I lay on the floor of the toy section of the mall, my face pressed against the cold marble, howling heart-breakingly.
"I want that! I want that limited edition!!!"
In fact, I was just faking it. As a six-and-a-half-year-old senior cute baby with a superior IQ and proficiency in three foreign languages, I know that the lethality of this trick on my father is decreasing year by year. But I have to make a fuss today, because if I don't make a fuss, my father, the richest man in the world, will find me a stepmother.
Aunt Zhang at the front desk said it. She thought I didn't understand what "blind date" meant, so she deliberately lowered her voice and told Uncle Chen, "Mr. Gu has an appointment with the daughter of the Lin family tonight."
The Lin family is considered prestigious in Jiangcheng, but in front of the Gu family, he is just a younger brother. The problem is, I don't care about the rich ladies of the Lin family, the Li family, and the Zhang family. What I care about is - after they come in, will the snack cabinet in the old house be filled for me? Can I still receive my pocket money on a monthly basis?
Adults never understand that for a six-and-a-half-year-old primary school student, pocket money is the lifeblood.
