Energetic Lad

Before Shen Liang could finish speaking, he saw a certain someone smile and hand him a cell phone. Clearly written on the screen was: [Brother, what's the matter? I'm having supper with Dad. I'll call you back later?]

He looked at his own phone, which didn't have a single word, let alone a whole message.

Shen Liang: "…" The legendary preferential treatment hurt!

"So, you like her?"

Shen Liang calmly asked the question. Those slanted eyes narrowed, as if seeing through him.

When had the big boss Ling Chuan ever shown his phone to others, even just a glance? But he actually gave it away outright, and it was his personal phone!

Wasn't he afraid that the little girl would reveal all his secrets?

Ling Chuan ignored him and replied to Lu An as he unhurriedly typed with his slender fingers: [Nothing, I just wanted to ask if you're okay. If there's no problem, go back and rest early. Goodnight.]

Lu An: [Okay, you should rest early too. Goodnight~]

Ling Chuan: [Mm.]

A certain someone nodded lightly, then put away his phone. The corners of his lips curled up slightly. His flawless and handsome face was as bright as the moon, warm and noble, and enough to enrapture people!

Shen Liang felt like he had seen a ghost. Was this the sort of expression the grim King of Hell should have?

Damn, that was the daughter of a mere nouveau riche upstart — was he for real?

No way, he had to pay attention to this Lu An!

…

Elsewhere, after No. 5, Lu Xingran, was done advising his dad, he put down his phone and went to take a shower.

He had been busy creating a game recently. School was about to start soon, and he didn't want it to drag on until after school started. Thus, he had been staying at a rental house for the past few days, and planned to at least finish writing the final code and create a prototype first.

But his father…

Who knew if the old man had been afflicted with mythomania?

After taking a quick shower and putting on a pair of red shorts, Lu Xingran hurriedly picked up his phone and was about to contact his third brother, when he saw the photo which his father sent him.

A tiny yellow dog?

The yellow dog was extremely adorable. Its cute little face was facing the camera, and it was standing on its hind legs to reveal the light fur on its stomach, so soft that it made one want to rub it.

Ahhhh!

A certain someone who was already screaming inside replied very calmly: [Dad, where did this dog come from?]

Lu Xiao was driving Lu An home just then.

He was anxious to bring his daughter to see the room that had been prepared for her. It was only a few minutes later that he saw the messages from No. 5.

No. 5: [Dad, say something.]

No. 5: [Where did you go?]

No. 5: [Don't scare me.]

It was a string of messages; No. 5 made it sound like it was a life-and-death situation.

Father Lu widened his eyes. Before he could reply, he heard the door open.

"Laowu?"

It was a tall and energetic young man with handsome features. His yellow hair was a mess and he was only wearing a pair of red shorts. Drops of water slid down his lean muscles.

Father Lu was stunned. Before he could say anything, Little Tyrant Dragon was snatched out of his hands!

"Dad, don't you dislike dogs?

"Why are you keeping a dog all of a sudden? You didn't even reply to my messages!

"Forget it, rest early. I'll take care of the dog for you. See you later!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he ran off again.

Only Little Tyrant Dragon's howls could be faintly heard.

"Hey! Hey!"

Father Lu quickly chased after him, but it was dark outside, and he couldn't see even a shadow of the person.

Seriously!

This damn brat hadn't seen his little sister yet!

Where did you come running from, in the middle of the night?

At that moment, Lu An came out after looking at her room. She saw her father in the living room with his head hanging low, and asked curiously, "Dad, what happened? Did someone come just now?"