Chapter 425: 424 (first watch of the night)
Seeing Chu Jin agree, a faint arc ford at the corner of the little lolita’s mouth.
She took Chu Jin by the hand, and walked through the door with practiced ease.
As soon as they entered the house, the old butler ca forward to greet them with surprise, "Oh my, my little missy, you’ve finally co back; the young master has been so worried." After speaking, he instructed the servants beside him, "Go quickly and tell the young master that the miss has returned."
Upon finishing his remarks, the old butler then noticed Chu Jin beside the little lolita, his eyes lighting up, "Little missy, who is this?"
Holding Chu Jin’s hand, the little lolita’s crisp voice answered, "Butler Grandpa, let
introduce you. This is my Jin Ge, he’s going to be my mommy’s person in the future."
Chu Jin suddenly felt like she had boarded a pirate ship; this child really didn’t forget about this matter wherever she went.
Hearing this, the old butler’s eyes shone with a deeper amusent as he bowed slightly toward Chu Jin, "Hello Miss, I am the butler of this house, my surna is Zhou. If you don’t mind, you can just call
Uncle Zhou."
The young girl in front of him was dressed in a light pink dress that made her fair skin and red lips, with her facial features lovely as if painted; she looked extrely well-behaved with a clear and transparent temperant, not like other won who would look around as soon as they entered the house. She was very composed, giving off the impression of natural elegance, and she seed quite well-matched standing next to the young master.
It’s just... her age seed a bit young.
Under the evaluating gaze of the old butler, Chu Jin slowly spoke, "Uncle Zhou, hello. My surna is Chu, Chu from Chu River and Han Border. You can just call
Xiao Chu (Little Chu)."
As the old butler led them further inside, he said, "How could that be, Miss Chu? You are a guest, and it wouldn’t be proper for
to do so." Maybe, she could even beco the mistress of this house in the future, given how much the miss likes her and how much the young master likes the miss; it wasn’t impossible.
The Mo family’s house was very large, after passing through a long corridor, they finally arrived at the main hall.
Inside the living room, two figures dressed in white and blue were engaged in a jovial conversation.
The atmosphere was harmonious.
Upon seeing the old butler enter with Chu Jin and the little lolita, Mo Qianjue imdiately stood up from the sofa. The instant he saw Chu Jin, he thought he was hallucinating.
However, he quickly returned to his senses, walked over to the little lolita, and crouched down to her eye level, taking the initiative to apologize, "Pengpeng, dad was wrong last night. I shouldn’t have treated you that way, I apologize. Can you forgive dad?" His tone was exceptionally earnest, full of regret.
Last night, he had been too impulsive.
The little lolita was just a 6-year-old child, what could she understand.
He shouldn’t have acted that way.
After the little lolita had left in a huff, he also felt remorseful and had searched for a long ti, until he received a ssage from Chu Jin, only then did he stop looking.
Seeing such a gentle father, the little lolita instantly forgot the unpleasantness of the previous night, pinched Mo Qianjue’s ear and said in a milky voice, "Alright, alright, Pengpeng the Unparalleled is magnanimous, I forgive you. You must not make the sa mistakes again, or else Pengpeng will spank you."
Mo Qianjue smiled, his delicate phoenix eyes slightly squinting, and he kissed the little lolita’s cheek, "Thank you, Pengpeng."
Chu Jin hadn’t expected Mo Qianjue to be the little lolita’s father, and if it weren’t for eting him today, she might have even forgotten about the existence of this person known as Mo Qianjue.
But it was apparent that Mo Qianjue was a responsible father; he loved his child and knew very well how to interact with her.
His attitude while apologizing to the little lolita was very earnest, with not the slightest hint of perfunctory, and he even kneeled on one knee, showing that he deeply respected the child.
She believed that what happened last night was probably just a misunderstanding.
It was then that the little lolita rembered the important matter, pulling Chu Jin forward to introduce her, "Daddy, let
introduce her, this is the beautiful Jin Ge," she said, then turning to Chu Jin, "Jin Ge, this is my handso daddy, Mo Qianjue."
...Handso as a flower.
Mo Qianjue’s lips twitched slightly, looks like it was ti to find a Chinese tutor for the little lolita to study idioms properly. Is ’handso as a flower’ really used like this?
He was clearly unrivaled in beauty.
Chu Jin nodded faintly toward Mo Qianjue, the corners of her lips lifting politely, "Hello, I’m Chu Jin."
Mo Qianjue rose to his feet, extending his right hand toward Chu Jin, "Miss Chu, a pleasure to et you. Thank you for bringing Pengpeng ho."
Both of them chose to forget that past incident, as if this was the first ti they were eting each other.
The girl rely stood quietly in front of him, her countenance picturesque, and her poise graceful, making it difficult for one to look away; so far yet so near.
She was only in her late teens, but she exuded a sense of tilessness, not resembling a young girl so much but rather a person who had seen it all.
Otherworldly, tranquil.
Chu Jin smiled softly, "You’re welco, I like Pengpeng very much." As she spoke, she gently shook the man’s fingertips as a polite gesture, quickly releasing them afterward.
The brief warmth at his fingertips was fleeting, but the residual heat seeped through his flesh into his veins, reaching the depths of his heart; for a mont, he was slightly taken aback. As the Unparalleled Son in all three realms, Mo Qianjue was always careful about self-maintenance, especially his hands, which were softer and more delicate than a woman’s by a mile. He never thought that in this world there would be hands even more beautiful and softer than his own.
Those hands, lustrous as jade, were exquisitely delicate, capturing his heart.
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