Je suis née beauté, et je suis suprême

Chapitre 340

Take this opportunity to pinch Qianqian.

Qianqian, imitating her father, slapped her across the face.

The transvestite immediately chuckled, while Wu Hui seemed to have gotten a great deal.

Chouqian stood to my right with Aoao, Zimo held Cece to my left, and Wuhui gave the two children a "gentle" look before standing behind me.

Qianqing, carrying his capital, met my gaze.

"Mother went out yesterday." Sending a junior officer to negotiate with me shows they look down on you.

"Where did you go!" Qianqian blurted out, trying to cause me trouble: "Don't you know that Daddy is a bad mother!"

Damn it! Who are you talking about?!

The transvestite held me down, but I didn't hit her! A girl should be like Susu and Churen, loved and cared for by everyone. To call someone crazy and ill-mannered (I first admit I'm ill-mannered myself).

"Qianqing, put her down!" She's so big, and you're still carrying her. She'll spoil you sooner or later.

Qianqian slid off Qianqing and said defiantly, "This princess doesn't need to be carried. I can get down by myself. You wicked people who are jealous of me!"

I was so angry I almost jumped up and down. Look at the state she's in! She's gone too far!

Chouqian grabbed me and said matter-of-factly, "She's still young."

What do you mean "little"? I think she's quite shrewd.

“Eleventh Uncle…” Cece tried to touch me, but Aoao calmly pushed him away.

Chouqian, Qianqing, and Wuhui watched, closed their eyes, and said nothing.

In their view, Ao Ao's behavior represents justice.

Zi Mo remained silent; he probably didn't pay enough attention to his child. (A child's self-confidence needs to be cultivated from a young age; this is not good for Cece.)

The ladyboy looked at us like we were outsiders. You damn ladyboy! You're faking it!

"Cece, come here!" Cece walked past Ao Ao and approached me: "Come on, I'm taking you out to have some fun today. Let's go to the theater."

Wu Hui quickly chimed in: "I'll keep you company."

Zi Mo said, "Eleven, let's go home. He's still too young, and he doesn't understand theaters."

Upon hearing this, Cece nodded quickly: "I'll listen to Dad."

I gave Zi Mo an unfriendly look: "Who gave you permission to speak!"

Zi Mo remained silent.

“Father is right.” Cece said, feeling indignant on behalf of her father.

"That's not right!" Everything he said is wrong.

"Mother," Ao Ao reminded me of him.

"Mother," Qianqian said, trying to win her brother's loving attention.

"What do you want?!" What are your orders, two masters of such high status?

"Mommy—are we going out again today?" Don't try to act cute; you're far from cute. "Yes."

"Ao'ao—I want my mother to stay with me!"

You have your father by your side, so why not let others show their love?

"I can accompany you too!" As soon as Wu Hui finished speaking, Ao Ao glared at him. (Poor Wu Hui, this kid used to admire you quite a bit, but judging from your current appearance, you're probably going to lose a fan.)

"Mommy, can we not go out?" Ao Ao tugged at me, her big eyes sparkling in the sunlight, looking like she needed to be pampered.

I glanced at him and my heart softened instantly. After all, he's my baby. Children are always the best. Maybe we should put Cece's needs on hold for now? Cece smiled at me sensibly and said, "Eleventh Uncle will accompany the Sixth Prince. Cece will go back with Daddy."

"Well..." I'll do it your way. I twisted my fingers, feeling quite embarrassed that the mistake was made by my uncle. I'll spend some time with my son and then come find you later.

Seeing that I didn't respond, Zi Mo sadly led Ce Ce away.

Ugly, Regretless, and Yao Yao didn't move.

Qianqing looked at them, her tone very displeased: "Aren't you all leaving, my dear ministers?"

Ugly and modest look at Wu Hui, Wu Hui glances at Ugly and modest.

The two could not reach a consensus on leaving.

The transvestite said, "I'll wait to take one back with me."

...

Qiande Hall

The emperor's residence is now filled with so many uninvited guests. A proper family gathering is now impossible; they can't do anything, can't go anywhere, and can only huddle together counting their cross-eyedness.

The little one broke the silence first, saying, "Mother—Aoao wants Mother to stay with Aoao."

"Haha! You think the same way I do. You're no wonder you're my son!"

Damn it! I'll blindfold myself and jump into the river! I'm too ashamed to face my children!

"Go find your mother! Your great-aunt really wants you to go!" That's not endearing; a harsh person needs to be tactful, and a blow needs to be subtle!