The Billionaire's New Wife in Chief-Chapter 1068 - 455: Are You Still Daddy’s Little Sweetheart?

When Chu Munan walked into Song Nianhuan’s room, he happened to see the little girl standing on a stool, leaning against the window, her eyes watching below, though he didn’t know what she was looking at.

The man lifted his footsteps and walked over, directly standing behind the little girl, bending down to see where she was looking. He saw a large and small figure below, and his eyes couldn’t help but squint slightly. He bent down and immediately picked the little girl up from the window.

Downstairs, Lu Jingchen held Lu Wangshu and directly placed him in the front passenger seat. He felt like there were eyes watching him, and instinctively he looked up at the residences above, but he saw nothing.

For some reason, he had felt like someone was watching him from above, and the gaze made his heart ache a bit, however, on looking, he saw nobody.

Song Nianhuan was originally engrossed when suddenly someone hugged her from behind and took her down, startling her. She turned her little head and saw it was Chu Munan, instantly pouting her lips and speaking in a somewhat displeased tone, "Godfather, why is it that when you walk there’s no sound..."

Chu Munan looked down at her, his face unknowingly showing a smile. After placing her on the pink bed and letting her sit well, he couldn’t help but raise his hand to gently scratch her little nose and said, "There’s a carpet in the room; if you’re going to make sounds, you’d have to walk really hard!"

This was the question Song Qiao had also asked him last night, and today it came from Song Nianhuan. Indeed, daughters often inherit that little bit of silliness from their mothers.

Song Nianhuan looked at the carpet on the ground, and only then remembered that her uncle had just laid it a couple of days ago. But her mood wasn’t very high, and she looked almost downtrodden.

Chu Munan sat on the spot beside her, looked down at the little girl, and asked, "Why do you look down? Did your brother make you upset?"

"No." The little girl didn’t even think before refuting and then said, "My brother is really good to me; he even gave me a bank card."

Chu Munan replied, "Did he tell you the password for the bank card?"

Song Nianhuan nodded proudly, "Of course."

Chu Munan looked at her and asked, "What’s the password?"

"Four..." Song Nianhuan was just about to answer but suddenly stopped, glancing at Chu Munan with a bit of caution, "Godfather, you wouldn’t take the password and then withdraw the money, would you?"

Upon hearing that, Chu Munan almost couldn’t help raising his hand to knock on her little head, gritting his teeth and saying, "Your godfather has plenty of money, doesn’t need your brother’s little money, little Huanhuan... aren’t you still godfather’s little cotton-padded jacket?"

Song Nianhuan shrugged her shoulders and said helplessly, "A few days ago, uncle just said I’m not even a pair of panties, let alone a cotton-padded jacket."

Chu Munan’s face showed a gentle smile, "Do you want to be godfather’s little cotton-padded jacket?"

Song Nianhuan, "Of course."

Chu Munan, "Good, then you’ll have to listen to godfather in the future."

Song Nianhuan didn’t nod immediately, she thought for about a minute before nodding, "Okay."

Chu Munan lifted his hand to touch her hair, "Good girl."

He picked her up, instantly feeling that small body in his arms, the scent of milk wafting from the little girl, which momentarily calmed Chu Munan’s somewhat restless heart. Looking at Song Nianhuan, he asked, "Huanhuan, do you want to be with your dad?"

Song Nianhuan directly raised her head to look at Chu Munan in front of her, blinking her large, soulful eyes, but after a moment she lowered her little head, with a bit of gloominess she asked back, "Godfather, does dad not know I exist?"

Actually, she had always wished that she could live with mom and dad. When she saw dad lifting up her brother earlier, she wished she could be picked up by dad too.

But earlier, godfather told her that there were some misunderstandings between dad and mom, and grandpa didn’t like mom, so Song Nianhuan hadn’t gone out to let dad know she exists.

The truth was only she knew how much she wished for it.

Chu Munan looked at Huanhuan in his arms, suddenly feeling a pang of heartache, couldn’t help but hold her tightly, saying, "Huanhuan, you have always been your mom and dad’s most cherished treasure. But because there were some things that happened between your mom and dad, your mom didn’t tell your dad about you. You just need to remember, your dad loves you too."

Song Nianhuan felt a lot better in her heart at this moment and nodded her little head, "Godfather, I understand."

...

The next day, Song Qiao directly walked out from the neighborhood. Originally, Gu Xiyan planned to have her assistant drive over to pick her up, but she directly refused. Instead, she let the assistant take Gu Xiyan directly to the film set, planning to take a cab herself.

Moreover, Gu Xiyan and Mu Shinian came over last night to have hotpot together, they played till late and probably hadn’t rested well, it’s better to let them use the time to nap rather than drive her.

Because Huanhuan was here, Song Qiao didn’t go back to stay with Shinian and them, instead chose to live here to take care of Huanhuan, anyway, there were several guest rooms here.

As she just walked out the door, she immediately saw Lu Jingchen leaning against a black Maybach, smoking and waiting, her steps came to a halt, but she couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief inside.

Originally, Huanhuan planned to go out with her today, to take her to the film set to play. Luckily, Chu Munan said he would take Huanhuan to the amusement park, so she didn’t have to bring her along, otherwise, she would definitely bump into Lu Jingchen.

Seeming to sense something, the man who was smoking directly lifted his eyes to look over. After seeing her come down, he threw away the cigarette in his hand and walked directly towards her, stopped in front of her, and called gently with lowered eyes, "Qiaoqiao."

Song Qiao didn’t avoid his gaze at all, directly meeting the man’s eyes and pulled her mouth into a shallow smile, but without showing any displeasure, "Why are you here?"

"I’m here to take you to the film set," the man said with a steady face, directly admitting, his deep eyes filled with affection as he looked at her, paused for a moment and asked, "Did you eat breakfast?"