City A was at the end of autumn, and the temperature had begun to turn cold.
The little girl with a doll in her arms stood outside the restaurant, staring unblinkingly at the people eating in the restaurant.
It was as if she could smell the fragrance through the glass and keep swallowing saliva.
She moved to the door and stood still, but she refused to move.
The waiter who was guarding the door saw her blocking the way and stepped forward with dissatisfaction. He waved impatiently and said, "Don't stand here. Go somewhere else."
The little girl was very stubborn. Her eyes were still looking inside, pretending that she didn't hear him. Her little body was shivering with cold.
The man frowned and grabbed her arm without saying a word. The touch from the outside world scared the little girl so much that she screamed immediately, which made the passers-by look over frequently.
On the contrary, the man was scared by her fierce move and hurriedly let go of her hand.
The little girl stared at him warily. The man was afraid that she would be standing here and affect the business of the restaurant. He was afraid that the manager would scold him. Regardless of whether she would like to or not, he picked her up and walked out.
Her feet were in the air, and the little girl was so scared that she screamed out loud. She struggled hard and kicked her two legs. Seeing that the man refused to let go, she opened her mouth and bit the man's wrist.
He let go of her hand because of the pain and got free. The little girl only cared about running inside, but she bumped into the man who had just left the restaurant. Her little body hit the man's long legs and fell to the ground instantly.
Before she could react, the man had grabbed her by the collar and lifted her up. The man brought her up in front of him. The two of them looked at each other and stared at each other.
"Where did this wild monkey come from? How dare you run into me?" The voice was neither warm nor warm, but it sounded like the joy and anger of a man.
The coquettish woman, who was cool by the man, came forward and hooked his arm. "Third Childe, don't ruin our interest because of this child."
On that night, a woman wanted to marry a man, a well-known playboy in the rumor of A City, the third son of the Ling family, and a rare handsome man on earth.
No matter in appearance, height, or family background, they were all of the highest class. As the saying goes, the so-called high-ranking, rich, and handsome men are all gathered together, and they are the favored children of God.
As Minister Ling glanced at the hand wrapped around his arm, he narrowed his peach blossom eyes, which were full of warning.
The woman's heart jolted and she pulled out her hand. She didn't understand the man who was still amiable a second ago, but now he suddenly seemed to have changed into another person.
The little girl's black and bright eyes widened. She pursed her lips and ignored him. She looked a little aggrieved.
The man who drove her away, rubbed his hands together and went forward. He carefully explained, "Third Young Master, I don't know who lost this child. He has been standing here for several hours, but he is unwilling to leave."
Of course, he wouldn't haggle over it with a child who looked like he was only five or six years old. Moreover, she didn't say anything. She might be mute.
Minister Ling loosened his grip and didn't look at her anymore. He lifted his long legs and strode over.
However, he could only take one step forward. The next second, a small pendant appeared on Third Young Master Ling's long legs, which he was so proud of.
The man raised his eyebrows and looked down. The little girl's chubby little hand hugged him, and her whole person climbed on his legs like a bear without a tail. Seeing that he was glancing at her, the little girl also raised her clean and bright eyes to look at him. She pursed her small mouth and shouted softly, "Daddy."
Ling Siye's face turned extremely dark in an instant, and the face of the woman next to him changed. Even the man who wanted to drive her away suddenly turned pale with fear.
Everyone knew that Third Young Master Ling was well-known. Even if there was a woman who came to ask for debts with a child, it was reasonable.
As Minister Ling leaned to one side, his straight body slightly tilted. He pushed the little girl's hand away and pulled her away a little. "No matter who asked you to come, the farce is over."
The little girl rolled her dark pupils. She knew that he didn't like her, but she didn't want to give up.
She held the doll in one hand, and her hand, which had just been pushed away by the man, was entangled again. She tightly grabbed the man's trouser legs. The little girl called him clearly, "Daddy."
It was obvious that Third Young Master Ling was impatient. He pulled down her little hand hard, and his eyes seemed to be covered with cold water. He said sternly, "Enough."
The little girl was scared out of her wits and pouted her small mouth. The mist rose in her eyes, and she burst into tears.
Minister Ling thought that he was not a soft-hearted person or a kind person. However, when he saw the pair of wet and pitiful eyes, he swallowed back all the words that were stuck in his throat before he could say anything.
