Chapter 8: Mu Shen's Maintenance

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Walking up to the villa's entrance, Mu Shen lightly pressed his finger on the door, which clicked open automatically.

Ruanruan clutched his large hand, curiously watching the door.

"Daddy, why did it open by itself without you pushing it? It's so magical."

Ruanruan followed him inside, her gaze fixed on the door, looking every bit the curious baby.

Mu Shen's eyes were set straight ahead, his steps slower than before, and to the child's question, he simply said,

"Fingerprint recognition."

"Oh." Ruanruan seemed to half understand, while Little Baibai beside her cautiously surveyed the surroundings, instinctively checking if the unfamiliar environment was safe.

Although still young, it was after all a wolf, and such vigilance was entirely instinctual.

"Young Master, welcome home."

Shortly after walking in, a middle-aged man in a black tailcoat came out. Seeing Ruanruan led by Mu Shen, surprise showed on his normally unflappable face, but he quickly masked it and greeted Mu Shen as usual.

"Hmm." Mu Shen responded indifferently, continuing on with the ever-curious Ruanruan.

As Ruanruan passed by the Butler, Little Baibai ran to her side to protect her, baring its tiny milk teeth and making a threatening sound.

Only after Ruanruan had moved away did it happily turn and scamper off.

Butler "......"

He raised an eyebrow at the sight of the little girl and the wolf pup.

With his rich experience, the Butler immediately recognized that the little creature was not some harmless puppy but a highly aggressive wolf pup.

"Wow... Daddy, your home is so beautiful!"

A milky voice exclaimed in surprise, and the Butler, who was following with a professional smile, just about to walk, staggered at the word "Daddy" in the voice, nearly falling to the ground.

After regaining his composure, he stared at the child in utter astonishment.

What had he just called the Young Master? Dad... Daddy?

No way! Daddy? His young master!

At this moment, the Butler's heart was in turmoil, shocked and excited, and somewhat at a loss; it was quite complex.

Having followed the young master for so many years, Mu Shen was like a machine devoid of emotions. The Butler had even thought that Mu Shen would remain without even a girlfriend's shadow into his forties and fifties.

But now...

Had he skipped the stages of having a girlfriend and getting married and directly presented a grown child?

The Butler put away his professional smile and, with a slightly eager stride, moved closer, his gaze lingering on the little, well... bald head?

Why is this child dressed like a Little Monk, in those monk clothes?

Looking at that face, fair and tender, the nose like the young master's, hmm... and the mouth too. On closer inspection, even the eyes were somewhat similar. No mistake, this was the young master's child.

The Butler's long-stilled heart was now filled with emotion, almost moved to tears.

The young master... His young master was finally not alone; he even had a child now. How far could the mother of the child be away?

"Butler, have the servants give her a bath, buy a set of clothes for a little girl, and change out of these monk robes," Mu Shen said, looking at Ruanruan in her monk outfit. Now that he knew the child's gender was female, he found the sight somewhat displeasing.

"Of course, Young Master." The Butler beamed, looking at Ruanruan as hungrily as a wolf eyeing a bone.

Ruanruan edged two steps behind Mu Shen, feeling his gaze on her.

Mu Shen gave him a glance, and the Butler immediately adjusted his expression, showing Ruanruan a kind smile.

Ruanruan hid behind Mu Shen, turning her rolling eyes, her small hand clutching at his clothing, and quietly peeking out her round little head.

Seeing the Butler's smile, her little mouth also curved into a grin.

Butler "......" So... so adorable! What kind of unparalleled Little Lovely is this?

Internally screaming with excitement, the Butler's face twitched, smiling even more genuinely.

Mu Shen cast a glance at the Butler and then seemed to recall something, pausing ever so slightly in his step.

"Right, the clothes should be for a girl."

Butler "???"

He looked at the short Little Monk in surprise. What? Clothes for a girl?

Ruanruan stood obediently behind Mu Shen, her vibrant, lucid eyes scanning her new home.

The child's pure gaze made her wandering eyes not at all annoying but rather added a touch of liveliness and cuteness.

"Hello Uncle, my name is Ruanruan."

The little one introduced herself with her soft, milky voice.

The Butler's heart melted at the sight of the little one's smile and her soft voice; she was as lovely as his young master.

In that moment, the Butler's filter was eight layers thick.

And she was even more spirited and adorable than the young master. Truly living up to her name, Ruanruan, embodying a sense of sweetness.

The Butler immediately showed her a friendly smile and nodded.

"Little Miss, just calling me Butler will do."

Then, turning back, his expression became serious as he addressed Mu Shen's earlier question, "No problem, Young Master. By the way, should I inform the Master and Madam about this?"

They were exceedingly concerned about the young master's personal matters back at the old mansion; knowing he had a child would certainly fill them with joy.

Mu Shen glanced at Ruanruan, who was also looking at him, her eyes full of admiration, and she even inched closer to his side stealthily.

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His cold gaze softened a bit, but thinking of the group of people at the old mansion, he couldn't help but pinch his high nose bridge.

"No need, I still need to look into this matter. Don't alert them for now."

The butler, although surprised, didn't ask any questions and simply nodded in agreement, "Understood."

Then he went to summon a maid to lead Ruanruan to wash up, and quickly made a phone call to have someone purchase the C Family's new children's clothing line for this year and deliver it over.

Mu Shen also went upstairs to bathe, and Little Monk, dirty as he was, pounced on him.

Tsk... he actually didn't throw the person out.

After bathing, Mu Shen, with his hair still dripping wet, dried it with a towel as he came downstairs, casually tossing the towel onto the table, then picked up his phone to handle some calls.

"I want to see the project proposal from the planning department tomorrow, and also, tell those people not to let anyone go up there casually, tell the village chief of the little village to manage his villagers, and exclude that family that bullied Little Monk from the upcoming plans."

The assistant on the other end of the line was taken aback for a moment but quickly responded with an affirmation.

After hanging up the call, he felt somewhat bewildered, the CEO was... avenging Little Monk, wasn't he?

A thermal spring had been discovered behind the small village's mountain, and the location was extremely suitable for development. The CEO quickly acquired the land after discovering it.

To start with, there would definitely be the need to hire workers to clear the forest, and usually, it's the local villagers who are recruited.

Furthermore, the CEO planned to create a private reserve. Vegetables and fruits would need to be grown specifically, and the most suitable would of course be the land owned by the local residents. The soil and water conditions there are good and very fitting for cultivation.

The CEO has always been generous, offering high wages, and certainly the prices of the various vegetables and fruits purchased later would also be high. With such an opportunity to lead the entire village to prosperity, how could the villagers not be happy?

After all, these people originally scraped by working the land, at most going out to buy vegetables and the like.

Now, as long as they continued as before, with a stable sales channel for the fruits and vegetables they grew, they would earn more than the men working outside, and with such treatment, of course, the villagers were willing to do it.

Now listening to the CEO's intentions, that family that offended the little guy had essentially been given a death sentence; in the future, they shouldn't expect to sell their products to the private reserve anymore.

And for the old woman, it would be possible to give her some light, yet lucrative tasks.

The assistant smacked his lips, wondering; their boss seemed to be quite taken with Little Monk.

It couldn't really be his illegitimate daughter, could it?

It's not a surprise he was speculating; after all, as someone who frequently accompanied Mu Shen, he had never noticed any woman appearing who might be a girlfriend.

On this side, after making the call to his assistant, Mu Shen continued processing files on the computer.

Footsteps were heard coming from upstairs, and then, Little Monk appeared, dressed in adult clothing.

The little one wasn't wearing pants, because the article of clothing she wore enveloped her entirely, with sleeves on her little arms rolled up several times, still looking loose.

Ruanruan, holding up the shirt that dragged on the ground, made her way down the stairs with some difficulty, her little face serious.

The maid wanted to pick her up several times, but Ruanruan righteously refused.

"Ruanruan is already a big kid, and big kids shouldn't be carried. Babies need to be held, but Ruanruan is very capable and can walk down by herself."

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After rejecting the offer, she continued carrying her clothes, bouncing down the steps with her little short legs.

Behind her followed a fluffy-haired wolf cub, who bounced down the staircase just like Ruanruan, step by step.

As she reached the last stair, a smile spread across Ruanruan's face; she set down the clothes, hugged Little Baibai, rubbed against it, and took a deep sniff.

"Little Baibai smells so nice, and Ruanruan smells nice too."

Then her little paws petted the wolf cub a few times—so soft.

The little wolf cub also howled, nudging Ruanruan with its fuzzy head, making her giggle merrily.

"Shh... The young master is working, little miss, let's keep our voices down, okay?" The servant, fearing she would upset Mu Shen, quickly bent down and spoke to Ruanruan.

This maid, having just bathed Ruanruan, now knew that the child was a girl.

Such a cute and pretty girl with no hair—it was such a pity.

Ruanruan blinked her eyes and nodded seriously to say thank you.

"Thank you, sister; Ruanruan won't make noise with Little Baibai anymore."

Ruanruan spoke in a softer voice, then put Little Baibai down on the ground and ran to Mu Shen's side, twisting the white shirt that had dragged to the floor.

"Go and play by yourself." Mu Shen glanced at the little girl who had run over, his gaze falling on the clothes she wore, and instantly recognized that they were his.

But there was no other choice; the clothes ordered for Little Monk had not arrived yet, and in this mansion, there were only his clothes to put on Little Monk for the time being.

Ruanruan obediently responded 'Okay', her father's clothes were too big, which made it difficult for her to move around at all.

The little one climbed onto the sofa with great effort, noticing that Mu Shen's hair was still wet. She glanced at him while he was absorbed in his work, bit her finger, and furrowed her little brows into a knot.

Why doesn't daddy dry his hair? Wet hair can cause a cold.

The little one stared at Mu Shen's hair, pondering; her little face full of expressions, sometimes furrowing her brows in perplexity, sometimes pouting her pink little lips in displeasure, and sometimes puffing her cheeks in anger, creating two little bulges, like an adorable little goldfish.

The butler and the servants watching this scene from afar couldn't help but laugh.

Although Ruanruan had only been in the mansion for a short while, everyone found that working with the little one around was much easier than before, mainly because the atmosphere in the entire mansion had become much lighter.

Ruanruan spotted a towel on the table, her eyes lighting up suddenly; she crawled on the sofa, whispering something in Little Baibai's ear, and then it waddled its little short legs to the butler, tugging on his trousers with small howls.

The butler looked down in surprise at the little wolf cub—are they signaling him to come over?

The butler followed, and Ruanruan curved her eyes into a smile, pointing with her little hand towards the towel on the table.

The table was a bit high, and neither she nor Little Baibai could reach the towel above, so they had to find external help.

The butler blinked, glanced at the young master who rarely paid attention to his surroundings when he was working, then pointed at himself, the towel, and finally at Ruanruan.

Ruanruan, with sparkling eyes, nodded her little head.

The butler chuckled and shook his head, handing the white towel over to Ruanruan.

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