"Okay!"

"Mommy, you sing first, and Tongtong will sing along."

Jun Qingmeng clapped her hands and started to sing, "Under the big bridge, a flock of ducks swims by~ Come on, come on and count them now, two, four, six, seven, eight! Quack, quack, there are so, so many..."

Tongtong sang another version, changing "a flock of ducks" to "a flock of daddies."

This made Jun Qingmeng burst out laughing.

Jiang Liu, who was busy in the kitchen, was also made to laugh by his daughter.

His girlfriend sang very well, though. Jun Qingmeng had taken music lessons before, so her pronunciation was quite good.

After singing along, Tongtong’s chest heaved. "Whew~ Singing has tired this little cutie out."

"Daddy, can you sing the little ducky song?"

Jiang Liu raised an eyebrow. "A little bit, I guess."

’He had originally planned to say he couldn’t, but then he had a second thought: what if his daughter made fun of him?’

Jun Qingmeng’s eyes lit up. "Honey, I want to hear you sing, please!"

"Daddy, I want to hear you sing too! Can you sing for Tongtong? Please!"

The two of them cupped their faces in their hands, looking at Jiang Liu with anticipation.

Jiang Liu: "..."

"No way!"

Making him sing a children’s song was harder for him to accept than taking a beating.

A minute later.

Jun Qingmeng was clapping out a rhythm for Jiang Liu, while Tongtong wiggled her butt, waving a flashlight around. The two of them were like a pair of little fangirls.

"Under the big bridge, a flock of ducks swims by..."

Their eyes went wide in an instant.

Jiang Liu’s voice was clear, his pronunciation perfect, and his pitch control was flawless. He could sing several lines in one breath, his delivery incredibly smooth.

Even though it was just a simple children’s song, Jiang Liu somehow managed to make it sound unique and stylish.

It was much better than when Jun Qingmeng sang it herself.

After the "Little Ducks" song was over.

Jiang Liu had also finished washing the dishes.

He sensed it had gotten a little quiet, and when he turned around, he was met with two pairs of sparkling eyes.

"Wow! Daddy, you sing so well! Even better than our Teacher Liu!" Jiang Tongtong exclaimed in surprise.

But she wasn’t envious, because he was *her* daddy!

"Honey, can I be your fan from now on? If you hold a concert, I’ll book out the whole venue for you, okay?"

Jiang Liu replied unamused, "What, to sing children’s songs on stage?"

"I don’t care! Whatever you sing, I’ll book the venue. I’m a little rich woman, you know."

"Daddy the superstar, can you give your little fan an autograph?"

"Come on, I’ll give you one."

"Mmm," Tongtong said, running over.

Jiang Liu took out a pen and wrote his name, "Jiang Liu," on her hand in elegant script.

"Wow! I got Daddy the superstar’s autograph!"

Tongtong jumped up and down with joy.

"Honey, your handwriting is still so beautiful. I thought that after not writing for a few years, you might have gotten rusty."

Jun Qingmeng looked at the characters on Tongtong’s hand. They were very familiar.

Back when she was in school, she had collected plenty of Jiang Liu’s handwritten notes.

’A true love-struck legend!’

Because Tongtong was squealing with delight, Jiang Liu didn’t quite hear what Jun Qingmeng said. He smiled and spoke, "It’s getting late. We should head back and get some sleep."

"Okay!"

"Time to take Daddy home!"

Jun Qingmeng packed up the food Jiang Liu had prepared for her.

It was for her bestie, the "little piggy."

She couldn’t forget, otherwise "Little Piggy" would throw a fit when she got back.

They closed the door.

The three of them walked side by side.

The moon was very full today. The Mid-Autumn Festival was approaching, and the moon is always big and bright around this time.

A gust of wind blew past.

A cloud slowly drifted over a corner of the moon, making it no longer flawless.

The neighbors once again ’fed’ Jiang Liu a bunch of strange things.

Food, household items, a random assortment of things.

They hoped Jiang Liu would keep his shop open forever.

Otherwise, without Jiang Liu’s food shop, they would just die!

Jiang Liu resignedly took the items and put them in the trunk.

The three of them got into the car.

Jiang Tongtong again asked Jiang Liu to sing "Qi Li Xiang" for her.

Jiang Liu didn’t refuse.

The two of them listened with excited expressions.

It sounded so good!

His handling of every syllable was perfect, and he even added his own interpretation to the lyrics.

While on the road, Jiang Liu received a message from Wang Han. He said he was going to inspect the site tonight and that work would begin tomorrow, as the detailed plans were finalized.

Back at the residential complex.

As usual, Jun Qingmeng went back first to feed her grumbling "little piggy."

Meanwhile, Jiang Liu took Tongtong back to give her a bath first.

「Not long after.」

Jun Qingmeng emerged from the bathroom in a nightgown, her long, slender legs taking confident strides.

The fragrance from her body was enough to make one’s blood boil with passion.

Even Guo Jia, a woman herself, couldn’t help but stare.

By this point, Guo Jia had eaten the cumin beef cubes down to the very last few pieces. It wasn’t that she was full, but that she couldn’t bear to finish them.

She wanted to save them to eat with steamed buns for lunch tomorrow.

"Qingmeng, have you already set a time with your dad?" Hearing this, Guo Jia was instantly energized, sitting up from the sofa while clutching her stomach.

Jun Qingmeng nodded nonchalantly. "Next Monday. Three days from now."

"Damn! That’s some explosive news! Okay, well done. Let me tell you, you need to lock Jiang Liu down, and fast. Don’t let my meals... uh, I mean, don’t let your happiness slip through your fingers!"

She loved Jiang Liu’s cooking too much.

Every new dish of his completely blew her mind.

Especially today’s cumin beef. It was spicy and fragrant, and Guo Jia found it incredibly satisfying!

She didn’t want to have to wait in line in the future.

So she could only sacrifice her best friend to tie Jiang Liu down for good!

Jun Qingmeng shot her a glare.

"Why are you always thinking about food, food, food?"

"What else? What am I supposed to be thinking about?" Guo Jia took another sip of juice, then asked with concern, "When are you guys buying a house?"

"My husband said he plans to buy one after he meets my dad!"

Guo Jia smacked her lips and suddenly said, "Mengmeng, can you do me a favor?"

"Go ahead."

"It’s like this, could you pass a message to my dad for me? Just tell him I’m starving and can’t afford to eat. He’ll definitely give me money, and then I can take it and buy two apartments right next to each other for our two families."

’In her heart, she was still plotting to live across the hall from her best friend so she could freeload off Jiang Liu’s cooking.’

Jun Qingmeng shook her head and said, "I want to buy the house for my husband. I don’t want anyone else to buy it."

"Huh? You have money?" Then it dawned on Guo Jia. "Are you planning to use your secret stash?"

"Mhm."

Jun Qingmeng nodded.

"I’m meeting my dad in a couple of days. There’s no point in hiding anything anymore. If he finds out, he finds out."

She had saved a lot of allowance money since she was a child. She had also saved up quite a bit back when she used to follow her dad around when he was a CEO.

But she hadn’t used that card since leaving home, for fear of her location being discovered.

Now that she was about to have a showdown with her dad, there was no need to hide it anymore.

She could also bring over the luxury car she had in storage.

Guo Jia said, a little nervously, "I hope everything goes smoothly. I really don’t want you and Jiang Liu to break up."

"Do you think your dad will bring people to beat up Jiang Liu on the spot?"

Jun Qingmeng replied coldly, "I will protect my husband. If he dares to bully Jiang Liu, I will sever my relationship with him as his daughter."

"Tsk tsk, I didn’t realize your ’husband-complex’ was so severe," Guo Jia teased. "But don’t worry too much. Worst case, I’ll apologize to my dad and get him to persuade your dad to be a little nicer to your husband."

"Yeah, whatever... I’m going to find my husband. You can entertain yourself."

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