The Magnate’s Six-year-Old Niece

The old man Bu was also moved in his heart. He was very pleased that someone could feel sorry for his grandson like this.

"If she is a phoenix who is about to spread her wings and soar, then I will go and hold up the sky above her head so that she can dance her own life carefree."

Before leaving with Si Niannian, Bu Chensu left this sentence to Mr. Bu.

Old Man Bu: "..."

Feelings, what he said before was in vain?

In the car, just as Bu Chensu helped Si Niannian fasten his seat belt, a message came from his mobile phone.

[Grandpa]: If you are not strong enough, how can you hold up the whole sky?

Bu Chensu knew that his grandfather was urging him to cultivate, and he really slack off a lot these days.

Zishu was driving the car and always felt that the atmosphere behind today was not quite right. He couldn't help but glanced at the rearview mirror, but it happened to meet the gaze cast by Bu Chensui, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly looked straight ahead, wholeheartedly. drive.

"Baby."

"Um?"

Si Niannian, who was eating candy, looked up.

"Does the baby have ideals?" These are the words that Bu Chen said after deliberation.

Grandpa is right, maybe he protects the little girl too tightly, she is only six years old, she still doesn't know how to plan her own life, and she still doesn't know what the word "future" means. He shouldn't put her wings on her. Broken in the cradle.

"ideal?"

"Well, has the baby ever thought about which way to go in the future? What do you want to do in the future?" For fear that Si Niannian would not understand, Bu Chensu patiently explained it again.

Zishu in the driver's seat pursed his lips and snickered, the young master who talked so much could only be seen by the young lady.

Si Niannian nodded, his dark eyes were full of determination, "Inherit the master's legacy, cultivate earnestly, carry forward Taoism, be filial to grandparents, and make the family happy."

Although the little girl is only six years old, she is never confused about the future. She knows what she is doing and how to do it.

This made Bu Chensu feel a sense of pride, but also some regret.

The imaginary picture of helping the baby to make a life plan is probably impossible to achieve.

"And that's all?"

Si Niannian continued: "Work hard to make money and support Brother Su."

puff!

Zishu was directly choked by his own saliva, and with too much force on his hand, the car made an S-shape.

Raise the young master?

If the young master's family background is revealed, the four major families together will not be enough to see.

Miss, what misunderstanding of the young master?

Bu Chen Su hurriedly protected Si Niannian, his sharp eyes swept forward, "Concentrate on driving."

Zishu froze behind him and glanced in the rearview mirror, "I'm sorry young master, miss, are you alright?"

"I'm fine, Uncle Zishu."

Zishu, who had been forced to get used to this title, had no choice but to continue driving.

This is not the first time that Bu Chensu has heard from the little girl that he wants to support himself. Every time he hears it, he feels very happy.

It's great that the baby has him in his plans for the future.

"Master, here we are."

The car was parked in front of Rongsheng Auction House. Today is Friday, and there will be regular auctions here.

After Zishu showed the Zijin card, the manager who was driven over by the three warmly greeted the Zijin member's private room.

"Bu Shao, this is today's list, please read it."

The manager pointed to the big screen in the private room and said.

Bu Chensu waved his hand, "I won't bid today."

After speaking, he gave Zishu a look.

Zishu stepped forward and opened the box in his hand.

Lin Bufan has worked in Rongsheng for ten years. He has seen countless treasures, and at a glance, he recognizes that this is a rare flying scorpion fruit.