Mr. Li, your daughter calls someone else dad again

Chapter 205 The Princess on the Run

The hospital was isolated from the news, and in order to let the old lady rest in peace, Li Yucheng ordered the news to be blocked yesterday.

So she didn't know that the Ni company was being targeted by the tax bureau, and the top management was in a state of chaos.

"That child from the Shen family did something like this, so I naturally can't let her in again."

The old lady changed her tone and ran to Shen Chuyao again. Ni Jia listened quietly, unable to figure out what the other party was trying to express.

You can't compare Ni Chang and Shen Chuyao, and be forced to choose the former when you have to choose between the two.

If that's the case, it's undoubtedly a choice between flies and spiders, both are disgusting.

As she spoke, the old lady glanced over here, as if to reassure her. Ni Jia did not respond and managed her emotions very well.

The treatment of Shen Chuyao was the result she wanted. As for her sister... Ni Jia's expression calmed down a little, and he told himself that there was no need to be anxious and just listen first.

"As for your sister..." The old lady glanced at Li Yucheng and said in a slightly cold tone, "Not simple."

"Cheng'an is a child at heart. I believe he is just playing around... Please help keep an eye on him in the future."

Children’s nature is not like this. They are childish, but they are not really kind by nature.

That second-generation rich guy seems to feel uncomfortable if he doesn't cause trouble every day.

Ni Jia sighed inaudibly and suppressed the urge to roll his eyes.

"He and I..." She said with an awkward and polite expression, "We are not as close as you think."

"Cheng'an is indeed disrespectful to his brother. I will talk to him about this."

For some reason, the old lady's personality changed after she fell ill, and when she spoke, it sounded as if she was making arrangements for her final affairs.

Ni Jia felt uncomfortable listening to this, and calmly put the file bag aside, interrupting, "You should have a good rest, we can talk about these things later, the most important thing is to take care of your body."

This is a gift transfer agreement, which will only take effect after marriage. But if she really wants to remarry, she is not after these.

The two children were busy running around, making the ward very lively. Ni Hao was responsible for pasting the lower parts, while Li Yucheng helped with the higher parts.

In just over ten minutes, the room inside and outside were covered with red paper-cuts, and the deserted ward finally had a New Year atmosphere.

Haohao told the old lady stories in bed. The stories were all the ones that Ni Jia read to her at night. With the music of the soothing toys, the old lady gradually felt tired from her nap and her eyelids slowly closed.

Ni Jia gestured for them to turn down the volume, and slowly the old lady fell asleep.

Before leaving, my sister borrowed a colored pen from the nurses' station and carefully drew a smiley face on the old lady's plaster.

She also deliberately left a signature, a twisted "good" character that took up most of the space.

Li Yucheng watched from behind, his brows twisted into a shape of a "川" (川) character, and secretly decided to enroll the child in a calligraphy class.

After finally returning home, it was already dark. Aunt Tong had come back early to prepare the ingredients. The smell of fragrance wafted into the air as soon as he entered the door. After washing his hands, Ni Jia went straight to the kitchen.

"Did you stay?"

"Leave it here," Aunt Tong took out the remaining stuffing and handed her the dumpling wrapper, her face full of smiles. "To distinguish them, I specially made wheat ear dumplings."

Ni Jia smiled faintly. She only knew the most common way of wrapping them. If they were mixed together, it would be hard to tell who wrapped them. Aunt Tong was thoughtful.

Li Yucheng changed his clothes and came down. When he saw the scene in the kitchen, his heart was moved and he walked over and hugged the person with some emotion.

There were people around, Ni Jia shrank his neck embarrassedly and whispered: "What are you doing? I'm busy."

"You still remember." Li Yucheng rubbed her cheek against his and quickly kissed her.

After all, there were elders around. Ni Jia was so embarrassed that she stepped on Li Yucheng in panic, glared at him without any anger, and gave a look to Aunt Tong.

Aunt Tong was quite considerate and had turned around long ago to make room for the young couple.

"Let me try." Li Yucheng said as he rolled up his sleeves, took a piece of dumpling wrapper, put some ingredients in it, and started to wrap the edges.

He had a strong hand and plenty of fillings, so the dumpling wrapper broke just as he closed it. He was ready to use another piece of dumpling wrapper to patch it up.

It was wrapped layer by layer, almost like a thousand-layer pancake. Ni Jia quickly stopped the person and pushed it out.

"Go spend time with the kids, don't mess around here."

Li Yucheng got his hands covered in powder, and in the end he made three really thick and ugly dumplings. He thought that was enough, so he went to wash his hands.

Haohao was dressing the king in the living room, but the king didn't want to and tried to hide everywhere. Unfortunately, he was caught by Ni Hao and had to obey.

"New clothes for the New Year, we are bidding farewell to the old and welcoming the new, my king!"

My sister spoke very eloquently. After putting a red knitted sweater on the cat, she started to put on red shoes.

After putting on clothes and shoes, the king couldn't even walk on the ground. Li Yucheng saw that it was very tired and panting, looking a little pitiful.

"Cats don't need shoes."

He cast his gaze on him, then lowered it. In just a second, Li Yucheng felt that something was wrong and prepared to get up from the sofa and leave.

"Dad!" His sister grabbed his shirt, climbed onto the sofa, and poked his chest: "Wear red today!"

"You're not wearing anything either." Li Yucheng retorted.

"I'm going to put it on!" Haohao jumped down and held his hand: "Let's go together!"

"I don't have any red clothes."

"Yes!" Ni Hao explained, "It's upstairs."

How can you not know your own wardrobe?

Li Yucheng followed helplessly into the children's room and saw his sister crawl under the bed and drag out two bags. Then she sneaked to the door, took a look, and closed it.

Finally, he pushed a bag to him as if dividing the spoils: "This is yours."

"This belongs to my sister and me."

Li Yucheng opened the bag and took a look. Inside was a red Mao suit. He had never worn such bright clothes before. His eyebrows slightly frowned.

Looking at the two little ghosts again, their styles are completely different. They have already started studying how to wear clothes.

"It's so complicated." Ni Hao looked at the Chinese Tang suit in front of her and looked at her sister in confusion: "Which one should I wear first?"

"This is a vest." Haohao took the clothes from her sister's hand and put on another one, "Wear this one first!"

Ni Hao nodded and started to take off his clothes without saying anything.

The room was a little chilly. They had just returned and the heating on the second floor was not turned on. Li Yucheng quickly grabbed his sister's clothes and stopped her, saying, "Wait a minute."

After the temperature in the room rose a little, the two little ones began to change their clothes one by one. Li Yucheng watched them change and occasionally helped.

The Tang suit is very complicated, with three layers of outer garment and inner garment. It is an apricot white cotton coat with a red vest with frayed edges, and a pair of black bell-bottom pants with two white fur balls hanging on both sides of the pants.

With a pair of tiger-head cotton shoes, the two sisters looked like fugitive princesses, and their appearance was very pleasing.

Haohao looked at herself in the mirror in the room and pulled Ni Hao to pose in various positions. Even Li Yucheng couldn't help it and took out his mobile phone to take a picture and send it to Tao Wenyao.

The caption only has three words: My daughter.