After Descending the Mountain, Seven Big Brothers Spoil Me

Chapter 591 When Will You Give Me a Little Brother or Sister?

"Alright, alright," the commander nodded, pretending not to hear her last comment.

"It's not that I don't trust you, it's certain others I doubt."

Hearing this, Zhao Xinghua became agitated, "Enough already! Do you think I'm that reckless?"

This was a competition they had prepared for a long time. No matter how mischievous he was, he wouldn't joke about this.

The commander knew this well but still harbored a grudge from earlier and wanted to exact a small revenge.

He snorted lightly and deliberately provoked, "Who knows? Your lack of boundaries is not news."

"Stop talking nonsense, who has no boundaries?"

"You, you undermined me and incited the young girl to tease me."

"I was just joking!"

"So was I."

"..."

Seeing the two bicker again, Ye Lingfeng and Xi Mo exchanged glances and, in tacit understanding, refrained from intervening.

Each took one of Zhouzhou's arms and led the little chubby girl away.

Zhouzhou's short legs kicked in protest, unwillingly watching the door close bit by bit.

She hadn't had enough of the drama!

As they walked out with Zhouzhou, Xi Mo glanced at Ye Lingfeng, saying, "You can let go now. Zhouzhou is with me today."

Upon hearing this, Ye Lingfeng looked over but said nothing more, placing Zhouzhou on the ground.

Hands in his pockets, he said, "Alright, sleep early. Remember to bring Zhouzhou back to me in the morning; she's on my team."

With that, he waved and strode away.

Watching his retreating figure, Xi Mo finally looked back at Zhouzhou, unexpectedly recalling the scene of Ye Lingfeng teaching Zhouzhou earlier.

In front of Zhouzhou, he was quite a responsible figure.

But that was nothing remarkable; it was what being a father entailed.

Looking up at him, Zhouzhou pulled out a handful of sunflower seeds from her bag and began munching slowly, asking, "Uncle, you haven't answered yet, when are you having a baby? I want to be a big sister and take my little brother or sister out to play."

Xi Mo: "..."

Why hadn't she forgotten about that?

He never expected his little niece to start worrying about such matters.

Snatching the seeds from her hand, he picked her up and walked away.

"Let's go, we have a competition tomorrow."

What was the point of eating seeds now!

The next morning, Zhouzhou rubbed her eyes and sat up.

Seeing the fan beside her, she grinned widely.

So that's why she felt so cool last night—Uncle had been fanning her.

Uncle was so good.

Seeing Xi Mo still asleep, she quickly ran over, hugged his face, and gave him a big kiss.

As she did, Xi Mo's eyes opened, and she stared at him wide-eyed, "Uncle, you're awake!"

"Yes." Noticing her bare feet, Xi Mo picked her up and set her on the edge of the bed, "Why aren't you wearing shoes?"

Zhouzhou wiggled her white, chubby toes, honestly saying, "I forgot."

Xi Mo said nothing, wiping her feet with a towel, putting on her shoes, and checking the time, "Shall we have breakfast?"

"Yes!" Zhouzhou nodded vigorously, holding his hand and hopping to the dining room.

As soon as they entered, everyone turned to look at her curiously.

Some whispered, "Is that Captain Xi's niece?"

"Yes, who would've thought Captain Xi had such a gentle side."

Others spoke less kindly, "In such a serious event, how can he bring a child along?"

No sooner had these words been spoken than they met a cold gaze.

Turning, they found Xi Mo staring at them, instantly silencing their complaints, though they still felt indignant.

This was a competition, not a playground. Why bring a child?

Xi Mo calmly looked down at Zhouzhou, who was drooling at the sight of the chef's pot, seemingly oblivious to the earlier comments.

He seated her, ruffling her hair, "Wait here, I'll get the food."

Zhouzhou nodded obediently, flashing him a soft, sweet smile.

She looked so easy to bully, the kind who could be scared to tears with just a finger.

As Xi Mo left, the one who had spoken earlier approached, frowning at Zhouzhou with disdain.

Zhouzhou looked back, blinking at him, "Uncle, do you need something?"

Her voice was so childlike, how could she take a competition spot?

Blinded by resentment, he arrogantly challenged, "Little girl, do you dare to fight me?"

He was determined to make her cry.

The Fourth Bureau had gone too far this time.

Hearing his provocation, Zhouzhou wasn't angry; instead, she seemed excited, clenching her little fists.

She had finally found someone willing to fight her!