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Pampering Our Three-year-old Sister

In her previous life, Le Bao had discovered a tragedy—he transmigrated into a three-and-a-half-year-old baby! He also had a massive business crocodile for a father and five elder brothers! Ye Chong tore up the contract worth 100 billion bucks and said, "Cancel all work after six. I'm going home to feed the baby." Big Brother Ye who was a real estate tycoon, "This looks like a good mountain. I'll buy it and build an amusement park for Le Bao." Second Brother Ye who was the medical expert, "Which hand touched Le Bao just now? If you don't tell me, I'll make sure to cripple it straight away." Third Brother Ye who was the nation's Best Actor, "Which show does Le Bao like? I'll give you a cameo appearance in the show." Fourth Brother Ye, who was a god in Esport, "Which medal does Le Bao want? I'll win it back for you." Fifth Brother Ye, who was a hacker bigshot, "Le Bao, I named a new program after you and handed it to the country." Le Bao shook her head and sighed. 'Oh, well. You can't resist charm even if you want to."

Lu Jiusheng · Thành thị
Không đủ số lượng người đọc
40 Chs

Do You Look Like You Can Afford It?

Biên tập viên: Dragon Boat Translation

"I don't care, I don't care. Give it back to me! I wanted it just now, but I just left it here for now!" The little fatty was unreasonable and wanted to snatch the toy gun from her.

It wasn't that she couldn't give it to him, but she didn't like the attitude of this brat.

"Did you pay? Is this gun yours?"

The little fatty choked and stammered, "I haven't paid yet, I'm asking my mother to pay for it!"

As he spoke, he reached out to snatch it again. Le Bao took a few steps back and raised her chin. "You can ask me for it, but you have to speak to me politely. You have to say, 'I like this gun very much, can you give it to me?'"

"Courtesy my ass!" The chubby little face rolled its eyes and rolled up its sleeves as if it was ready to snatch something.

"If I say I want it, you have to give it to me. Otherwise, I'll hit you!"

The little fatty was five or six years old, and his body was much bigger than hers. Standing in front of him, he was like a small mountain.

Le Bao was really angered by this impolite child. If this guy could talk nicely, she would have given him this toy.

But he actually wanted to snatch it! She wouldn't even give a fart to him!

"You said I'll give it to you just because you want it? I won't give it to you!"

"Ahhhh! Ugly freak, I'll beat you to death!"

Le Bao hugged the small gun and turned around to run. Her small figure walked between the shelves as if she was teasing a dog.

The little fatty saw that he was about to catch up to her, but who knew that after a turn, he could not see Le Bao. He was so angry that he stomped his feet on the spot like an irritable little bear cub.

"If I catch you, I'll beat you to death!"

Le Bao deliberately stuck her head out from behind him. "Big stupid bear, I'm here! Come and chase me!"

The little fatty's eyes were red with anger. He turned around and chased after her.

Le Bao was about to repeat the same trick when she saw a mother and daughter walking over. She hurriedly braked and ran to the side.

The little fatty, who was following closely behind her, was not so lucky. His heavy body followed closely behind Le Bao, not expecting her to suddenly stop.

The little fatty's heavy body tripped over his right foot with his left foot and fell to the ground. He cried loudly, causing the surrounding shopping people to look over.

The little fatty's mother, who heard the cry, rushed over. When she saw her son lying on the ground crying, she hurriedly came forward to help him. "Baby! Baby, what's wrong with you? Why are you lying on the ground? Where did you fall and hurt? Hurry up and let Mommy take a look!"

The little fatty shamelessly lay on the ground and refused to get up. He lay on the ground and waved his limbs, pointing in Le Bao's direction with teary eyes and complaining, "Wuuu... Mommy she stole my things! She even tripped me!"

The little fatty's mother immediately stood up and glared at her coldly. "What did you take from my son? Return it to him!"

As expected, like parents like children. They were really as unreasonable as their biological children.

Le Bao reasoned with her in a childish voice, "Auntie, I didn't take your son's thing. I saw it first and took it first. He insisted on snatching it from me."

The little fatty got up and sat on the ground, crying, "I saw the gun in your hand just now. I just didn't have time to take it away and put it there."

The little fatty's mother followed suit. "My son wanted this gun just now. We went to buy something else and left it behind. Give it to him quickly, or brother will cry very sadly."

Le Bao tilted her head and asked, "Auntie, have you paid?"

The little fatty's mother was stunned for a moment before she replied quickly, "Our family has a card here and is a super VIP customer here. You can just register the things you take away."

"Since you didn't count the money, it can't be considered yours." Le Bao said confidently, "I can give the toy to this little… brother, but he has to apologize to me first. He scolded me just now and wanted to hit me."

"I don't want to! If you don't give me the toy, I'll hit you!" The little fatty glared at her fiercely.

The crowd gradually increased, but no one stood up to speak.

The store manager and a few sales assistants quickly came over to understand the situation. After learning about the dispute between the two children, they tried to mediate. "Hello, Mrs. Ma. There's an identical toy in the warehouse. I'll get you a new one."

"I don't want a new one. I want the one in her hand! I don't care. My family is your family's VIP customer!" The little fatty imitated his mother's words. "If you don't give me her toys, I'll make my mother never come to your store to buy anything again!"

The little fatty's mother raised her hand to look at the time on her watch and said impatiently, "My son is right. How much money have I spent in your store? Can't I have a toy like this?"

"She wants the one in this little girl's hand. Has she paid?"

The store manager looked at Le Bao and shook his head hesitantly. Le Bao replied calmly, "My dad went out to answer the phone. We'll pay when he comes back."

The little fatty's mother sneered and sized her up with a contemptuous gaze. "Haven't you guys paid yet? Are you sure your family can really afford this? Dressed like this…"

Her tone was full of disdain.

Le Bao pursed her lips. "Auntie, you dress very well, but you look ugly."

The little fatty's mother was so angry that her nose was crooked. "How come this kid is so rude?"

Most of the female customers at the side couldn't help but start talking. "Both children want it. Otherwise, you can take out another one and let them choose. If there's a choice, they won't just fight for this one."

The manager felt that it made sense and left.

Le Bao looked at the person who spoke and explained seriously, "Auntie, I just want him to apologize to me, and I'll give him the toy."

When the little fatty heard this, he sat on the ground and kicked his feet crazily. He began to cry again.

"Wow… Mommy, did you hear that? She just didn't want to give it to me on purpose!"

"Good, good, good! Baby don't cry, Baby don't cry! Mommy will bring it over now!"

As she spoke, she approached Le Bao step by step. "Just give it to me. I don't think you can afford it!"

Looking at the woman's fierce appearance, Le Bao knew that with her body size, she would definitely not be able to fight against this woman.

Where was her cheap father? Didn't he see that she was being bullied here?

Le Bao watched as the woman's mountain-like figure drew closer and closer. Subconsciously, she started to retreat.

However, her short legs could not outrun the woman. The little fatty's mother easily grabbed her collar from behind and grabbed the toy, trying to pull it out forcefully.

Le Bao couldn't resist the woman's strength, so she let go of her hand. She was roughly pushed to the ground by the woman. She opened her small mouth and burst into tears. "Wah… Daddy! Where are you? Bao Bao was beaten up!"

The little fatty's mother pointed at her with her short, fat finger, which was wearing two or three gemstone rings, and said angrily, "What's there to cry about? You stole someone else's things first and even caused my son to fall. It's already good enough that your parents came over to apologize. You might not even be able to afford this!"

"Look at what you're wearing. Do you think you can spend money in such a place?"

A cold male voice suddenly sounded. "Who says she can't afford this?"