Spoiled! The yandere boss and his soft doll

Country S.

In a simple and grand Western-style building hall, a banquet is being held.

The magnates and nobles wore close-fitting and gorgeous clothes, held their partners' hands, and came to the banquet with a smile.

In the midst of the confusion, a child's uneasy voice seemed so faint, "Father, Manman is scared, I want to go home." For

the first time Christmaine had seen such a scene, the hall was richly decorated, and the huge chandelier directly above it shone with dazzling brilliance, shining on these men and women with noble manners and graceful postures, and the brilliant colors made Christman dizzy to see.

She kept clutching her father's big hand in a panic, and her small body kept sticking to her father's thigh, trying to find a sense of security.

Xu Zhiming sighed helplessly, bowed his head slightly, and said to Christman: "Christman, keep your etiquette, you see that there are children of the same age as you there, you can make friends with them today."

Christine hung her head sensibly, listening to her father's teachings, Rao is that she has been sensible since she was a child, in such a strange and crowded situation, she can only reluctantly nod and agree.

"Yes, father. This soft and glutinous voice contains endless grievances.

Xu Zhiming sighed, he came to country S on a business trip, and by chance he got the invitation here, and when he heard that it was a banquet held by such a person, his excited face suddenly turned red.

After several inquiries, after understanding the basic information of the master's family, he resolutely brought his little daughter.

I heard that the seven-year-old young master will also appear tonight.

Thinking of this, Xu Zhiming looked up and down at his youngest daughter, Christman was a child of outstanding appearance at a young age.

As long as Chrissman can get the attention of that young master and become a good friend, then ......

At this point, the people in the hall suddenly looked in one direction.

"Coming?"

"Here it is, you see, it's the son who was recognized by Lord Warris three years ago.

"I know, he's been in the limelight lately, I didn't expect ......" "

And the one in the middle, is it the little master?"

Several figures slowly appeared on the stairs in the center of the hall, it was Voris and Mo Junqi, and there was a seven-year-old child standing between the two.

Joao knocked his eyelids, looking like he had just woken up, even if he was in the focus of everyone's attention, his face was naturally unwavering.

He yawned without notice, and his curls trembled with it, and then he looked up and looked at his surroundings with wide eyes.

Little Christmaine in the back also tiptoed curiously, but she was too short to see anything.

Volis is old, but he is still calm and majestic after sitting in a high position for a long time.

"You have been waiting for a long time, everyone knows that my Volis heir left first in an accident when he reached the old age, but this is my little son who is exiled, named Mo Junqi. I just recognized him a while ago, and today I took advantage of the birthday banquet for him to bring it out for everyone to get to know him, he, there was a lot of movement outside some time ago.

"And my grandson, Joao, who also came out to meet with everyone. Vooris slackened his face and lovingly patted Joao's fluffy curls.

"Young Master Mo is very courageous, Little Master has your upbringing, and the future is limitless.

"That movement is not small, but it only took more than a year for Young Master Mo to gain a firm foothold in this S country.

The familiar guests exchanged pleasantries with Warris, and the doubts in their hearts were solved at that moment.

In recent years, everyone has heard that Warris has a little grandson who is spoiled at the top of his heart, but everyone has always thought that it is the heir left by the eldest young master in front, but now when they look at the faces of Mo Junqi and Joao, they all understand without saying much about Warris.

"You praise him too much, everyone has fun, old man, I have limited energy. Although Warris waved his hand modestly, it was clear that his expression meant that he was very satisfied with this son.

Even this banquet was given full authority to Mo Junqi to preside.

João, who was standing on the sidelines, was already bored, and he didn't care how his father and grandfather should arrange him, so he had already left the place on his own.

The adults were ready to gather around Mo Junqi to talk to him, and the children seemed to have the same goal, and they all approached Joao.

"I'm sorry, the smell of your body makes me nauseous, please don't come near me, thank you. As soon as he was away from the crowd mixed with various perfumes, seeing that these children of the same age still wanted to get close to him, Joao tilted his head and smiled and showed his tiger teeth, and directly refused.

Obviously he looks so well-behaved and cute, but the leader and eldest Fuli still captures the disgust in Joao's eyes.

Before they could react, Joao's half-open eyes widened and he looked straight in one direction.

João walked straight to the crowd, and everyone around him watched him with their peripheral visions, so he took a few steps to the side to make way for him.

Xu Zhiming just wanted to lean over and explain a few words to Christman at this time, when he noticed the movement around him.

He saw the people in front of him and made a way, and the seven-year-old young master was walking quickly in his direction.

No, it should be towards Christman.

Christine stared blankly at Joao, who had walked in front of her and leaned over to look at her, she had no concept of good-looking, only knew that the boy in front of her was as beautiful as the little prince in her fairy tale book, and even her skin was whiter than her own.

"Doll?" Joao murmured, his eyes showing a frenzied desire not fitting his age, and then an eerie and biggest smile.

Christine couldn't hear clearly, but felt that Joao was looking at him strangely, and shrank back in fear, only to be grabbed by the wrist.

"Father, look so pretty, isn't she more beautiful than a doll!"

the high-pitched voice ruined the atmosphere of the banquet, and João began to breathe rapidly, which frightened Christman, but João ignored her struggles, and just grabbed his wrist and stared back and forth at her.

In an instant, everyone's attention was grabbed.

"That kid is really good-looking, and I noticed it the first time she came in. "

Yes, like an angel, no wonder the little master is so happy.

"Poof~"

Several noble ladies laughed, Joao turned his back to them, and naturally couldn't see anything wrong.

Just listening to the child's childish words, I felt that Joao simply saw that Christman was good-looking and wanted to make friends with her.

But as the crowd and João said.

Christman is like a doll in a separate window. White skin, long blond curly hair obediently fell on the shoulders, and a few strands of bangs on the forehead.

The shadow of the long eyelashes lightly covers the eyelids, and the eyes widen because of fear, and the appearance of wanting to cry is lovely.

The rosy lips reminded João of a kind of gummy that his grandfather would often give him, and it was the same.

They couldn't see it really, but Xu Zhiming felt that the momentum was wrong, and he was about to step forward to do something, but Joao was one step ahead of him.

"Father, I want this doll, I want her to play with me all the time, to be by my side!" Xu didn't hear his father's response for a long time, and Joao was anxious.

"I want her!father!!" Joao turned his head and pointed at Christman with one hand, his demeanor was formless, and he looked even more crazy when he looked at Mo Junqi.

And the tall father, who was surrounded by all the powerful in the center, had already approached with steps, and the tall figure blocked the exploration of most of the people behind him.