran over and took his hand and walked out.

The business trip was said to be a week, but in fact it only took five days to finish the negotiation. The partner wanted to keep him for one more day. Apart from work, we could relax together, play golf or swim, and exchange feelings.

"No, I have something to do when I go back. My son is still waiting for me at home."

"Oh? I haven't heard about your marriage before."

Xianyu smiled politely at him, did not shy away, and replied directly: "Yes, already divorced."

Since Xianyu didn't want to stay in this place for too long, the partner didn't want to keep him any longer, so he sent him to the airport in person.

Xianyu, who arrived home early, took a bath at home and changed his clothes. After checking the time, he planned to pick up Lingling from school.

When he reached the door just now, the old man stopped him.

"Lingling seems to have encountered something recently, and she is not very happy."

Every time when he asked about it, Lingling was unwilling to say anything.

"Then I'll ask later."

At the gate of the kindergarten, when Xianyu picked up Ling Ling, he obviously came back early, but unexpectedly, he didn't see much joy on his face.

"Lingling?"

"dad."

Ling Ling stretched out her hand towards her father, hugging his father's neck.

After getting in the car, he sat there staring at his father with complicated eyes, thinking for a long time but couldn't figure it out.

"Is there anything you want to say to Dad?"

Xian Yu handed him the gift he brought back, because Ling Ling's abnormality is too obvious now, and he wants Ling Ling to confess to him what the problem is, so his attitude is very gentle.

"Nothing."

"Then Lingling is willing to tell Dad, why are you unhappy?"

"I'm not unhappy."

After Lingling finished speaking, she smiled at her father.

"hey-hey."

"But Dad thinks you are very unhappy now, and your smile is fake."

If it was normal, when he heard that his father disliked his fake smile, even if Ling Ling just wanted to show off, he would definitely get angry with his father.

But today, he was only silent for a while, and replied in a somewhat tangled voice: "But Dad, I always feel that I can't tell you this."

"If you don't tell Dad, how do you know if you can tell Dad?"

It is easy for Xianyu to turn something that Lingling himself struggled with into something that the two of them need to face together.

Ling Ling, who has a small brain, didn't notice anything wrong, but after serious thinking, she nodded affirmatively.

"Yes, I don't know if I can tell my father."

The exchanges along the way, just arrived home when Ling Ling finally compromised.

The old man was making tea in the small pavilion in the yard. The fragrance of tea and flowers mixed together, which made Ling Ling relax involuntarily.

He walked over with a small schoolbag on his back and sat down opposite Grandpa.

Xianyu followed closely behind, helped him take off his schoolbag and put it aside, rubbed his hairy head and asked: "Just now grandpa is here, you are not sure if you can tell dad about it, why don't you ask grandpa to help you Judgment, okay?"

"Ah."

The old man pushed the freshly brewed tea in front of his little grandson. Usually Ling Ling disliked his bitterness, but today he was afraid that he would forget what he wanted to say when he went home to get the juice, so he took it up and took a sip to moisten his throat.

"Grandpa, I knew a kid in kindergarten, she told me..."

"If Dad loved me, he wouldn't divorce Mom. If Mom loved me, then she wouldn't want me. If Grandpa loved me, then he shouldn't have left me without Mom."

When Ling Ling said these words, a system prompt sounded in Xianyu's mind.

"D-Host, please pay attention, the heroine in this world has appeared."

After the old man listened to what Ling Ling said, his smiling face turned cold in an instant.

"I think if I asked Dad, Dad would be very unhappy."

Ling Ling lay there muttering softly, finished what she remembered, and noticed Grandpa's face, and suddenly began to regret it.

In fact, his little brain is enough sometimes. For example, in this matter, he really can't tell his father and grandpa, and they will be unhappy if he does.

When the old man was angry with a cold face, Xianyu quickly adjusted himself.

Clutching Ling Ling's hand in his palm, the smile on the corner of his lips became more gentle after noticing the sweat from his palm.

"First of all, Lingling was able to take the initiative to tell grandpa and father that we were very happy after encountering such a thing, which shows that Lingling trusts us very much."

"Then, is Ling Ling willing to believe what the kid said, or would she believe in grandpa and father?"

The cub, who was a little flustered at first, gradually calmed down under the comfort of his father's gentle voice, and replied directly without thinking: "I believe in father and grandpa!"

When Xianyu learned about the mission background in this world, he knew that such a day would come sooner or later, but he didn't expect it to be so soon.

It's not bad to just tell yourself at this age, but when you grow up and know a lot, even if you are his father, Ling Ling may not be willing to communicate with you without reservation.

"Grandpa and Dad love you or not, not through other people's mouths, but for Lingling to feel. Do you think we love you?"

Ling Ling lay there thinking hard, and from time to time, she would stare at her father and grandpa.

Grandpa must love him. When he was ignorant, he pulled grandpa's beard, but grandpa didn't even get angry with him.

Dad... Dad must also love him now, super super love him.

Xianyu added some more tea to Lingling's cup after drinking tea, and put it in front of him.

"Can other people see whether the tea is hot or cold? But Lingling can tell after drinking it."

After Lingling took a sip, she suddenly felt that the remaining question was not that important.

When he saw the worried and concerned eyes of his grandfather and father, he just felt that he was the most disobedient child in the world.

Dad and grandpa love him very much, but I still have doubts. If Dad blames me for not loving him enough, then he will definitely be so angry that he ignores Dad for a whole day.

Just at this time the nanny brought up the cut fruits, Lingling didn't go to get the cut oranges, but took an uneaten one that was on the table after washing her hands.

She was peeling an orange with her hands, but she was justifying her previous behavior with her mouth.

"I don't want to play with that kid again, she's so annoying."

"It's Lingling's freedom to choose who to be friends with. I believe you have the ability to distinguish."

Dad's words made Ling Ling stunned, and after recovering, she leaned on her father's body and laughed.

Compared with the superficial smile she pretended to be before, she looks much cuter now.