[Ancient Martial System: Stop drooling, everyone is watching you, show your Little Heroine spirit!]
[Gu Miaomiao: I’m not a heroine, I’m just a little kid]
[Ancient Martial System: ...]
Using her identity as a child, Tuanzi confidently asked her friends about the ice creams on cara.
As soon as she brought it up, everyone had sothing to say.
"There’s a new shop opened on the street to the right of the neighborhood entrance. Wow, the stuff they sell is so delicious—croissants, mousse, red bean taro balls, shaved ice, and recently they introduced various flavors of ice cream... slurp!"
The first girl to reply couldn’t help but slurp a little.
She touched her face worriedly, "I’ve saved up a lot of pocket money, but my mom says I have to be in the top three of my class to buy it. Last ti I was fourth, just a little bit more, and I could have bought their ice cream!"
Tuanzi encouraged her, "You’ll definitely make it to the top three in your next exam!"
Another little boy said proudly, "Hehe, I secretly asked my grandma to buy it for last week. My parents don’t even know! Wow, their mango ice cream is so good, it’s basically their signature. But the shop is so small, and they have few staff, so you have to wait in line for a long ti."
The other kids who had tried it nodded in agreent.
"Yes, yes, it’s delicious, but you have to queue, and the owner is really handso, very young. Most of the mousse and ice cream are made by him!"
"Ah, when can I go and eat it again? You have to eat ice cream in the sumr!"
"I want to go too, but my parents won’t let eat cold stuff, boo hoo hoo!"
Jealousy overflowed from Tuanzi’s big eyes.
She suddenly rembered that Wen Li had ntioned a delicious dessert shop nearby; could it be this one?
Since her cousin was willing to ntion it, would he be willing to collude... no, help cover for her?
The little girl glanced back at the cara and then pretended nothing was wrong as she found Tantai Yi and the director.
"Haha, Miaomiao has found a breakthrough!"
She blah-blah’ed on, proudly straightening her little back all the while, and kept giving eye signals to the two adults.
The white-haired, gold-eyed man tilted his head, then quickly turned back, "Miaomiao is really impressive."
"Mm-hmm!" Just one simple complint was enough to make Tuanzi smile with contentnt.
Director Ming didn’t have ti to praise her—he was full of disbelief.
"We thought about this thod too, but we only managed to convince an old lady on the seventh floor. Initially, we wanted to observe from the sixth floor, but Mr. Qin turned us down!"
"Huh?"
Tuanzi scratched her head, "Mr. Qin refused? But Miaomiao just said a few words, and he agreed. Are we talking about the sa grandpa?"
Director Ming was also puzzled and led the little guest to find Mr. Qin.
Mr. Qin looked at him with disdain.
"Why is it you again?"
The tearful director clutched his chest, "Old man, do you dislike this much?"
Mr. Qin nodded sincerely, "Every ti you co, you cry and cry, oh dear, my eyes—why must they endure such torture?"
The director was instantly petrified.
Tuanzi curiously poked him.
[Hahaha]
[Actually, I’d like to see the director cry for real. Director, could you cry for us?]
[No way, if the director shaves his beard, I could see him cry. It’s strange, though, how does he have such a thick beard but so little hair?]
At lunchti, the guests gathered again to share the clues they had discovered.
Qiu Yu took the lead in summarizing, "So, more than half of the people in the community know about this, but no one has been in those two rooms to take a look, nor has anyone seen anyone coming out of those two rooms."
"And no one called the police, the hoowner’s relatives have been so busy they haven’t co to settle the rumor," Zuo Jingxin scratched his head, "It’s so strange!"
His daughter was always looking up at him and, seeing him scratch his head, felt a bit nervous.
"What’s wrong?"
Zuo Jingxin amusingly pinched his daughter’s chubby cheeks.
Zuo Qiu cautiously glanced at the director sitting with them, hung her head, and fiddled with her fingers, not saying a word.
However, at this mont, silence spoke louder than words.
Zuo Jingxin quickly glanced at the top of the director’s head and then politely moved his eyes away. This ti, he quietly put down his hand and stopped scratching his head.
Boss Xu, still banished from his ho and living with his two sons, was not very concerned about the show’s content.
Just as he focused his eyes, his two sons were still clinging to Gu Miaomiao and Zuo Qiu, trying to take them ho as sisters. He could only say, sowhat sullenly, "Let’s ask people around the neighborhood in the afternoon, rather than those in the community. Outsiders sotis have different opinions."
"You’re right!"
Director Ming gave his sponsor a lot of face, clapping with ’clap, clap’ sounds.
"If there’s no progress, we can stake out separately at Mr. Qin’s and Old Mrs. Zhou’s houses tonight."
Tuanzi was racking her brains to persuade everyone to visit the dessert shop. Hearing this, she reminded Director Ming, "Uncle Director, you have to call them Mr. Qin and Mrs. Zhou, or Mr. Qin, Ms. Zhou."
Director Ming: "..."
Before Director Ming could finish feeling dismayed, Tuanzi flashed him a sweet smile, "Uncle, can we go to the shop for lunch? Will the show cover it?"
Director Ming really wanted to refuse, but the sponsor was so generous and right there, what could he say? He had to agree!
Upon receiving permission, Tuanzi imdiately jumped off the chair and called her friends, "Miaomiao will take you to eat sothing delicious!"
The two brothers happily ran after her, even taking Zuo Qiu with them despite Zuo Jingxin’s unfriendly gaze.
Qiu Kaiyao and his sister hesitantly looked at their cousin. After getting his approval, they then caught up.
However, the two didn’t look happy; it seed they didn’t really want to be friends with Tuanzi and the others but had no choice.
The kids slipped away, and the adults could only follow.
Qiu Yu tried to control the pace. Among the four parents, he wanted to cozy up to Boss Xu and also wanted to ride on Zuo Jingxin’s recent popularity, while his attitude toward Tantai Yi was relatively indifferent.
"How is Mr. Zuo’s health lately? Has he recovered well?"
Zuo Jingxin politely thanked him.
His attitude was calm, but netizens were once again reminded of the past and angrily criticized the trolls who ruined people’s careers.
[These aren’t trolls, they’re criminals!]
[I heard that the program team called the police at the ti]
[I heard it was Gu Wangchao who reminded Zuo Jingxin to go out then, and the bottle of water wasn’t always in their line of sight. That’s how Zuo Jingxin’s assistant found the problem]
[Qiu Yu is so gentle, no one else cared about Mr. Zuo, only he did]
Seeing Zuo Jingxin constantly worrying about his daughter, Qiu Yu glanced at Boss Xu, who seed a little guilty, and half-joked, "Xiao Qiu is so cute; surely many people want to be friends with her."
A certain singer couldn’t help but grind his teeth.
If only it were just about making friends, but those two boys want to take his daughter ho as their sister!
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