When such a beautiful girl came to the hospital, she was naturally very eye-catching.
Because Lu Junhan was very busy at work, this time had been barely squeezed out. After completing all the examinations with Lu Li, he would head straight back to the company from the hospital.
Song Qingwan needed to take Lu Li back to the villa.
So Song Qingwan also followed.
Lu Li had originally wanted to follow her father to the company.
But she could feel that Dad was really busy during this time. Even if she went to the company with him, he wouldn't have time to care about her. She might even end up being a hindrance.
So obediently, she said nothing.
Lu Junhan glanced at her unexpectedly.
He had been busy at the company these days, and had almost forgotten that he still had a daughter.
But the little girl who had always been clingy, crying whenever he left, hadn't innocently bothered him these past few days.
He thought this little thing had finally realized that Song Qingwan treated her much better than he did, and had forgotten her father.
But judging from the joy on the little girl's face just now and Song Qingwan's words, it was obviously not the case.
She was still the same little troublemaker who loved to act spoiled and cling to her father, but she was unexpectedly sensible sometimes…
No trouble at all.
Lu Junhan glanced at Lu Li beside him.
She stood quietly in place, her black eyes curiously scanning the surroundings, her long eyelashes fluttering against her white face, innocent and beautiful — enough to draw countless gazes.
The man's thin lips curved slightly.
It's… cute.
As expected of his daughter, Lu Junhan.
He touched the little girl's head with his large hand, but immediately afterward, his brow furrowed slightly.
She was so small, looking soft and fragile, as if anyone could easily crush her…
"Dad?" The little girl looked up at him with a confused expression.
Lu Junhan withdrew the hand that had been on her head, a rare trace of sympathy in his eyes as he asked faintly, "Are you afraid?"
"Yes, Lili, are you afraid?" Song Qingwan also asked, "If you are, we—"
Children often disliked coming to hospitals. It was too dark and chilly here. Even with their parents present, many children would still cry and beg to go home.
"Not afraid," Lu Li shook her head happily. "It's so cool here, I like it so much! Dad, can we come again next time?"
Lu Junhan: "…"
He'd forgotten — this little thing only looked fragile. She was bolder than anyone.
The physical examination for Lu Li lasted more than two hours. There were so many items to be checked that the report would take several days to be ready.
During the checks, Lu Junhan's phone had not stopped ringing. In just those two hours, he had answered at least thirty calls.
Song Qingwan, who had previously thought the little girl was pitiful, now realized that her nephew's workload was no small matter either.
So she said, "If you have too much to do, go back to the company first. Leave the rest to me."
"No," Lu Junhan hung up a call, frowning slightly. "I'll take her in personally for the psychological consultation."
The little girl's tendency to fight and kill — the fewer people who knew about it, the better.
His decisions rarely changed. Song Qingwan knew persuasion would be useless, so she didn't try.
She also figured that with her father there, the little girl might feel more at ease during the psychological exam. After a moment's thought, she nodded in agreement.
"Alright, then I'll wait for you outside. If anything comes up, call me right away."
"Mn."
…
Psychological Consultation Room
"Master Lu, for you to actually show up here one day — I'm truly flattered."
The young man behind the desk had eyes shaped like peach blossoms, naturally exuding a lazy charm. The corners of his eyes lifted slightly, his thin lips a striking red. At this moment, they curved into a devilish smile.
"I've said it before — you act too ruthlessly, so you must have psychological problems. I told you to come for a check-up before, but instead, you had me beaten. What now? Regretting it and hoping I'll enlighten you?"
"Stop talking nonsense," Lu Junhan's voice was as cold as ever. "It's not for me — it's for my daughter."
"Your daughter?"
The man clearly already knew about the hottest rumor in the circle and wasn't surprised, but rather intrigued.
"Where's the little girl? Let uncle have a look."
As his voice fell, Lu Li peeked her head out from behind her father. She wasn't afraid of strangers at all. Her round black eyes blinked as she said crisply,
"Hello, uncle! My name is Lu Li — Li from 'Li Hua.' This is my dad. My dad is super!"
Even now, she didn't forget to praise her father.
As she spoke, the two pink-ribbon ponytails on either side of her head swayed slightly — irresistibly cute.
"Oh, adorable! Where did this little angel come from? So cute…"
Xu Ciye was immediately smitten, his peach blossom eyes practically sparkling. He reached out to rub the little girl's soft, fair cheek. "Come, let uncle give you a hug—"
Before his hand could make contact, Lu Junhan slapped it away.
His tone was cold and flat: "Retract your hand. If you stick it out again, I won't mind cutting it off."
"Tsk, stingy!"
"Somehow we grew up together as brothers. What's wrong with me touching your daughter? I'm not going to eat her!"
Despite his words, Xu Ciye still withdrew his hand with a sulky look. After all, Lu Junhan wasn't joking — he really would follow through.
No one was foolish enough to pull the tiger's whiskers.
After grumbling, Xu Ciye paused, his brows lifting slightly as his thin lips curved again, a trace of teasing in his eyes.
"But protecting a little girl like this — that's really not your style…"
Lu Junhan remained silent, his expression cold.
Unbothered, as if long used to this treatment, Xu Ciye continued with a smile:
"Still, it's incredible. For someone as cold and ruthless as you to have such a lovely daughter — it's simply unreasonable."
"Dad is a good person, uncle! Don't talk nonsense!"
Before Lu Junhan could speak, the little loli behind him became anxious. She stomped her little foot, her tiny fists clenched, a doll-like face full of indignation.
"You scold my dad again, and I… I'll scold you back! The same way!"
She didn't understand the meaning of "cold" or "ruthless," but she could tell her uncle was insulting her father.
Hmph! No one could scold her dad — except her and her mom!
"Oh my god, I'm going to die…"
Even angry, the little loli was soft and sweet, with zero threat. On the contrary, she was so adorable that Xu Ciye felt like clutching his chest and screaming.
"You're even cute when you try to be fierce. How is anyone supposed to survive that? Fine, fine, your dad's a good man, the best man. I won't scold him again… Baby, you're way too cute!"
Xu Ciye's gaze never left Lu Li. If it weren't for her ridiculously overprotective father, he would've scooped her up already.
This little dumpling was simply irresistible!
It was just a pity… how could such a cute girl have such an abnormal father?
Lu Junhan's narrow black eyes turned dangerously cold. "Do you still want your eyes?"
Xu Ciye coughed, quickly looking away with a helpless sigh.
"Alright, alright, I'm not looking anymore. I know she's your treasure."
Without waiting for Lu Junhan's reply, he pulled out a brand-new report form from his desk. "No need to say it — I already know you're here to give little Lili a psychological test, right?"
He signed his name in bold, confident strokes at the bottom — with "Xu Ciye" there, no one in the psychology field would dare question it.
Then, recalling what the little girl had said when introducing herself, he directly filled in "Lu Li" in the name column. When he reached the "Age" field, he paused and looked up.
"How old is your daughter?"
Lu Junhan frowned slightly, his lips pressed together without answering.
Xu Ciye was stunned. "Wait… you don't know how old she is?"
In recent days, Lu Junhan had been so busy that Song Qingwan had handled all of Lu Li's affairs — even her household registration. He truly didn't know her age.
But there was no hint of embarrassment on the man's indifferent face. He simply turned to the little loli beside him, lowering his gaze. "How old?"
Xu Ciye: "…"
What kind of father is this? What a waste of such a cute daughter!
Little Loli tilted her head, counted carefully on her fingers, then said seriously, "Dad, Lili is now three hundred years old."