The villain's group favorite little cub

Chapter 107 A lot of little questions pop up in my head

"Yu Yuanyuan..." Yu Jinxiao's anger was triggered by the "crisis" in front of him, and his eyes were as cold as blades, and they fell on the little Zaizai for a moment.

"Ah, dirty things, you can't scratch them." The obedient Yu Yuanyuan raised her hands high in cooperation.

Yu Jinxiao actually planned to go out and find a waitress to take Zaizai to the bathroom to wash herself.

Neither he nor Yu Mingxi or Yu Yingze are suitable to take Zaizai to the men's restroom.

Going to the women's restroom is even less possible.

As soon as Yu Jinxiao went out, the waiter waiting at the door immediately found a young lady according to his request.

Working in a high-end restaurant, you can see and hear a lot of gossip that others don't know.

But for the sake of their jobs and futures, they must keep their mouths shut and never let out anything they shouldn't say.

When she heard Yu Yuanyuan call Yu Jinxiao "Dad", the waitress didn't show any surprise, she just pretended not to hear and acted like a robot with no emotion.

"Baba, why don't you take Yuanyuan to wash?" Xiao Zaizai raised his paws and watched helplessly as Yu Jinxiao handed himself to the beautiful sister next to him.

"Men are not allowed to go to the girls' bathroom. Let this sister take you there. Don't be naughty." Yu Jinxiao said in a cold voice, with a cold expression on his face. "Cold" was written all over his body.

But for some reason, the waitress felt that this legendary "devil" from Jiangcheng was not as scary as she imagined.

Even though he won't look at them seriously, it's cute that he deliberately pretends to be cold when talking to his "daughter".

Everyone has their own protective color. For Yu Jinxiao, not showing obvious emotions is one of his layers of armor.

"Sister, Yuanyuan's paws are super dirty, can they be washed?" Looking at the sticky and red back of her hands, Yu Yuanyuan began to worry that she would turn into a dirty cat.

The waitress didn't intend to talk.

She finally found this job and had only been working for less than a month. She didn't want to be fired on the spot because she accidentally said the wrong thing.

She knew only too well how difficult it was for rich people to deal with them.

These days, she has seen all kinds of annoying and difficult rich people, and often their children are the most terrifying and difficult to deal with.

Talking too much can lead to mistakes. Pretending not to hear can lead to less trouble.

Huh? Why doesn’t sister speak?

Yu Yuanyuan stared at her sister curiously for a while, with many little questions popping up in her head.

Is it because her voice is too soft?

"Sister...sister! Round...round claws...can! Wash! Dry! Clean!" Taking a deep breath, Yu Yuanyuan tried her best to double the volume.

The young lady had a headache.

She was obviously pretending to be dead, but this little kid still insisted on talking to her?

"Yes, don't worry." The young lady forced out a business smile and cherished her words like gold.

Yu Yuanyuan looked at the paws doubtfully until she walked into the bathroom.

As expected of a restroom in a high-end restaurant, the floor is cleaned at all times and is so clean that it reflects light.

There is no trace of water left on the sink, and even the hand sanitizer placed on the side is customized by a luxury brand.

Yu Yuanyuan was too short, so the young lady could only put her on the sink and ask her to squat down and wash her hands.

It had to be said that this was the first time she had seen a child from a rich family eat such dirty food.

Often those families have been training their children's gestures and behavior very early on, and pay great attention to etiquette, and children who make such a mess would have been beaten long ago.

Yu Yuanyuan's hands were all stained with sauce, which couldn't be washed clean with water. The young lady specially used some hand sanitizer, squeezed it into her palms and covered the back of the little guy's hands to help her scrub.

"Sister, the smell of washing your paws is so delicious," the socially awkward little Zaizai couldn't stop mouthing for a moment, "It smells like flowers."

As she spoke, Yu Yuanyuan bent down to smell her hand, and when she pulled it, the water from the faucet splashed all over Xiao Zaizai's skirt.

The young lady's head was pounding, and two words jumped out immediately: "It's over."

(End of chapter)