As expected, this stinky girl has no good intentions!
However, Young Master Liu did not refuse, but asked with a half-smile: "Oh, I don't know what kind of compensation you want, Yue'er?"
The little cutie immediately put down the tea cup in her hand, picked up the hot water kettle on the stove and walked towards Young Master Liu.
"Good daddy, Yue'er will give you a cup of hot tea first, and then we can continue."
Young Master Liu quickly raised his hand to protect his tea cup, and turned sideways to avoid the little cutie's attempt to change the tea for him.
"No, no, Yue'er, you'd better talk about things first.
Otherwise, I will not feel at ease drinking this cup of tea as a father."
Seeing this, the little cutie pursed her red lips a few times, raised her right hand and rubbed her fingers at Young Master Liu.
"Dad, actually Yue'er doesn't have much request. Besides, today is the Chinese New Year, so it wouldn't be appropriate for Yue'er to make any excessive demands.
Do you think this will work? In order to express your apology to Yue'er, dad, you can give Yue'er another big red envelope.
By the way, Yue'er is talking about the kind of red envelope you sent me this morning, dear daddy.
Hehehe, how about it, Yue'er's request is reasonable, right?"
Seeing the little cutie's playful smile, Young Master Liu nodded with trembling lips.
"Well, it's very reasonable, not excessive at all."
Hearing her father's words, the little cutie's eyes suddenly lit up and she nodded vigorously.
"Right, Yue'er knows that you are the best, dear daddy."
Young Master Liu took a deep breath, walked slowly in front of the little cutie, and immediately roared loudly at the cutie with wide eyes.
"Smelly girl, I love your mother's legs.
I'm confused, how did you have the nerve to say this? How did you have the nerve to say it?
Is this a reasonable request? It’s reasonable for your grandma...my mother’s legs, why don’t you go to heaven?”
The little cutie took two steps back and reached out to wipe the saliva from her face with a depressed look.
"Dad, Yue'er just wants a red envelope, why is it too much?"
Young Master Liu took a deep breath, took two steps forward again, and continued to roar at the little cutie.
"Stinky girl, you want to go to heaven."
The little cutie wiped the saliva on her cheek again, and quickly raised the water bottle in her hand to block it in front of her.
"Then, let's send half to the head office, right?"
The little cutie was still unwilling to give in and continued to bargain.
Liu Mingzhi turned slightly sideways and glared at the little cutie: "Liu Luoyue, you want to go to heaven!"
The little cutie had a sad expression on her pretty face, shrank her neck, looked at Young Master Liu and said pitifully: "Five thousand...is five thousand okay?"
"Five thousand taels?"
"Yeah, yeah, just five thousand taels, dear dad, what do you think?"
Young Master Liu rolled his eyes and said with a sneer: "Hahaha, do you think your father and I are worth five thousand taels? If you think it's worth that much, just take me and sell it for money."
The little cutie took a deep breath, and simply took away the water bottle in front of her. She looked at Young Master Liu and said angrily: "Smelly dad, how much can you give me?"
Young Master Liu breathed a sigh of relief and reached into his sleeves to fumble around.
Under the nervous and expectant eyes of the little cutie, Mr. Liu slowly took out a thousand taels of silver notes from his sleeve and handed it over.
The little cutie looked at the thousand taels of silver notes in her father's hand, and a hint of undetectable joy flashed through her beautiful eyes.
However, her face showed a look of extreme disappointment.
"Good dad, what is it? It's just one thousand taels."
"That's right, it's only one thousand taels. Do you want it, stinky girl? If you don't like it, my father will keep it."
As soon as Mr. Liu finished speaking, he immediately made a move to put the banknote back into his sleeve.
The little cutie's pretty face was anxious, and she quickly reached out and grabbed the banknote in Young Master Liu's hand.
"If you want it, of course Yue'er wants it. A thousand taels of silver notes are money, why should I not want this girl!"
Liu Mingzhi chuckled and shook his head, stretched out his hand and handed the tea cup to the little cutie.
"Hey, I'll just accept it now. My father thought you really didn't value this thousand taels of silver."
The little cutie quickly put the banknote into his arms, as if he was afraid that his father would snatch it back from him again.
Then, she took the tea cup from Young Master Liu's hand with a naive smile.
"Hey hey hey, how can that be possible? I have never had trouble with money in my life.
No matter how small the fly is, it is still meat!
Good daddy, Yue'er will give you some tea."
Liu Mingzhi took the tea that the little cutie had changed, turned around, walked to the desk and sat down.
"Girl."
"Hey, good daddy?"
While Liu Mingzhi was studying ink, he raised his head and gestured to the door.
"Now that I have the banknote, it's time to have some fun, right?"
The little cutie spread out his hands, pulled out a book from the bookshelf, walked to the opposite side of Mr. Liu and sat on the chair with a carefree manner.
"Good daddy, what Yue'er said is true, I really have nothing to do.
It's so cold outside, where do you want me to go to play?"
While the little cutie was talking, she reached around Liu's waist and looked at the pen in Young Master Liu's hand.
"Of course, Dad, if you have something serious to do, and it's not convenient for Yue'er to be here, then I'll leave now."
Liu Mingzhi picked up a few pieces of rice paper and spread them on the desk. He looked up at the little cutie and shook his head.
"That's not true. As a father, I'm mainly worried that you'll get bored staying here.
If you're not bored, just stay in the study."
The little cutie nodded with a smile, leaned on the chair with a comfortable expression, and casually opened the book in his hand.
"Okay, Yue'er knows. Then daddy, you go about your business while Yue'er reads my book."
Liu Mingzhi smiled and said nothing more.
After pondering thoughtfully for a moment, he picked up a pen and started writing on the rice paper.
Gradually, the study became quiet again.
Time turns.
As if in the blink of an eye, it has already arrived on the tenth day of the first lunar month.
The inner courtyard of Liu Mansion.
Liu Mingzhi was accompanying Qi Yun, the third princess, the queen, Wenren Yunshu and the other sisters, talking and laughing as they watched a group of young children practicing martial arts on the snow in front of them.
Liu Song trotted over and interrupted the conversation between Mr. Liu, Qi Yun, his wife and others.
"Master, Master, little Liusong meets the Master."
Liu Mingzhi withdrew his gaze, smiled lightly and waved his hand.
"No gifts."
"Thank you, Master."
"Xiaosong, what's the matter?"
"Back to the young master, thank you Yun for coming."
"What? This guy Xie Yun is here?"
"Back to Master, that's right."
To be continued...