UGB Chapter 335 Lin Zhou immediately put down his younger brother, picked up Nuonuo, and spun her around
Chapter 335 Lin Zhou immediately put down his younger brother, picked up Nuonuo, and spun her around
The little girl's angry accusations echoed in the empty second-floor corridor. Lin Zhou held Nuonuo's soft little body in one arm, letting her kick wildly in mid-air like a little turtle that had flipped over.
He didn't preach any dry, theoretical principles. This decisive man in the business world was always at a loss when faced with his daughter's tears, but he had his own unique way of comforting her.
With a low shout, Lin Zhou suddenly exerted his strength and lifted his daughter, who was carrying a little yellow duck backpack, high above his head.
"Takeoff!"
The man's hearty laughter echoed through the corridor. He danced comically, like a childish big boy, and spun around rapidly in place while holding Nuonuo.
The sudden feeling of weightlessness startled Nuonuo. Instinctively, she stretched out her two chubby little hands and grabbed tightly the collar of Lin Zhou's expensive suit.
"Ah! Daddy, put me down! I'm dizzy!"
"We won't let her go. Unless our Lin family's eldest daughter rescinds her order to run away from home."
Lin Zhou not only didn't stop, but deliberately increased the speed of his rotation. The leather shoes on his feet made a rustling sound on the cashmere carpet, turning the solemn corridor into a private playground.
The tense and aggrieved atmosphere from just moments ago was instantly shattered by this outrageous act.
Nuonuo was desperately trying to hold back her tears and maintain her heartbroken persona. But the exhilarating feeling of soaring through the clouds, coupled with her father's comical, winking face, finally made her break down.
"Giggle giggle..."
A clear laugh escaped from between her fingers. As she laughed, the little girl didn't forget to playfully punch Lin Zhou's shoulder with her tiny fists.
"You're so annoying! Even if you carry me to new heights, I'll still be mad at you!"
"It's fine if you're angry, then let's keep spinning until we have xiaolongbao tomorrow morning."
Seeing that she finally smiled, Lin Zhou's tense nerves finally relaxed. He spun around twice more steadily before slowing down and pulling his dizzy daughter into his arms.
He casually sat down on the carpet at the top of the stairs, letting Nuonuo comfortably lean against his lap.
"Are you feeling better now? Can you even listen to Daddy properly now?"
Lin Zhou extended his rough fingertips and carefully wiped away the tears from the corners of his daughter's eyes, his movements as gentle as if he were wiping a rare treasure.
Nuonuo sniffed. She took off her heavy little yellow duck backpack, her little mouth still pouting.
"You're just being biased. All the guests were fawning over your brother today, but you and Mom only looked at him."
That's because they're all ordinary people.
Lin Zhou snorted coldly, his tone revealing an arrogance that looked down on everyone else.
"They only value the Lin family's future money-making tools, but Dad values our family's priceless treasure."
Nuonuo paused for a moment, her big eyes flashing with confusion.
"A money-making tool? Is my younger brother a tool?"
"Of course. Look what he picked up during his first birthday celebration! A microphone, right?"
Lin Zhou began to spout nonsense with a straight face, his expression as serious as if he were holding a multinational board meeting.
"What does this mean? It means he'll have to go out and sing to earn money to support his family. All the money he earns will be given to you, his older sister, to buy him pretty dresses and strawberry candy."
Nuonuo blinked, seemingly seriously considering the feasibility of this logic.
"But in other families, the younger brother is always the one who gets pampered. It's like on TV, the boy is the pillar of the family."
"That's someone else's family; the rules in our Lin family are different."
Lin Zhou pinched his daughter's soft cheeks, his eyes deep and focused.
"Do you know the difference between boys and girls? To Dad, the younger brother is like a leather jacket, while Nuonuo is Dad's precious little cotton-padded jacket."
"What does 'leather jacket' mean?"
Nuonuo was captivated by this novel metaphor and even stopped crying.
"Leather jackets are just for wearing outside in winter to block the wind. Although they look cool, they feel cold to the touch and are not warm at all. They are usually hung in the closet and only taken out to wear when you need to work."
Lin Zhou patiently explained, while also mercilessly belittling his one-year-old son.
"And what about you? You're my little cotton-padded jacket. Soft and warm, always close to Daddy's heart, no one can take you away."
After hearing this analogy, Nuonuo's aggrieved expression finally faded considerably. But her clever little mind immediately seized on the flaw.
"But Dad, wearing a cotton-padded coat in the summer will make me get heat rash! Will you leave me then?"
Lin Zhou was taken aback by his daughter's rigorous logic and almost couldn't respond.
He quickly changed his mind and immediately put on a fawning smile.
"In the summer, you are like Daddy's chilled little watermelon. If anyone dares to touch you, Daddy will break their legs."
Nuonuo was finally amused by those words. She threw herself into Lin Zhou's arms and rubbed against his chest like a kitten.
"You passed. But my brother took my microphone, so I'll lose all my authority now."
"Who says you have no authority? Dad has prepared a special tool just for you today."
Lin Zhou smiled mysteriously. As if by magic, he pulled a delicate little black velvet box from the hidden pocket of his suit.
The box was opened, and inside lay a delicate whistle made of sterling silver. A sparkling pink diamond was set at the top of the whistle.
"What is that? A whistle?"
Nuonuo curiously picked up the whistle, finding it heavy in her hand.
"This is called the eldest sister's whistle. It's an absolute privilege unique to the entire Lin family, not even your mother has it."
Lin Zhou lowered his voice, creating a solemn atmosphere as if he were bestowing a top-secret weapon.
"What does 'privilege' mean?"
"It means that as long as you blow this whistle, no matter what that kid Lin An is doing, he has to listen to you obediently."
Lin Zhou stretched out his finger and tapped the pink diamond on the whistle.
"If he misbehaves, the men in black at the door will rush in, pin him to the sofa, and spank him. That's called protecting the eldest sister's dignity."
Nuonuo's eyes instantly lit up like two little stars.
"What if he's sleeping?"
"I have to get up even when I'm sleeping to hand you your slippers!"
To test the power of the whistle, Nuonuo couldn't wait to put it to her lips.
"Beep—"
A crisp whistle rang out in the second-floor corridor.
Almost at the same second that the whistle fell.
Two burly Lin family assassins swiftly emerged from the shadows at the end of the corridor. They walked in perfect unison to Nuonuo and knelt on one knee.
"Young Miss, what are your orders?"
The two assassins' voices were loud and clear, startling Nuonuo.
Lin Zhou leaned against the wall, a satisfied smile playing on his lips. He pointed to his daughter in his arms.
"Listen carefully. From now on, whenever the young lady blows her whistle, no matter who she's dealing with, even if it's that brat Lin An, you must unconditionally obey her orders."
"Understood!"
The assassins bowed their heads respectfully, their attitude as devout as if they were facing the highest authority in the Lin family.
Looking at this scene, Nuonuo's last bit of disappointment vanished instantly. She gripped the elder sister's whistle tightly, feeling more majestic than a queen in a fairy tale.
"Dad, I forgive you."
The little girl proudly raised her chin, pulled the little yellow duck backpack off her back, and casually tossed it to the assassin next to her.
"I'm going back to my room to sleep. Tomorrow morning I want to eat two meat buns, and my little brother has to watch me eat them!"
"No problem, we'll follow our eldest sister's arrangements."
Just as the father and daughter reached this unequal family agreement.
The nursery door was gently pushed open.
Su Qingge, dressed in soft loungewear, leaned against the doorframe with her arms crossed. She looked at the lively father and daughter sitting on the carpet and shook her head with a smile.
"Lin Zhou, is this the kind of role model you're setting for your son? Staying up all night raising a mountain king?"
Su Qingge's voice was soft and melodious, with a hint of helpless coquettishness.
When Nuonuo saw her mother come out, she immediately hid the whistle behind her back and stuck out her tongue guiltily.
Lin Zhou stood up without a care. He dusted off his suit trousers and strode over to Su Qingge.
He took the opportunity to put his arm around his wife's slender waist and pull her into his embrace.
"I'm doing this to establish my absolute authority as the eldest sister. Lin An is going to take over the group in the future, so it's only right that he suffers a bit."
"Just keep spoiling her."
Su Qingge poked Lin Zhou's chest in annoyance.
"At this rate, you'll spoil her rotten, and then we'll see who dares to marry her."
Lin Zhou sneered, his eyes revealing a domineering and arrogant edge that looked down on everything.
"My daughter, Lin Zhou, even if she rips a hole in the sky, I can patch it up for her. Anyone who dares to treat her badly, I'll make their entire family disappear from the face of the earth."
"Alright, this is getting more and more outrageous."
Su Qingge slapped his hand away and turned to look at Nuonuo, who had a smug look on her face.
"Go back to your room and go to sleep. You have to get up early for kindergarten tomorrow."
"Okay, Mom! Goodnight, Dad! Goodnight, Mom!"
Nuonuo waved happily and hopped back to her room like a little sparrow that had been given a new lease on life.
The corridor returned to silence.
Lin Zhou watched his daughter close the door before letting out a long sigh of relief.
"Winning over the little devil is much more tiring than negotiating a multi-billion dollar deal."
Su Qingge leaned against Lin Zhou's chest, looking up at his slightly tired but still handsome face.
"Just now at the stairwell, when you threw An'an to Aunt Liu, she cried until her voice was hoarse. You're such a heartless father."
"Boys cry a couple of times, consider it a way to practice their lung capacity."
Lin Zhou lowered his head and placed a gentle kiss on Su Qingge's smooth forehead.
"Let's go back to our room."
"Aren't you going to take a look at your leather jacket?" Su Qingge teased softly.
"I'm not watching anymore, all I want to do now is hug my beautiful wife."