Chapter 7 Qin Family Little Princess (1)

It broke the old man's heart. "If my granddaughter doesn't want to eat, then she won't eat. Breast milk is good; just express it and put it in a bottle. You have to feed her well whether my granddaughter likes to drink from a bottle or even if she prefers a dropper. Moreover, this way I'll also be able to hold her and feed her with the bottle—how convenient it would be. And how adorable she looks when she's contentedly sucking on her milk."

And so, Qin Yiyi's later widely known quirky habit was preserved.

Qin's old master carefully cradled Qin Yiyi in his arms and tested the temperature of the milk with the back of his hand. Feeling that it was just right, he slowly placed the bottle to the little girl's mouth. His movements were as smooth as flowing clouds and water— who would have imagined that the rugged man who once held a gun could now feed a tiny baby with such tenderness.

Seeing the little one looking comfortable, Meng Shichen started to pay close attention to the old man's actions, his expression serious and focused.

Meng Shichen, a man indifferent to all things, once he took interest, had an almost pathological stubbornness. This aspect of his character had escaped public notice because, in his life, this stubbornness only manifested in all things relating to Qin Yiyi.

In his heart, Qin Yiyi was his treasure, and his high intelligence made him clear that he wasn't yet capable of caring for the little one properly. However, being incapable now, didn't mean he wouldn't be capable in the future. What he didn't know, he could learn, and he believed there was nothing he couldn't learn, especially anything related to Qin Yiyi. The little treasure was his, and it was only right that he handle everything concerning her himself.

If Qin Yiyi were aware of what was going on in the little guy's mind right now, she would have marveled at his terrifying possessiveness! But she wouldn't have minded, for she well knew Meng Shichen's possessiveness stemmed from curiosity and interest, and she assumed that over time he would grow weary of it. What she didn't count on was that as she grew into an even more outstanding individual, she would only make it harder for Meng Shichen to let go of her.

Seeing that the Little Princess was almost done with her milk, and noticing that the sky outside was getting late, Meng Huaizu cast a glance at his little grandson, who had been staring at Qin Yiyi the whole time, and couldn't help but speak up, "Shichen, let's go back home with grandpa."

Upon hearing this, Meng Shichen turned his head to glance at his grandfather, but then turned back to continue staring at Qin Yiyi. It was only after seeing that Qin Yiyi had finished her bottle that he reached out, intending to take her, "Baby will go with me."

The adults in the room, including the little one known as Qin Yiyi, were stunned, unable to comprehend the child's train of thought.

Qin's old master was furious. He wanted to snatch my beloved treasure right in front of me? If not for acknowledging the boy's young age and understanding that children can be ignorant, he might have gone upstairs for his gun and chased the boy out.

On one hand, Qin Guosheng was puffing his cheeks and glaring angrily, while on the other, Meng Huaizu was quite delighted. He thought he might have had to wait a decade or two, but see how promising his grandson turned out to be. It was only a day, and he was already working towards bringing the Little Princess back home with him. However, it was merely a thought to amuse him, as he still had his wits about him. He knew it was impossible to easily succeed with old Qin, and besides, no one in their family could properly take care of Qin Yiyi.

"Hehe, Shichen, if you like your little sister, come see her again tomorrow. You see, you're still too small to take care of her, aren't you? When you're grown up, then you can play with her." Qin's grandmother didn't care about the two old men's thoughts, she just felt children were blunt, and naturally wouldn't let go of things they liked.

Meng Shichen, despite understanding that what Qin's grandmother said made sense, couldn't help feeling upset. He stepped forward and kissed the precious baby, saying, "Baby, I will come again tomorrow."

Before leaving the house, he turned to the Qin family and said, "I will take good care of her, I'll learn quickly." Then, without waiting for a response, he turned on his heel and left.

Apart from Qin's old master, who was feeling a sense of crisis, the rest of the Qin family were amused by Meng Shichen and burst into laughter. After all, he was still a child; no one would take a child's words that seriously, only finding him cute and funny.

The very next morning, Meng Shichen indeed showed up as promised while Qin Yiyi was still deep in slumber. From that time on, Meng Shichen truly lived up to his word, Qin Yiyi's every need he began to tend to himself, gradually without others' assistance.

When it was time for her feeding, Meng Shichen warmed the milk with hot water, tested the temperature on the back of his hand, then cradled Qin Yiyi gently as he fed her.

Although Meng Shichen's body was better developed than his peers and he was quite a bit taller, his slender frame held Qin Yiyi with surprising steadiness. However, to be safe, he only held the little treasure while sitting. When it came to getting down from the bed with her in arms, an adult still had to step in.

It took Qin Yiyi three months to coordinate her body and start crawling around, and he was always there, careful to ensure she didn't bump or knock into anything.

At five months, Qin Yiyi uttered her first clear sentence, which was to tell Meng Shichen, who wanted to hold her to pee, no.

Of course, Meng Shichen couldn't understand why his precious baby would stubbornly refuse his help. No matter how mature his thinking was, he couldn't grasp the contrariness and shyness of a Qin Yiyi with the soul of an adult woman. However, the fact that his treasure spoke her first words to him became one of the proudest moments of his life.

When Qin Yiyi was nearly eleven months, she could stand and take a few steps. She really didn't want to rush training herself; her body was still too small, and forcing her growth would be counterproductive. But she truly wanted to learn how to walk quickly so she could go to the toilet by herself and escape from the overbearing clutches of Meng Shichen, who was exceptionally insistent on this one task. She never expected that all of this would create a legend in the Beijing social circles.

Even if Qin Yiyi was initially reluctant or uncomfortable, she had to admit that she had grown accustomed to the company of young Meng Shichen. And aside from the Meng Family who were extremely happy, the Qin Family was also pleased to have an extra little brother who loved their cherished baby so much.

What is the Beijing power circle talking about every day now? Not national affairs, nor the gossip and scandals within the circle, but the daughter of the chief's house, the little princess of the entire upper society.

"It's said that Chief Qin's family finally had a daughter whom they adore immensely. Before she was born, they thought she was a son based on the signs, but it turned out to be a daughter. You have to say the Chief's family's mindset is different; they don't favor sons over daughters at all."

"What do you know? It's common knowledge that the top families are close, but they each have grandsons. Now that a Little Princess has finally arrived, of course, they dote on her excessively. Besides, that girl was born exceptionally beautiful. I've seen her once; she looks just like a little fairy."

"Heard that the Chief's daughter never cries. Every time she's hungry or wet, she'll make a noise to remind you. Truly a prodigy!"

"Yeah, and they say the little girl smiles at everyone, my goodness, she's unbearably cute. The Chief's lineage is just different from ordinary people."

"Heard the Qin Family's Little Princess could call people at five months old, and now, not even a year old, she can walk."

"Ah, no wonder they say she's a prodigy. The Chiefs can't help but beam with pride whenever they talk about her. If my granddaughter were half as smart as her, I'd be content."

These are all praises for her, of course, but there are also the rumors, like: "The Qin Family's Little Princess is almost one-year-old, yeah? Shouldn't we do something to celebrate? Got any ideas?"