Genius Baby, Sweet Mummy

She, Linghu Xiaojing, would not eat free food.

Suddenly, there was a respectful knock at the door.

It was naturally not Rong Cuo.

When Rong Cuo entered her room, he never remembered to knock on the door.

It was as if she was his pet.

Pet, where is your privacy?

"Miss, may I come in?"

Seeing that the person inside the house didn\'t say anything, a sweet voice came from outside the house.

It was the girl who had helped him dress up.

What was she doing here?

"Come in!"

Linghu Xiaojing rubbed her stiff cheeks and said softly.

Although she hated Rong Cuo, she wouldn\'t drag the i

ocent into it.

The door was gently pushed open. That adorable girl took a glance at the door before quickly walking in, closing the door the moment she entered.

"What\'s the matter?"

Although Linghu Xiaojing did not hate this girl, she did not have a good impression of her either.

she asked coldly, standing there.

He looked as though he was about to say something and would scram if he had nothing to say.

"Miss, you haven\'t eaten for almost a day, aren\'t you hungry?"

That girl asked instead of answering.

He lowered his voice as though he was a thief.

Linghu Xiaojing rolled his eyes at her.

How could he not be hungry?

She wasn\'t made of King Kong.

That girl didn\'t care about her cold attitude at all.

She was holding out a box of instant noodles and a sealed loaf of bread.

"Miss, don\'t worry. This is my own snack. Mr. Rong just went out because something happened, so I sneaked in."

Eat quickly, and I\'ll clean up the trash. That way, no one will find out! "

She stuffed the item into Linghu Xiaojing\'s hands as if offering a treasure.

"You ??"

Linghu Xiaojing was puzzled.

Isn\'t she Rong Cuo\'s little girl?

Why was he so good to me?

After all, Rong Cuo wasn\'t a good master to his subordinates.

Twelve years ago, when they were still living together, she had seen a lot.

Because of a small matter, he did not hesitate to punish the servants.

"Aiya, I don\'t want you. Although Mister Rong told us to serve you well, everyone can see that you were captured by him." [If young miss doesn\'t want to eat, it must be because Mister Rong drugged her!]

However, if the young miss doesn\'t eat, if Mister Rong wants to do something to the young miss, and the young miss doesn\'t even have the strength to resist, wouldn\'t the gains make up for the losses? "

The girl spoke with sincerity as she looked at Linghu Xiaojing with her big eyes.

It allowed Linghu Xiaojing to give birth to a kind of feeling of pity.

Is it because they are similar in age?

"You can go back, I don\'t need it!"

Linghu Xiaojing was slightly moved, her stomach had long ago been unbearably hungry.

However, if this girl really had good intentions, how could she be the one to implicate her?

Rong Cuo would never use him to talk.

However, what he loved to do the most was to vent his anger on the servants for his own sake.

"Miss, don\'t be so stubborn. How can a person not get along with their body?"

As she spoke, she unwrapped the instant noodles and took some hot water to boil them.

Very quickly, a tempting fragrance wafted out.

She was very meticulous with her work. She immediately opened the window and placed the instant noodles on the short table beside the window.

"Mr. Rong has been in France for eight years. Other than a middle-aged lady, the only person who has been brought into this villa is Miss.

It was a pity that the young miss was brought back by Mister Rong when she was in a daze.

However, Mister Rong\'s attitude towards the young miss is rather strange! "

After the girl finished making the noodles, she sat down on the windowsill and started chatting.

Previously, when he was being so respectful in front of Rong Cuo, who knew where he had gone to?

"Take your things and leave quickly. I\'m not hungry."

Seeing her act this way, Linghu Xiaojing was even more afraid that Rong Cuo would double the blame towards this cute girl if he were to discover her.

She did this out of good intentions.

How could he implicate her?

"It\'s been so long since I\'ve eaten. How could I not be hungry?

Miss, Mister Rong has some urgent matters to attend to so you don\'t have to worry about being discovered by him.

I see young miss is still young, I wonder how Mr. Rong knew young miss!

It looks like you\'ve known each other for a long time! "

If you don\'t eat the girl, I won\'t leave.

Not only did they become familiar with each other, they even started gossiping.

Linghu Xiaojing didn\'t know whether to laugh or cry.

In this world, there was such a girl. It was extremely important for her to meddle in other people\'s business.

"I was his adopted daughter!"

Linghu Xiaojing also walked over to the window side, with a light leap, she sat down on the windowsill.

She looked outside the house at the garden where the flowers were blooming, and her tone became a little stifled.

That was a past she didn\'t want to think about.

If it hadn\'t been for Shaw, her life would have been beyond redemption.

How could she be so stupid as to take the initiative to deliver herself to him again?

"Oh!"

The girl was obviously very surprised.

"Mister Rong, this is simply, simply ??"

After being shocked, she became angry. She clearly wanted to scold him, but she didn\'t know what to scold him for.

Evidently, Rong Cuo\'s attitude had allowed this girl to understand everything.

"That\'s all in the past."

Linghu Xiaojing, however, was completely calm.

If not for Rong Cuo, he probably would not have met Xiao Xiao.

Although she had some hatred in her heart, she was grateful to the heavens for letting her meet a hero in such a desperate and unstoppable situation.

Except, this story, like all stories, had a romantic and thrilling begi

ing, but a helpless and lonely ending.

"Miss, the instant noodles are done. No matter what, if you want to escape or stay behind to deal with Mister Rong, you should take good care of your body first."

The girl sighed lightly and jumped down the window. She took the instant noodles and placed it in Linghu Xiaojing\'s hands.

Linghu Xiaojing was at a loss.

Since when did a bowl of instant noodles become so heavy?

"Eat, don\'t worry about me.

If Miss dillys any longer, I\'m afraid you will really suffer! "

The girl could see the worry in Linghu Xiaojing\'s eyes.

Ye Zichen replied casually.

Linghu Xiaojing was no longer conflicted.

He picked up the instant noodles and started eating.

Indeed, he was hungry. This instant noodles was even more delicious than the high-class western dishes in Young Master Xiao\'s villa.

Although she ate calmly, her speed was not slow either.

"Thank you!"

Linghu Xiaojing let her guard down, and a trace of gratitude appeared in her ice-cold eyes.

She was never stingy with her thanks.

"Hur hur, what do you mean \'thank you\'? Is it just a simple gesture?"

"I\'m about the same age as Miss. Do I feel bad seeing Miss act like this?"

Indeed, she was a pure and kind girl.

"Oh right, my surname is Ai. Everyone calls me Little Ai.

In the future, Miss can call me Little Ai! "

"Thank you, Ai!"

Linghu Xiaojing returned the cup noodle box in her hand.

Thank you sincerely once again.

"No more thanks, no more thanks! Is it just a bowl of instant noodles?

Hide this for Miss, when you\'re hungry, you can take it out and eat it secretly. "

The girl handed him the bread.

"Then I\'ll leave first! "Bye bye!"

With that, he waved his hand towards Linghu Xiaojing, brought along the cup noodle box, and quickly left the house.

In the basement of the villa, Rong Cuo smiled with satisfaction.

In front of him was a wall full of televisions.

The whole villa was exposed to him without a single blind spot.

What a clever girl. Just by giving her a bit of advice, she would know what to do.

After Linghu Xiaojing finished the instant noodles, she sat back down on the window ledge and started thinking.

Rong Cuo enlarged the image that was facing Linghu Xiaojing.

In the quiet house, the warm sunlight shone onto Linghu Xiaojing\'s small body, and the scene that appeared in Rong Cuo\'s eyes, was beautiful and romantic.

In her beautiful eyes, there was a trace of confusion and loneliness.

He had plenty of time to make this beautiful girl fall in love with him.

Eight years ago, he was too impatient.

He had also underestimated her ability to resist.

Looking at Linghu Xiaojing, the usually calm and composed Rong Cuo seemed to be in a trance.

A bell rang out, breaking the silence of the room.

Rong Cuo came back to reality and picked up his phone.

Elizabeth?

"What\'s wrong?"

Rong Cuo asked with a cold tone.

"Yin, something happened."

The one on the other side of the phone was of course Elizabeth, who had just received the news and was extremely anxious.

She left the villa, but before she even reached the company, she received a call from Alexander.

Everyone must attend the meeting personally if it was to be held. For some reason, Rong Cuo was never willing to personally attend the meetings of the company.

This time, it was Shawn himself who gave the order.

This evil son, if he didn\'t go against him for a day, would he feel uncomfortable?

"Don\'t be in such a hurry. Slow down."

He replied indifferently, his eyes still staring at Linghu Xiaojing, not moving an inch.

"At three o\'clock in the afternoon, the company will convene a board of directors. Everyone must be present in person. Yin, are you going to attend? "

Elizabeth was very anxious just now, but when she heard Rong Cuo\'s calm voice, she calmed down.

With your ability, you can escape any great danger, can\'t you?

"Yes, I have received the news. I will be there! "

Of course he would be there. The time had come, and he no longer had to worry about anything.

After hiding in ambush for so long, it was time to face Shawn head on and give him a ruthless blow.

"Mm, then I\'ll wait for you at the company!"

Elizabeth was slightly surprised to hear Rong Cuo\'s answer.

She said obediently.

In front of Rong Cuo, she was not some noble wife, nor was she that arrogant and despotic mother.

It was just a little woman who loved Rong Cuo.

"Alright, be careful on your way."

Rong Cuo\'s voice was still extremely indifferent.

With that, he hung up.

3 PM, Xiao Group.

The entire meeting room was silent.

The president of the corporation, Young Master Xiao, wore a tailored black suit, revealing his originally cold facial features. He looked like a demon from hell, elegant and evil.

Staring into the eyes of the people below, he felt his blood become cold.

Outside of the meeting room, it was extremely lively. The people from the inspection department were entering and exiting the meeting room, as they began to inspect the financial affairs of the entire group.

The directors who were already old and sitting, the French who looked like they were human beings, were so fat and fat that they were sweating cold sweat.

This young chairman was simply a devil.

How could there be anyone who would take the initiative to recruit people from the Public Prosecutor\'s Office to come to the company to check on the financial affairs?

Didn\'t he want to cut off all avenues of survival?

Which company would have not made any financial moves?