[This isnât right; wasnât I supposed to be a short-lived cannon fodder? How come it feels like I suddenly got a script where everyone loves me?]
[So many people are noisily arguing and exposing each otherâs secrets just for a chance to hug meâwhat a farce.]
Farce or not, Yun Wanqing thought Yun Zhengâs subordinates were quite adorable, and it was truly a pity that they ended up like they did in the plot.
Meanwhile, Yun Wanchen was getting a headache from all the noise.
Looking at the still-bickering roughnecks, he helplessly said, "Alright, stop arguing. Iâll hold Little Sister myself. You can take the gifts to the hall."
If these people kept arguing, Yun Wanchen was worried that someone would start a fight because they couldnât win verbally.
Today, of all days, fighting must be avoided.
Alas, Little Sister being too popular isnât entirely a good thing.
As soon as he spoke, everyone exchanged glances and gave each other a few glaring looks before reluctantly shutting their mouths.
Didnât manage to hug the Little Miss, and embarrassed themselves in front of the Young Masterâwhat a waste, what a loss.
"Young Master, if I canât hug Little Miss, can I at least touch her hand?"
Lu Wu was still unwilling to give up, his eyes fixated on Yun Wanqingâs fair and adorable little hand, unable to resist the urge to reach out and touch it.
That little hand was just so cute; it made one irresistibly want to touch it.
Yun Wanchen: "..."
He didnât immediately reply but looked down at the Yun Wanqing in his arms, softly saying, "Little Sister, he wants to touch your hand."
Everyone: "..."
Isnât our Young Masterâs way of refusing someone entertaining?
If you donât want to let him touch, just say so. Why bother informing Little Miss, whoâs so young she might not even understand human speech?
As soon as this thought settled, everyone wore a face as if theyâd seen a ghost, eyes wide in disbelief, gazing at the small, infant-faced bundle in Yun Wanchenâs arms.
The little bundle lifted her tiny arm, actively reaching toward Lu Wu, and waved at him as if responding to the request with actions, babbling some sounds.
[Sure, sure, go ahead and touch. Wonder how you got so fond of it; youâre not getting any younger. If you like children so much, why not have one yourself?]
She offered such a gesture solely because this person had followed her dad for so long and even brought her gifts.
"How can it be that I feel like Little Miss actually understood the Young Masterâs words? Itâs utterly incredible!"
"Donât doubt that Little Miss understood the Young Masterâs words and even proactively extended her arm. Surely thatâs acceptance; impressive, she truly is the masterâs daughter, being able to understand words at such a young age..."
"Indeed, itâs my first time seeing such a young child able to understand; no wonder the Young Master sought Little Missâs opinion. The Young Master definitely knew she could comprehend him."
"..."
Regaining their composure after the initial shock, everyone began to chatter away.
Listening to their constant chattering, Yun Wanqing felt a little pleased with herself.
[Yes, yes, I can understand, so donât be too surprised by it.]
[Even though normally such a young child shouldnât understand, the world is wide and full of wonders.]
[Among thousands of children, there must be a few exceptional ones who canât be viewed with conventional logic.]
[As it turns out, Iâm one of those exceptional cases.]
"Little Miss, I am Lu Wu. Itâs our first meeting; I wish you endless joy every year and may you dwell in success always, with boundless happiness and ease."
Suddenly, a little hand was grabbed, and Lu Wuâs voice sounded close by.
While everyone was fervently discussing, he came back to his senses, suppressing his excitement, holding her small hand gently.
It felt as if he was handling something fragile; he dared not use any strength, afraid of hurting her.
Yun Wanqing blinked and looked up at him.
[Iâve received your goodwill too, but instead of just wishing you well, wouldnât me protecting you be better? Iâm going to work hard and change the fate of all of us.]
Lu Wu was slightly stunned; was it an illusion?
For a moment, he seemed to see a multitude of emotions in Little Missâs clear, dark eyes.
A child so young understanding human speech was already odd, but how could they also show so many emotions?
A flood of questions in his mind, but before he could delve deeper, someone rudely interrupted him.