Because Jun Qingng didn’t let him investigate, he hadn’t dared to, afraid his daughter would do sothing irrational.
Jun Xinghe had already made up his mind.
When the ti ca, he would make sure this "Xiao Huangmao" got a taste of what it felt like to be crushed by power.
It didn’t matter if his daughter tried to protect him.
’So, you want to marry my daughter? Fine!’
’Do you have three properties in Jing City?’
’Have your last three generations been "red"? And they have to be *very* red, or don’t even bother talking to .’
’As for the bride price, I won’t ask for much. A casual five or six hundred million should do.’
’That’s not a problem, is it?’
His daughter ca from a prestigious family, and she’s so beautiful and lovely. Making a few tiny demands wasn’t asking too much, was it?
Jun Xinghe was still deeply displeased.
’If only his son-in-law were Jiang Liu.’
’Forget a bride price—with that silly daughter of his, he’d even be willing to pay a dowry.’
...
Jiang Liu was drying Tongtong off.
"Hee hee hee, my armpits are so ticklish."
"Don’t move, or you can dry yourself!"
Tongtong obediently stood still.
"Baba?"
"What is it now?"
"I missed you."
"I’m right here in front of you. What’s there to miss?"
Jiang Liu was speechless.
"Co on, let’s go out and I’ll dry your hair. You have to rember from now on, you can’t go to sleep with wet hair after a bath."
Tongtong blinked her big eyes. "Why?"
"Your head will get water in it, get it?"
"Tongtong isn’t worried, hehe, because Baba, you’ll dry it for ."
’She would always be with her baba, so couldn’t he just dry her hair for her every ti?’
"You really are a clever little imp."
"I know, right?"
Jiang Liu brought over a small stool and had Tongtong sit on it.
Tongtong enjoyed the feeling of Jiang Liu blow-drying her hair, her little legs kicking back and forth happily.
Once her hair was dry, Jiang Liu carried Tongtong back to the bedroom.
The two of them snuggled into the nice-slling duvet, lying close together.
Tongtong said casually, "Baba, the bed is so big. It feels so empty with just the two of us."
"What are you trying to say?"
Jiang Liu glanced sideways at his daughter while scrolling through Douyin.
Tongtong sighed and said, "It would be great if Qingng’s Mother could sleep with us."
As she spoke, Tongtong burrowed under the covers, squirming out of Jiang Liu’s embrace.
She said pitifully, "Baba, you can flick , but this little cutie still has to beg you, can you please let Qingng’s Mother sleep with us?"
Jiang Liu put down his phone, cupped Tongtong’s soft little face, and explained seriously, "You can’t just be casual about things like this, you know? But, if your Teacher Qingng doesn’t mind, maybe we’ll all be able to sleep together soon."
"Mhm! Okay."
"Baba, let’s play the kissing ga, okay?"
"How do you play?"
"I kiss you once, you kiss twice, then I kiss you four tis. We’ll kiss for ten minutes, and then can we play ’Build a House’ for a while?"
"Deal."
Jiang Liu felt a headache coming on.
Having such a clingy daughter was exhausting for a dad.
After a while of kissing, Jiang Liu, his face covered in slobber, played so "Minecraft" with Tongtong.
They had already mined iron today, so he crafted an iron hoe for Tongtong, along with an iron helt for protection.
Tongtong had upgraded their dirt house to a two-story building and even made three beds.
Jiang Liu gently patted the back of a sleeping Tongtong.
He replied to the ssages from his girlfriend.
Jun Qingng: "I just finished my shower. I sll nice~ (smug shiba emoji)"
Jun Qingng: "Where’s my daughter?"
Jiang Liu: "She’s off in dreamland. Aren’t you going to go find her?"
Jun Qingng: "(sweatdrop emoji) She must be tired today, too. I’m feeling a little down... I miss you."
Jun Qingng: "I kissed you... you aren’t mad, are you? I really like you. Do you want to be with forever?"
Jiang Liu replied: "No, don’t overthink it. Get so sleep."
"Barring any surprises, I want to be with you too."
A faint smile from Jun Qingng was reflected on the screen.
She felt like Jiang Liu was all she had now, which made her feel very insecure.
She was afraid of losing this hard-won love.
She was a romantic at heart and only wanted to be with the person she loved forever.
Jun Qingng replied: "I won’t overthink it. Jiang Liu, promise one thing. If there’s ever anything about that makes you unhappy, you have to tell . I don’t want you to keep it to yourself."
Jiang Liu: "I’m not that demanding. As long as we’re happy together, that’s all that matters."
A happy smile blossod on Jun Qingng’s fair, beautiful face.
Her full, lovely lips curved into a captivating smile.
In the eyes of others, she might be an unattainable goddess.
But in front of Jiang Liu, Jun Qingng just wanted to be his sweet girlfriend.
And the frosty expression brought on by Jun Xinghe had now completely lted away, replaced by a gentle, smiling warmth in her eyes.
Jun Qingng: "Jiang Liu, good night. I’ll love you forever."
Jun Qingng: "Can we kiss again tomorrow? I like your taste."
Jiang Liu was working in the kitchen.
His phone was propped up.
He wiped his hands and replied, "If you don’t mind, I have no objection."
"By the way, your lips are very sweet and soft. I like your taste, too."
Jun Qingng’s heart quickened. She wasn’t the least bit sleepy anymore.
"Then let’s keep kissing tomorrow."
Jiang Liu: "Okay. Go to sleep."
Jun Qingng: "Good night. See you in my dreams. I’m going to take you and Tongtong on a trip around the world."
Jiang Liu: "Okay."
Jun Qingng put down her phone and, pretending her stuffed doll was Jiang Liu, hugged it to her chest under the covers.
A mont later, she was fast asleep.
After Jiang Liu finished all his work, he checked his "backend."
His Praise Points had already reached 200,000.
After a week of observation, Jiang Liu discovered that Praise Points increased sharply with new custors, but the growth seed to be much lower for returning custors.
’I wonder when the next dish will be unlocked.’
’What cos after Purple-tier...’
Jiang Liu returned to the bedroom, held Tongtong close, and fell asleep.
「The next day.」
The sun had not yet risen.
Jiang Liu opened his eyes to the sll of stinky, milky feet. He looked down.
His daughter was sprawled upside down on top of him, with both her feet planted on his nose and mouth.
Jiang Liu patted his daughter’s bottom. "Ti to get up. Let’s go wash up."
"Carry , Baba."
Hearing that they were going to wash up, Tongtong imdiately sat up and fumbled for her clothes.
Jiang Liu helped his little airhead Tongtong put on her undershirt and panties.
The two of them went to the bathroom to wash up.
Once they were ready, Jiang Liu, dressed in sweatpants and a black short-sleeved shirt, pulled his small cart out the door.
Just as they were leaving, they ran into Jun Qingng, who was facing a small mirror and putting in a hair clip.
Hearing the noise, Jun Qingng turned to greet them while still fixing her hair clip:
"Good morning, Jiang Liu! I dread about you last night, you know."
She was dressed very elegantly today.
She wore a knee-length, off-white skirt with a tight-fitting black short-sleeved top and brown high heels.
Her smooth, black hair tumbled casually over her chest.
"Mm, good morning, Qingng."
"Mommy! Tongtong missed you!"
Tongtong couldn’t wait, lunging for Jun Qingng’s legs and hugging her fair, shapely thighs, rubbing her face against them.
Jun Qingng blushed, pressing down on Tongtong’s head to stop the little imp from fidgeting.
"Hey, Mommy, my panties are blue too!" Tongtong exclaid in surprise.
Jun Qingng: !!!
Jiang Liu pretended he hadn’t heard and pressed the elevator button. "Let’s get going. You two can chat in the cart."
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