My villain cub is the protagonist [Quick Transmigration]

Xianyu rubbed the boy's furry head, imitating the original owner's appearance and began to fool him.

"Then since Dad is so nice, would Ling Ling tell Dad how much lucky money you have?"

"Well, does dad want it? But grandpa said he can't give it to dad."

Xianyu, who originally just wanted to tease his son, was stunned for a rare moment when he heard these words.

Although the original owner didn't look like a father, he never cheated his son's pocket money. How worried is the old man about the original owner, that bastard?

Xianyu held his son's little hand in his palm, suppressed those messy thoughts, and continued to tease him.

"Yeah, what does Dad want to do?"

"When I go back, I will secretly take it out to Dad. Dad, you should save some money. I have to wait until the New Year to get the New Year's money."

Lingling tilted his head, sat down next to his father, and muttered these words in a low voice.

"According to the time, it will be a long time before the new year. After the new year, I will celebrate my birthday. Hey dad, I will also have a red envelope on my birthday."

Xianyu stared at the milk tea shop not far away, thinking of himself who was suffering in the last days, and looking at the kid who was still silly and cheerful, he began to discuss with him: "Lingling, Dad wants to drink milk tea, but Dad spent all the money that grandpa gave Dad."

Almost without thinking about it, Ling Ling unzipped the small bag she had brought before going out, took out a red one and handed it to her father.

"purchase!"

"Well, Daddy wants a big glass."

Hearing what her father said, Ling Ling thought it was because she didn't have enough money, so she took out another card.

"big cup!"

"My son is so nice."

Xianyu went over to kiss his cub's face, saw him covering the place where he just kissed with one hand, and giggling there, stood up and went to line up behind the milk tea shop.

I ordered a big cup of hot pearl milk tea and added some nata de coco. After paying, I stuffed the change back into my son's small bag.

After walking a few steps, Xianyu looked at the little guy with a bit of covetous eyes in the corner of his clothes, stopped and knelt down to look at him.

"Would you like to have a sip of Lingling?"

After Ling Ling heard her father's words, she swallowed obviously, and then shook her head like a rattle.

"Grandpa said that children should not eat junk food or drink milk tea drinks."

Xianyu stared at him so greedy that he even forced himself to look away from the milk tea cup, handed the straw to his mouth, and coaxed him in a low voice: "Look, grandpa is not here now, if you want to drink, just drink One bite is fine."

The little brat, who was not firm enough in the first place, immediately began to waver when he heard what his father said.

"Really, really? Dad, you can't lie to children."

"Well, just a little bit."

Lingling leaned over and took a sip, her eyes lit up suddenly after she drank it, and she said after swallowing, "Wow."

"Would you like another sip?"

"Grandpa is so smart, I only drink a little."

Xianyu looked at his tangled but very firm tone, and pointed to another milk tea shop not far away.

"Huh? Can't other brands work?"

"hold head high?"

Realizing that the little guy didn't understand what he said, Xianyu didn't continue talking.

Afraid that he would be too greedy, Xianyu drank quickly, and threw the cup into the trash can after drinking.

Xianyu didn't think he was so keen on shopping. In most cases, he felt that the clothes were just enough to wear.

But if you give clothes to your own cubs, no amount is too much, after all Ling Ling looks so cute.

"Dad, all the toys are bought, we should go home, grandpa will be in a hurry."

"Why are you in a hurry? Afraid I'll sell Lingling?"

When standing on the elevator, Xianyu took his son's hand and told him to put his other hand on the handrail.

"If you don't sell it, I'm good. Only those who are not good will be sold if grandpa says."

"Huh? Then Dad is so bad, why didn't you see Dad being sold?"

Ling Ling, who had explained to his father seriously just now, thought carefully that his grandfather had indeed said it many times, and that his father's words were particularly bad.

Xianyu didn't disturb his thinking, and led his son into a clothing store.

The children's clothes in this store are more beautiful and delicate than those of adults, especially the sweaters and overalls, all the small details are also very delicate and cute.

Xian Yu just pointed, and after pointing, a clerk came over, took off the clothes he liked, and carried the little guy to the fitting room to change.

"Yes, my Lingling is really pretty."

At the end of the test, Ling Ling hugged her small bag tightly, and while the clerk was picking up the clothes, she tiptoed to the father sitting there, and asked in a low voice, "Dad, do I have enough money? "

"Papa bought it for you."

"Grandpa said Dad's pocket money is Dad planning to save up to buy a car?"

When Ling Ling thought that her father would drive without a car, she immediately wrinkled her little nose in confusion.

He didn't want his father to drive without a car, but his father praised him for looking good when he wore those clothes, and he was a little reluctant not to buy them.

"Dad, why don't we call Grandpa?"

Xianyu thought of the old man before he went out, and suspected that he would be severely scolded if he called back now.

Maybe you can be more confident and remove doubts.

"How can a new car be more important than my son?"

While the clerk was arranging the clothes, Xianyu took out his mobile phone and paid with the original owner's money.

The store provides home delivery service, and he didn't take anything when he went out. He felt that Lingling was a little tired, so Xianyu didn't plan to continue shopping.

Unexpectedly, when he walked to the entrance of the mall, a man came up and greeted him.

"Brother Yu, why didn't you reply to my message yesterday? In a month or so, let's go abroad to go skiing together."

Ling Ling, who was so happy that she was bouncing all the way, hugged her father's leg nervously when she heard what this uncle said.

Thinking of his father telling him not to be annoying before, he let go quickly with some nervousness.

After Xianyu noticed his small movements, he stretched out his hand and held his hand in the palm of his hand.

From the memory of the original owner, he knew that the man in front of him was the youngest son of a family with a good background in this circle, and he loved playing just like the original owner.

"Lingling, Uncle Song."

Lingling's eyes widened in surprise, and after staring at his father for a while, he raised his head to stare at the uncle and said, "Hello, Uncle Song."

"Song Yu, go on your own. I won't do it this time. I plan to stay with my son at home. The old man is still waiting at home. I'll go back first. See you later."

After finishing speaking, Xianyu took his son by the hand and walked out without Song Yu.

Going out and sitting in the car, Lingling still couldn't react, moved her buttocks to approach his father, and asked curiously: "Dad, are you really not going?"

"Well, how can skiing be fun at home with my son?"

After finishing speaking, Xianyu reached out to help him fasten his seat belt, and turned his head to look at the scenery outside the window.

Back at home, the old man saw that his little grandson was only holding a toy, and his face was so grumpy.

After a while, the door-to-door shop assistants came one after another, which made the old man's face look better.

"Dad, when are you going to take me to see the company? Look at your old bones, don't rest a little longer, let alone long live, I think you are too old to be a thousand years old."

The old man who was in a good mood originally picked up a cup of tea and just took a sip when he heard what his bastard said and gave him an angry look.

"The thousand-year-old king and 8-year-old tortoise, you little bastard, who are you scolding?"

Seeing that the old man picked up the crutch placed by the wall, Xianyu grabbed the hat behind his son's clothes, and pulled a small gold medal for avoiding death in front of him.

Holding the toy and looking innocent, Ling Ling raised her head and smiled at the old man.

"grandfather?"

The old man nodded, and took a sip of tea holding back his anger.After a while, thinking of what his son said just now, he took the initiative to say: "If you really want to learn, go to the company with me tomorrow."

"Row."

In fact, Xianyu's own living habits are quite regular, but the original owner is a night owl, so he can't sleep at all when he goes to bed early, and he still doesn't remember it the next morning.

Lingling downstairs carried the small schoolbag bought by her grandfather on her back.

It was stuffed with the snacks he brought his father to work hard, and two of his own lollipops, and he sat on the sofa obediently and waited.

The old man was wearing a Tang suit today, frowning and raising his wrist, looking at the time displayed on the watch.

"Lingling, go and wake up your father."

"okay!"

The kid who had been waiting there stood up hurriedly when he heard what grandpa said and ran upstairs.

After lightly pressing the doorknob and pushing it open, he poked his head and looked carefully.

After looking around, he didn't find his father's figure, so he ran to the bed with his short legs, lifted the quilt and took a closer look.

"Hey, where's Dad..."

The little guy muttered to himself, and the next second he realized that he was being held with both feet off the ground.

"what--"

She cried out in fright, turned her head and found that it was Dad, and hurriedly stretched out her arms to hug him.

"Dad, can you hold me with one arm?"

"Ah."

Although his father said yes, Ling Ling, who was afraid that his father would be too tired, still struggled to get down and walk by himself.

It's rare for Xianyu to change into a suit today, but the cynical temperament can't be suppressed at all.

"If you stay later, your employees will be off work."

The old man was used to saying a few words about his son, and after he finished speaking, he realized that he was impatient to hear what he said, so he silently swallowed what he wanted to say later.

Being willing to go to the company with him is already a progress, but it's not good to ask him too much at once.

Xianyu sat down at the dining table, took a custard bag, handed it to the little guy sitting next to him, and picked up the bowl with his hand to finish the porridge in one gulp.

"Let's go, Dad."

The old man, who had already prepared to wait for half an hour, heard this before his butt was warmed up.

Turning his head to look, the little grandson was just like his father, urging with milk: "Go, grandpa~"