Lu Kou frowned and looked at the Driver, “Stop the car.”
The car suddenly pulled over to the side of the road, and the Driver hurried out to buy some water, returning a few minutes later with a large bag of things.
Lu Lian slowly took out a bottle of warm water from the bag, opened it unhurriedly, and inserted a straw before handing it to her.
Bai Xia, on the other hand, took out a bag of chips from the bag, but Lu Huan snatched it from her, his tone leaving no room for argument, “There are additives in that, you can’t eat it.”
Bai Xia shot him a sideways glance, “And who are you? What I eat is none of your business! Or are you trying to poison me to get back at my mom? You’re really something else.”
Lu Kou took a deep breath, the first time someone had pointed at his nose like this.
He inhaled, but still opened a bag of milk, trying to sound gentle as he said, “Drink this instead.”
Bai Xia: “And this one doesn’t have additives?”
Lu Kou glanced at the ingredients list, saw the long list of words, and, displeased, put the milk aside.
Food these days really needs to be sorted out.
“Just drink water.”
He handed the water over again.
Bai Xia closed her eyes and ignored him.
Meeting him for the first time and he already planned to force himself on the female lead—what a lunatic.
He hurt someone and then questioned them, yet still had the nerve to blame her for leaving without a word. Isn’t that insanity?
Just because he was drugged, does that mean he can sleep with someone else?
That was his own lack of self-control, and the female lead was already being nice by not reporting him.
So what if she’s his daughter?
With the way he is, could he even raise her right?
Lu Kou looked at the girl whose brows and eyes so closely resembled his own as a child.
He turned on his phone, tapped a few times, then took her small schoolbag and rummaged through it.
Her drawing book had a name written on it: Bai Xia.
And not Song Zheng’s child, which proved the daughter was definitely his.
Lin Tong had hidden his daughter from him for so long, and still dared to call him brother? Shameless!
“What are you doing?”
Bai Xia snatched back her schoolbag, her face full of disdain.
“You’re an adult, don’t you even know what the word ‘privacy’ means? Didn’t your teachers ever teach you that?”
The Driver could only feel cold sweat on his forehead—Miss really dared to say anything.
Lu Huan didn’t get angry, just handed the notebook back to her, “How old are you?”
Bai Xia closed her eyes and said nothing.
What’s scary isn’t just having a dad like this—the most frightening thing is that in the original story, the female lead actually forgave the male lead.
But this was her mother; what could she say?
Though she was being ignored, Lu Huan didn’t get angry at all.
But when he thought of Bai Ruanwen actually marrying Lin Tong, a surge of resentment and unwillingness welled up in his heart.
His own daughter had called someone else “Dad” for three years!
***
Half an hour later, the car entered the villa district.
When the Driver opened the door, Bai Xia was suddenly picked up by someone.
She struggled to get down, “I can walk by myself!”
Hearing her childish, milky complaint, Lu Huan put her down and then held her hand as they entered the villa.
By this time, the last trace of sunlight had faded from the sky.
The villa was brightly lit, and several family members were seated around the long table.
Lu Jin Nian sat at the head of the table, and the butler hurried over, suddenly leaning in to whisper something in his ear.
The others also glanced over secretly, not understanding what was happening.
Out of the corner of his eye, Lu Qi Hui saw a figure appear.
Seeing Lu Huan return so early, he smiled, “Thought you weren’t coming back today, so we didn’t wait for you. Zhang Ma, hurry to the kitchen and add two more dishes.”
As he finished speaking, he saw the little girl holding his son’s hand, instantly confused.
But when he saw the girl’s face, his expression grew increasingly serious, and he unconsciously stood up…
“She…”
Lu Qi Hui could barely control his facial expression.
Yao Rong put down her chopsticks, smiling brightly, “What a cute child! Whose family is she from? Don’t tell me Lu Lian secretly had a kid?”
Bai Xia immediately replied, “What do you mean, secretly had a kid? Do you have no manners?”
The childish voice left everyone in the villa stunned.
Yao Yun didn’t get angry but took out a napkin to wipe her mouth, then looked at the butler, as if asking where this wild child had come from.
“She is my daughter.”
Lu Kou swept a cold glance at Yao Rong.
One sentence caught everyone off guard.
The servants stared at the little girl in shock—this… this is the president’s daughter?
The president actually has a daughter?!
Lu Xiao Nian’s face changed, staring straight at his grandson, then shifting his gaze to the little girl.
Looking at that familiar little face, he remembered his eldest grandson looked just like this as a child. Could it be…
He quickly took his cane from the butler and walked step by step to the little girl.
The wrinkles on his face shifted from shock to disbelief, and finally to wild joy.
There was no mistake—Lu Kou’s eyes looked exactly like this as a child.
Especially those pupils. He actually had a great-granddaughter!
“Who’s your daughter? Have you no shame? You clearly kidnapped me here, you human trafficker!”
Bai Xia protested, folding her arms.
She didn’t like any of this family.
The male lead’s mother died, and his father immediately married another woman and had another son—no wonder the male lead turned out this way.
Even worse was the male lead’s stepmother.
After he brought his daughter home, she targeted her at every turn, even tried to frame her, thinking no one would believe a child.
Luckily, the original host was a genius hacker—she hacked Yao Yun’s phone at age three and deleted all her important data.
If only she had that ability, she wouldn’t be a genius child; she’d be running for president!
“What’s going on?”
Lu Jin Nian quickly grabbed the girl’s arm, looking at Lu Lian with suspicion.
“Where’s her mother? When did you have a child? Why are you only bringing her home now? Where’s the paternity test report?”
Lu Qi Hui snapped out of his shock, quickly looking at his son.
“When did you end up with a daughter? This isn’t a small matter. Who’s her mother?”
No one knew his son better than he did.
Kidnapping a child was unlikely—his son didn’t even like kids.
But for a daughter to appear out of nowhere, he needed a moment to process.
Yao Rong’s expression changed, her eyes full of suspicion as she looked at the girl.
Daughter?
What a joke!
Even the mosquitoes around Lu Kou were male—how could he suddenly have a daughter this age?
She feared he’d bought a child to please the old man, knowing he wanted a great-grandson, so he could get more of the inheritance.
“The paternity test report will be ready tomorrow, but she is my daughter.”
Lu Kou’s tone was stiff.
“Who her mother is, you don’t need to know.”
Bai Xia couldn’t hold it in and rolled her eyes at him.
“My mother is Bai Ruanwen! My father is Lin Tong, not you, you trafficker!”
Looking at the footprints on her shoes, Lu Huan was already used to it.
He took off her small schoolbag and turned to instruct the kitchen to prepare some child-friendly dishes.
And all those messy snacks needed to be dealt with—he definitely wouldn’t let his daughter sneak junk food every day.
Of course, the most important thing was acknowledging her roots—his daughter would never call anyone else “Dad.”
“Bai Ruanwen? Isn’t she the daughter from the Bai Jia before?”
Yao Rong seemed to recall something.
After the Bai Jia went bankrupt, they disappeared from sight.
She hadn’t expected their daughter to be so capable, secretly giving birth to a child.
Lu Xiao Nian also caught the key information, his old eyes flashing with a glimmer.
“Lin Tong? What’s going on?”
Lu Kou’s voice was low, “I’ll handle this.”
Bai Xia immediately added, “My dad and mom are already married. I am my father’s daughter—bloodline doesn’t mean anything. Back then, it was this scumbag who forced my mom. He’s not even fit to be my father. I will never acknowledge him!”
When they heard her household registration was with the Lin Jia, Yao Yun also breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, “Since Bai Ruanwen and Lin Tong are already married, we shouldn’t break up their family. Let’s hurry and send her back, before the Lin Jia comes to demand her back.”
“Nonsense!”
Lu Xiao Nian stomped his cane, his tone unyielding, “What about the Lin Jia? The Song Jia can abduct a child from the Lu Jia? I’m not letting this go!”
Bai Xia was speechless.
As expected, they were all the same—grandfather and grandson, all cut from the same cloth.
Yao Rong frowned, “Father, why are you in such a hurry? The paternity test report isn’t out yet. We don’t even know whose child she is. Even if she is Lu Kou’s, her household registration is with the Lin Jia. If we want to take her, we’ll have to negotiate with the Lin Jia. Rushing things would only make it worse.”
Lu Qi Hui nodded, “That’s right.”
Lu Jin Nian’s face darkened, “They abducted my great-granddaughter. I haven’t settled the score with them yet! The descendants of the Lu Jia must acknowledge their ancestors!”
Bai Xia didn’t want to argue with this bunch who couldn’t understand human language.
Did they even care how she ended up here?
Back then, it was the male lead who suspected the female lead of drugging him, which is why she left in anger.
Now they were all pretending to be affectionate?
Where were they back then?
Now that the child’s here, suddenly everyone wants her?
Clearly, being a nutcase runs in the family.
Not a single one could understand what she was saying.
Feeling her stomach rumble, she sat down alone on a chair.
“I want to eat chicken wings.”
Hearing her childish voice, Lu Jin Nian hurriedly looked toward the kitchen, “Quick, make her chicken wings! Make several!”
Looking at the little girl’s adorable face, Lu Jin Nian’s eyes were full of affection.
He never dreamed he’d live to see a great-granddaughter.
Her nose and eyes were exactly like Lu Huan’s as a child—there could be no mistake!
Yao Rong sneered, “It’s just a great-granddaughter. If it were a great-grandson, you’d probably be over the moon!”
“What’s wrong with a great-granddaughter?”
Bai Xia stared right at her, her words clear.
“Aren’t you a woman? Do you hate yourself that much?”
Yao Rong’s face changed, as if she couldn’t take the embarrassment.
“I wonder what kind of upbringing Bai Ruanwen gave her. If people saw this, they’d think she was raised without parents,” she said sourly.
Bai Xia’s face was full of displeasure, “You had parents to teach you? Did they teach you to value boys over girls?”
“You—”
Yao Yun suddenly gripped her chopsticks tightly.
Lu Jin Nian shot her a sidelong glance, “She’s just a child, why argue with a child?”
“I’m a child, but you’re not. My mom is my legal guardian. What you’re doing is kidnapping!” Bai Xia looked at him unhappily.
Lu Jin Nian paused, unwilling to argue with his great-granddaughter.
A child with a sense of caution was good—it was just a matter of getting used to things.
She’d settle in after a while.
When the kitchen finally brought out the food, Bai Xia looked at the tall cabinet and put down her chopsticks.
The butler immediately bent down and held the bowl for her.
Bai Xia turned away, “I don’t want to eat! I want him to feed me!”
Lu Kou, who had just changed clothes and come downstairs, met her gaze.
He paused, never having done such a thing before, but still rolled up his sleeves, took the bowl and chopsticks, knelt down, and picked up a chicken wing to feed her.
Once he got his daughter back, Bai Ruanwen would surely return too.
Everyone else wore shocked expressions—no one had ever seen the president so patient. Blood ties really were different.
“It’s too hot, how am I supposed to eat this? Are you trying to burn me?” Bai Xia pouted and folded her arms.
Lu Huan took a breath, lowered his head to test the chicken wing, confirmed it was warm, and then fed it to her again.
Bai Xia frowned, “You’re so unhygienic. How am I supposed to eat after you’ve bitten it?”
Lu Kou frowned, “Bite the other side.”
Bai Xia shook her head, “No way. Who knows if you have helicobacter pylori? My mom taught me to love cleanliness—I can’t eat other people’s saliva.”