My baby is two and a half years old. Daddy, hurry up and make some milk!

Lu Ziguan, who had just been thoroughly disciplined by his older sister, was now curled up in the soft arms of the young lady in the CEO's office, his little shoulders trembling as he cried with great grievance.

Waaaaaah...

A soft, intermittent sob escaped from his throat.

The little head was buried in the secretary's neck, and the two chubby little hands were tightly gripping the other's name tag strap.

Her little feet were still bouncing and kicking in the air, looking pitiful as if she had suffered a great injustice.

My sister doesn't love me anymore!

The little guy's round eyes were bloodshot, his eyelashes were wet and stuck to his eyelids, and the tip of his nose was bright red. He had only one thought on his mind.

He only thought of drawing for his sister because he thought the colored pencils were pretty and could produce color.

Instead of thanking him, his sister spanked him mercilessly, and his bottom is still burning hot from the pain.

Lu Chenyue, who had been watching the whole thing, stood by without saying a word, let alone pleading for his son.

He rubbed his temples, then helplessly raised his hand and beckoned several secretaries from the president's office to come forward.

"Could you please help the two little ones clean the watercolor paint off their faces?"

Several secretaries, who had been holding back their laughter so hard their shoulders were shaking, immediately and quietly surrounded the boss upon receiving his instructions.

One person held Lu Ziguan, who was still sobbing, while two others squatted on the ground, carefully wiping the faces of the two children with wet cotton wipes and children's makeup remover wipes.

While the children were tidying up, Lu Chenyue took out his phone and casually described the farce of the siblings' mutual sabotage, then sent it to his wife, Shen Wanning.

The message was sent out and received a reply almost instantly.

It's just a simple sentence, but it hits the nail on the head:

What goes around comes around; didn't Le Bao also paint her younger brother's face all over with graffiti before?

Lu Chenyue looked at the screen, chuckled softly, his eyes filled with a helpless yet doting smile.

you do not say!

What goes around comes around; no one escapes the wrath of Heaven.

Lu Ziguan's crying had not completely stopped.

On the other side, Le Bao, whose face was being wiped in the arms of the secretary, had just finished wiping her face when she caught a glimpse of her younger brother still secretly wiping away tears. Her suppressed anger instantly flared up again.

Her little brows furrowed deeply, her round almond-shaped eyes widened, and her childish voice carried a fierce undertone:

"You still dare to cry?"

The clear, childlike voice had an inherent intimidating power, instantly making the sobbing Lu Ziguan freeze.

The little guy suddenly raised his tear-streaked face and timidly looked at his serious-looking sister. The pain in his bottom became a hundred times more intense in an instant, scaring him so much that he immediately shut his mouth.

He dared not utter another sound of crying, quickly lowered his head, and buried his face tightly in the warm embrace of the secretary.

He kept nudging his head, as if he wanted to hide himself completely and escape his sister's sight.

After a two-second standoff, Lu Ziguan only dared to let out a muffled groan from deep in his throat, the sound barely audible, not daring to be arrogant in the slightest.

"snort."

Le Bao proudly raised her chin, her eyes sweeping over the chubby little boy who was curled up in a ball, exuding an aura of authority.

I'll let you off this time!

Several female secretaries worked together, going back and forth for a long time, changing countless wet wipes.

It took a few careful wipes to finally clean the colorful watercolor stains that remained on the children's faces, foreheads, and earlobes.

The siblings, whose faces were originally covered in graffiti, instantly regained their clean and adorable appearance.

Once tidied up, Le Bao instantly regained her energy. She nimbly scurried to the leather sofa in the office, using both hands and feet to climb up in a flash.

She skillfully lifted the snack storage basket next to the sofa and pulled out a large bag of crispy French fries.

He sat cross-legged in the middle of the sofa, tore open the packaging bag, picked up a golden French fry, and began to crunch and chew it.

The crisp chewing sound was clear and loud, slow and deliberate, with a hint of deliberate showing off.

Just moments ago, Xiao Biga Lu Ziguan was trembling with fear after being disciplined by her older sister and thought her sister was incredibly scary. But as soon as she heard the familiar sound of snacks, all her grievances and fears vanished instantly.

He immediately struggled to jump down from the secretary's arms and ran quickly to the sofa with his short legs.

With her chubby little face tilted up, she stared intently at her older sister who was eating fries, her big, wet, round eyes wide open.

Her little mouth was slightly open, and her eyes were full of longing.

Le Bao glanced at him with her eyes down and immediately had an idea.

She picked up a long French fry, held it in mid-air, and slowly spoke in a childish voice:

"Call me 'sister'."

Lu Ziguan stared at the fragrant French fry, his mouth practically watering. He pursed his lips tightly, making a muffled sound in his throat:

"Hehehe!"

"It's the older sister, not hehe."

"Hehehe!"

"elder sister!"

"Hehehe!"

Le Bao put her hands on her hips, rolled her eyes, and her little face was full of speechlessness.

Phew, whatever!

My younger brother is so slow! I've taught him so many times, but he still can't learn it even once!

She stopped hesitating and generously handed over the fries in her hand, stuffing them into Lu Ziguan's slightly open mouth.

The fries were crispy and sweet, and Lu Ziguan's eyes lit up instantly. He pursed his lips and chewed them with satisfaction.

The little one quickly finished a French fry and immediately developed a conditioned reflex, obediently tilting his little face up, opening his mouth wide, and making "ah ah" sounds, squatting motionless in front of the sofa, waiting obediently for his sister to feed him again.

"How's your sister?"

"howl!"

"Isn't my sister awesome?"

"Great!"

Do you love your older sister?

"Endure!"

A simple French fry instantly resolved all the tension between the siblings.

It was as if the friction had never happened.

In the evening, Lu Chenyue had an unavoidable business engagement.

He decided to take both children with him.

Nowadays, in the top elite circles of the entire A City, from senior business veterans to young scions of the same age, who doesn't know that Lu Chenyue, the president of Lu Corporation, is a super dad in private?

So when everyone saw Lu Chenyue attending the social banquet with his two children tonight, no one was surprised and took it for granted.

The banquet was brightly lit, filled with elegantly dressed business leaders who gathered to toast and chat, creating a lively yet formal atmosphere.

After a few rounds of drinks, the atmosphere was just right, and someone took the initiative to stand up and suggest raising a glass. Everyone in the room picked up their red and white wine glasses, ready to drink together and enhance the atmosphere.

Lu Chenyue sat in the main seat with a composed demeanor. He raised his hand to pick up the wine glass filled with red wine in front of him, preparing to raise a toast with the others.

Just as he raised his wine glass, Le Bao, who was sitting next to him, moved swiftly and suddenly stretched out her small, chubby hands, slapping down the wine glass that Lu Chenyue was raising.

The little guy sat up straight, his face tense, his eyes serious, and he spoke in a fierce yet adorable tone, leaving no room for argument.

"You're not allowed to drink it!"

Her soft, sweet voice was incredibly penetrating, instantly drowning out all the laughter and chatter, and making the surrounding noise suddenly quiet down.

Lu Chenyue paused for a moment, then turned to look at his serious-looking little daughter. His imposing aura vanished instantly, and he softened his tone, whispering to his little darling:

"Dad, can you just have one sip? Just a tiny sip?"

As he spoke, he tried to lift the wine glass with a little force, and then raised his glass in greeting to the other partners present.

The people around watched the father and daughter with smiles, all waiting to see the super dad take care of the child in a memorable way, and no one dared to make a sound to disturb them.

The next second—

"Snapped!"

A crisp, loud slap echoed clearly in the now quiet private room.

Le Bao's little slap landed solidly on Lu Chenyue's handsome cheek. The force wasn't great, but the sound was exceptionally crisp.

The entire venue fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone, holding their wine glasses, froze in mid-air, staring in disbelief at the scene before them, not daring to breathe.

"How about we drink some water? I suddenly feel like drinking water is really nice."

"Yes, yes, I think so too."

"Drinking water is good, drinking water is good."

After a long while, someone broke the silence, and everyone echoed the sentiment to replace the wine with water.

This time, Lu Chenyue successfully brought the cup to his lips.

Sigh, even though my daughter means well, she should at least save me some face in public.