TSM Chapter 13

The door on the other side of the dining room opened, and everyone’s eyes focused on the person entering. His hair was graying, but his face had few wrinkles. He was a refined old man, accompanied by a little girl who looked about seven or eight years old. Her short, neatly cut hair barely reached her chin, and she held an SD doll, half her size, in her arms. Her round face had a cute and sweet smile.

“Miss Qián! How can you speak so venomously in front of a child?!” Old Mr. Huò frowned tightly, protecting Little Dié.

“I wonder what Mr. Huáng would like Little Dié to demonstrate?” Old Mr. Huò asked, puzzled, and thoughtfully lowered his head to signal Little Dié, seeming to respect her greatly.

Everyone craned their necks, trying to stand taller, struggling to see Little Dié, who was barely showing half her head. Little Dié was too thin, and the table was too high, making it difficult. Fortunately, the attentive Old Mr. Huò noticed everyone’s efforts, ruffled Little Dié’s hair, and picked her up, allowing her to stand on the chair, finally giving everyone an unobstructed view.

“I guess Little Dié likes the purple sapphire butterfly the most. She praised how beautiful it was when she mentioned it just now!” Zhèng Jiéshū said triumphantly, full of confidence.

“I don’t think so! Little Dié definitely likes the long-tailed swallowtail butterfly. Women like fragrant things, and little girls are no exception.” Sòng Zhèngkūn stroked his chin in a lifelike manner, completely certain.

“Perhaps… none of these species are what Little Dié has in mind!” Yǐn Yuè, who had remained silent, immersed in observation, finally showed his presence.

His words seemed unexpected. Little Dié stopped her movements, revealing her white teeth, and her thick eyelashes fluttered. Then, she jumped off the chair, startling everyone. They all reflexively reached out their hands, frozen in mid-air, watching as Little Dié took light steps towards Yǐn Yuè.

“Brother, I also want to adopt you.” Little Dié’s grape-like, round eyes stared unblinkingly into his eyes, her childish voice echoing through the silent dining room, a truly fake appearance.

Yǐn Yuè chuckled, his eyes crescent-shaped, and lowered his head slightly, trying to look her in the eye: “Little girl, you have a sweet tongue. Uncle just looks a bit young, but I’m actually almost 40.”

The others, seeing Little Dié actively talking to Yǐn Yuè, couldn’t help but feel jealous, and their faces looked unpleasant. Just then, Little Dié spoke again: “Little Dié doesn’t want to be adopted by you.”

Most of the people’s attention was on Little Dié, seemingly very satisfied with this genius little girl, determined to have her. Luó Xiàngyuǎn swallowed the food in his mouth, wiped his mouth, and said, “Old Mr. Huò, I wonder what the three of us need to do? Please tell us directly.”

It was evident that Luó Xiàngyuǎn had an impatient personality, with no bad intentions, but he was always the one to stick his neck out. People like this often suffer the most, easily swayed and the “idiots” that people love to exploit!

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