Anticipation

Xi Mo: "..."

He opened his eyes and immediately noticed Zhouzhou's bright eyes, gleaming with the excitement of making money. He sat up, lifting the little chubby girl into a proper sitting position, frowning, "Are you still thinking about this?"

Zhouzhou nodded her little head vigorously, clutching her chest with a pitiful expression, "My heart hurts. Only money can make it better."

"I can't sleep without money."

But she had been sleeping all day.

Xi Mo knew these were just excuses. The truth was that the little girl couldn't stop thinking about money--she wasn't willing to miss out on even a single penny.

However, this matter was not so simple.

He shook his head resolutely, "No."

"You can't go. It's too dangerous, and Ye Lingfeng is already handling those people."

"That's exactly why we should go help Sharp Tongue Daddy!" Zhouzhou said softly.

Xi Mo remained unmoved, still shaking his head firmly despite Zhouzhou's constant begging and cajoling.