Mr. Yan, wake up! Your wife isn't a delicate little flower.

Qin Yebai's sudden scream was completely inexplicable.

"What are you doing? You're scaring me!"

On the sofa, the little girl in the princess dress glared at Qin Yebai.

Cheng Xihe chuckled and looked at Qin Yebai: "Who are you calling the Great Demon King? Hmm?"

"Big... Second, Second Sister." Qin Yebai was so startled that she dropped the cake in her hand on the table and fell to the ground.

The children all turned their heads and saw Cheng Xihe standing behind the sofa.

The boy who had just been mocking Qin Yebai froze for a moment, his eyes widening in surprise. He abandoned Qin Yebai and ran to Cheng Xihe's side.

The young man in the suit straightened his bow tie and looked up at Cheng Xihe:

"Beautiful lady, are you a fairy? How come I've never seen you before?"

He had seen many of the people at the banquet today since he was a child; they were all familiar faces.

This was truly the first time Cheng Xihe had met him.

Even the little girl sitting on the sofa in a princess dress, who was initially impatient, looked up at Cheng Xihe.

The other children were drawn in and gathered around, chattering excitedly: "You really are a fairy! Your dress is so sparkly and beautiful!"

"I've only ever seen such beautiful older sisters in cartoons."

The little girl with pigtails reached out and gently touched Cheng Xihe's dress. "Yes, she is a real princess."

"She's even prettier than the princesses on TV!"

"Could this be my fairy godmother? Waaah, she's a fairy sister!"

The children all gathered around Cheng Xihe.

Looking down at the little boy beside her, Cheng Xihe chuckled, "I am the village girl you were just laughing at, Qin Yebai's second sister."

Cheng Xihe looked up at Qin Yebai, who quickly shrank back and waved his hand, saying, "I didn't say anything bad about you."

"I know."

"Yes, I'm sorry, fairy sister, I shouldn't have called you a country bumpkin! I was wrong." The little boy immediately apologized to Cheng Xihe, his attitude was quite proper.

Cheng Xihe was too lazy to argue with him: "Hmm."

"What are you doing here?" Cheng Xihe asked Qin Yebai calmly.

Qin Yebai explained in a low voice, "My mother ran into Madam Yan over there and didn't have time to look after me, so she told me to come and play by myself, and that's why I came."

"Okay, then you guys keep playing." Cheng Xihe ignored him and turned to leave.

The children all stared blankly at Cheng Xihe.

"Huh?" Cheng Xihe, who had taken two steps forward, stopped and realized that he could no longer move.

She tugged at her skirt, but there was resistance.

Turning around, Cheng Xihe saw a little girl in a blue princess dress tugging at her skirt, her beautiful big eyes looking at Cheng Xihe.

Cheng Xihe searched through the little girl's information in his mind, but couldn't find it.

She raised an eyebrow and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Sister, can you be my fairy godmother?" The little girl walked up to Cheng Xihe and naturally took her hand.

The little girl in front of me was exquisitely beautiful, looking to be only about six years old. She had her hair in a bun and wore a crown on her head.

Judging from her performance just now, she holds a very high position among these children.

Even that little boy from earlier didn't dare to mess with her.

Whose child is it?

Cheng Xihe tried to pull his hand away, but the little girl's chubby little hand held it tightly.

The little boy, who was only about ten years old, walked over and tugged at the little girl's arm: "Qiaoqiao, this is Qin Yebai's older sister, not your fairy godmother."

"Don't pull me, this is my fairy godmother!"

Qiaoqiao said earnestly, "Every princess has a fairy godmother, and I want one too."

"Didn't your family find you several girls before? You didn't like any of them," the little boy earnestly advised.

Qiaoqiao shook her head, tightly gripping Cheng Xihe's fingers: "Those people aren't pretty enough, they're not worthy of being my fairy godmother. They're all afraid of me and try to please me."

"I don't like it. I want to choose my own fairy godmother."

Although she is young, she has her own set of logic and speaks very clearly.

The fact that she's so obsessed with having a fairy godmother is something I don't know how to put into words.

"Me too!"

"I want one too!"

"Can you be our fairy godmother, sister?"

Fu Shenghuan, the young boy who was in charge, said helplessly, "You guys shouldn't get involved."

He looked at Qiao Qiao and tugged at her hand: "That would require Qin Yebai's sister to be your fairy godmother, and your mother to agree as well."

Qin Yebai, who was not far away, was dumbfounded to see how popular Cheng Xihe was.

That's a great demon queen! How could so many people want her to be their fairy godmother? That's terrifying!

"I cannot agree to this now." Cheng Xihe pried Qiao Qiao's hands off, glanced at Qin Yebai, and prepared to leave.

"Wow!"

Qiaoqiao's hands were pried open, and when she reached out but couldn't grab Cheng Xihe's clothes, she broke down and cried, "Don't go, waaaah, Fairy Godmother!"

This move left Qin Yebai somewhat stunned.

Cheng Xihe glanced at him and saw him turn around and slip away towards the ladies' lounge area.

At this moment, the little girl's crying attracted everyone's attention.

The first to notice the commotion was Qin Ruosu, who had just come out of the restroom with Su Wenjie.

She walked over quickly, glanced at Qiao Qiao who was crying, and then at Fu Shenghuan who was comforting her.

Turning her head, she saw Cheng Xihe standing not far away with a cold face. Her eyes darted around, and a wicked idea came to her mind.

"Little girl, why are you crying?" Qin Ruosu walked to Qiao Qiao's side, lowered her voice, and asked gently.

Su Wenjie walked over, glared at Cheng Xihe as he passed her, and whispered in Qin Ruosu's ear, "This is Miss Lan from Hong Kong."

The Lan family wields absolute power in Hong Kong City, and their relationship with City A is also deeply intertwined. It is said that Lan Qiaoqiao's mother is Yan Mingchuan's aunt.

This is the daughter of the Lan family patriarch, who has had her late in life and cherishes her dearly.

Qiaoqiao pointed at Cheng Xihe, looking extremely aggrieved: "Sister, my sister... sob sob sob..."

Sobbing uncontrollably, Qiaoqiao turned her head and buried her face in Fu Shenghuan's arms, tears and snot streaming down her face.

Seeing this, Qin Ruosu stood up, pointed at Cheng Xihe, and gently scolded, "Xihe, how could you bully a child?"

"Which eye of yours saw me bullying a child?"

Cheng Xihe retorted, "If you don't want your eyes, donate them. Don't let them sit here as decorations."

"Everyone saw you bullying this child!" Qin Ruosu's voice rose. "Xihe, even if you don't like children, you can't do this. This is a public place."

The baby's crying already attracted a lot of people.

These words drew even more attention, and some gossipy people even gathered around...