Chapter 6: Teasing the Scumbag
Lin Xiao Yan woke up before dawn, her little mind already buzzing with plans. Five years old, but with two fused souls guiding her, she felt unstoppable. Today, she would take the next big step: draw Chen Zehao out completely and get closer to her father, Liang Zhiwei.
Breakfast passed quickly. Hua Yichen chatted happily about the show's success, still unaware of her daughter's true intentions. Xiao Yan nibbled on her toast, eyes scanning the room, calculating every possible move.
The day's challenge was a talent showcase, where children were paired with their parents to perform. Xiao Yan's smile was sweet and innocent as she held her mother's hand. Cameras captured every tiny gesture, every look of teamwork. The audience thought it was all charming and natural, but Xiao Yan had planted a little surprise.
Hidden under the stage props was the envelope containing Chen Zehao's letters and photographs. Xiao Yan had arranged for a "mishap" during the performance: a slight tug of a curtain would reveal the contents just long enough for someone—her carefully chosen cameraman—to notice and capture.
Chen Zehao, as expected, had decided to observe from the sidelines. He smirked, thinking he had everything under control. That smirk vanished the moment the camera flicked over the envelope. His eyes widened, betraying panic as the letters and photos were momentarily visible. Xiao Yan's tiny eyes sparkled; she had succeeded in letting him feel the first sting of fear.
Backstage, Hua Yichen whispered, "Xiao Yan… you didn't even touch that, right?"
Xiao Yan smiled innocently. "Sniff… Mommy, I just tripped… oops." Her voice trembled just enough to seem childlike.
After the episode wrapped, Xiao Yan retreated to her room to plan the next step. The envelope was still safe in her hands, but the bigger prize was gaining access to her father. Liang Zhiwei had remained distant, unaware of the real story. Xiao Yan knew she needed a clever plan.
She remembered the jade pendant. Her small fingers traced the smooth surface, and she felt the twin soul stirring inside her, guiding her thoughts. There was one way to ensure her father would notice: she needed direct evidence, undeniable and visible.
That evening, Xiao Yan set her plan into motion. She "accidentally" dropped a note in Hua Yichen's purse meant to be taken to the production office. The note contained a simple message:
"To Mr. Liang Zhiwei: You need to see the truth. Come to the studio."
It was short, cryptic, and enough to provoke curiosity. The twin soul whispered reassurance inside her mind, and Xiao Yan felt a surge of confidence.
Meanwhile, Chen Zehao could no longer hide his anxiety. He paced in his car outside the studio, realizing that the little girl had not only uncovered his past schemes but was also manipulating events in real time. His arrogance faltered as he finally understood the threat she posed.
That night, Xiao Yan looked out her window, pendant in hand. She whispered softly: "Tomorrow, Daddy will see. And the truth… will finally begin to come together."
Somewhere in the distance, Liang Zhiwei glanced at his phone and saw a message with the jade pendant's image. Confusion flickered across his face. He had no idea that his little daughter—this tiny, seemingly innocent girl—was about to pull the threads of a long-hidden family secret.
Xiao Yan smiled faintly, feeling the fusion of her twin soul guiding her. The Strong Loli wasn't just cute. She was clever, strategic, and unstoppable.
And tomorrow, the real game would begin.