Transmigrated into the body of a prematurely deceased beloved child

Chapter 421 I Have a Playboy CEO Dad 1

"Wear this, wear this, this looks good."

"Wow~ I found an even prettier one!"

"But I want to wear a pink dress."

In Lu Nianchu's private children's room, two adorable cries kept ringing out. Just as they were about to argue about which dress to wear, Lu Nianjia, who had been silent all along, pulled her unsteady younger brother away.

"It's Zhao Zhao's freedom to choose what he wants to wear. Let him pick it himself." She glared at him, and instantly, Lu Nianchu only dared to whisper cautiously.

“But I still think this blue dress is prettier. Zhao Zhao’s choice is not good.” Lu Nianchu had no concept of freedom of choice and remained self-righteous.

His voice trailed off as he spoke, because two men, one tall and one short, were staring at him menacingly.

"You stinky brother, you have no taste!"

Zhao Zhao, with her fiery temper, was not convinced and rolled up her sleeves without saying a word to reason with Lu Nianchu.

"You have no aesthetic sense!"

The two argued heatedly, their faces flushed. When Zhao Zhao rushed up, Lu Nianchu gently pushed him, causing his small body to stumble back several steps.

"Lu Nianchu, do you want to die?" Lu Nianjia hurriedly stepped forward to support Zhao Zhao's body, then stepped forward and kicked Lu Nianchu's leg without any politeness.

Zhao Zhao was incredulous at Lu Nianchu's actions, feeling both angry and heartbroken. After all, this was the first time her cousin, who had always liked her, had ever lost his temper with her.

His eyes instantly welled up with tears, and he looked pitifully at the boy who was much taller than him.

"I hereby declare that you are now the second most hated person in my life!"

Unfortunately, his tone remained forceful, causing Lu Nianchu, who was about to back down, to harden her voice again.

Lu Nianchu dodged her sister's second attack and, once again cluelessly, said, "Why am I not the person you hate the most! Zhao Zhao, you really have no taste!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Lu Nianjia hesitated slightly before raising her hand to slap him. Her eyes, slightly rippled, looked at her stupid younger brother, wondering if he had something wrong with his brain.

Another brainless Zhao Zhao was easily angered by Lu Nianchu, and rushed forward again with a glare, shouting, "Rong Yu is the person I hate the most, you can only be second!"

"Bang!" Caught off guard, Lu Nianchu was pushed to the ground by Zhao Zhao. In an instant, before she could even catch her breath, a deafening cry erupted from the room again, startling all the nannies outside who rushed in.

"Waaaaaah! You stinky Zhaozhao, I hate you too!"

"You stinky brother, I hate you too! I don't want you interfering in my affairs anymore!!!"

The brothers' relationship seems to have broken down, and the initial argument was just a trivial matter.

Unfortunately, both of them are stubborn and even a little out of their minds, which led to this conflict.

When Rong Yu arrived after hearing the news of the two children fighting, the situation had already been somewhat brought under control by Lu Nianjia and several nannies.

Just then, a nanny carrying a fussy child rushed over excitedly when she saw them coming.

"Sir, Miss." The nanny who had watched Rong An grow up still habitually addressed her as Miss.

Rong Yu stared intently at Zhao Zhao's red, tear-filled eyes, a pang of heartache rising in his own. He quickly asked, "What happened?" He reached out to take Zhao Zhao away, but the stubborn little thing dodged him.

"The two young masters are arguing." The nanny had a headache. She grinned and tried to return Zhao Zhao to Rong Yu, but his little hands kept clutching her clothes and his eyes never fell on Rong Yu.

She gestured for Rong Yu to say a few sweet words to coax Zhao Zhao, but Rong Yu crossed his arms and tried to open his mouth several times but couldn't get the words out.

On one side, the stubbornness and heartache of the father and son unfold; on the other side, the entanglement and helplessness of the mother and son are playing out.

Afterwards, Lu Nianchu succumbed to her sister's slap, while Zhaozhao yielded after being comforted by her grandfather.

The Rong residence returned to tranquility, but the atmosphere among the group was strangely tense.

Not only between the two children who were having a conflict, but also among several adults, a mysterious dark cloud was hanging over them.