Chapter 11: Where Does Miss Gu Live?

Xi Xi's small body was bounced onto the ground, her little nose turned red, and she held it in, but still couldn't hold back, bursting into a plaintive wail of tears.

"Mommy… Xi Xi hurts…"

Fu Sijue's body tensed, his brows furrowed as he stared at the soft little thing under his feet that could not move, and in his whole life he had never faced a situation that left him so constrained.

He bent down, hesitating whether to pick up the little fellow; the little girl's hand wiped away tears, her beautiful eyes were wet, truly adorable.

Lu Xiwán saw his furrowed brows and tightly pursed lips, as if he were confronting a multi‑billion‑difficulty project, and suddenly found it somewhat funny.

Blood relations truly are a strange thing.

She walked over, bent down, helped Xi Xi up, wiped her face clean: "Xi Xi, as Mom told you, a little hero gets up after falling, why are you still crying."

Xi Xi sniffled embarrassedly; at first her nose felt sour, then tears fell, and seeing that the culprit who knocked her was Bad Uncle made her feel increasingly aggrieved, and only then she burst into tears.

She clapped her hands, hugged Lu Xiwán's thigh: "Mom, Xi Xi was wrong."

Lu Xiwán patted her daughter's little tuft, then took her hand; beside them, Fu Sijue read Lu Xiwán's expression and also reached out to hold Yao Yao's hand.

Yao Yao pursed his lips, didn't shake off.

Actually he wanted Xuan Shui Ayi and Xi Xi to hold his…

The few of them walked toward the car.

While getting into the car, Xi Xi shuffled her short legs toward the door, but accidentally bumped the door; she rubbed her little head, then tried to climb up using hands and feet.

Fu Sijue curled his lips, couldn't help laughing out loud, walked over, lifted the little girl's fluffy collar, and tossed her into the car.

Xi Xi climbed up from the car seat, saw Bad Uncle, and hummed softly.

Fu Sijue glanced at Xi Xi, then suddenly asked Lu Xiwán: "How old is she?"

Lu Xiwán's heart skipped; fearing Fu Sijue might sense something, she answered lightly, "Five years old."

Fu Sijue measured Xi Xi, whose stature was clearly smaller than Yao Yao's four‑and‑a‑half years, and casually said, "She looks a bit small."

After he finished, Xi Xi glared at him fiercely, angry.

No one noticed; Yao Yao, upon hearing "five years old," turned their head to glance at Lu Xiwán, a hint of tiny doubt in their eyes.

Clearly… Xi Xi's little sister is the same age as me, both four and a half.

Previously, he became net friends with Xi Xi's sister because they share the exact same birthday.

Why does Xuan Shui Ayi say Xi Xi is five?

Yet the doubt didn't last long; soon the car stopped in front of the villa, and Lu Xiwán had only stayed at the villa briefly for two days, so packing was naturally quick.

That day, Lu Xiwán moved Xi Xi into the Fu Family.

Lu Xiwán and the others got out of the car, the Steward approached, and Fu Sijue ordered, "Prepare the secondary bedroom; Miss Xi will live there from now on."

As soon as he finished, Xi Xi, in a reluctant baby voice, added, "And Xi Xi, Xi Xi also lives here."

The little fellow was so cute, his puffed‑up angry look made one want to squeeze him.

Fu Sijue's mouth corner showed a hint of smile.

The Steward glanced at Fu Sijue's expression, a little surprised.

Since the lady disappeared five years ago, he hadn't seen the master smile in a long time.

This is the first time since the lady's disappearance that the master has brought a woman back, and the secondary bedroom is right next to the master's main bedroom…

In the Steward's eyes flickered a hint of something unusual; he respectfully gave her a slight nod.

"Miss Xi, please follow me."