Qiqi had been to many places, so neither the amusement park nor the zoo could captivate her for long. After just a morning of play, she had lost interest. Fu Shinian took her out for lunch, and when he asked her where she wanted to go next, she blinked her eyes but didn't answer.
Fu Shinian knew by just looking at her that this little one was probably cooking up some mischief in her mind.
What Fu Shinian hadn't expected was for Qiqi to ask him a question. She said,
"Fu Shinian, do you like wood?"
Even though he didn't know why she was asking this, he still gave her a positive answer, "Yes, I like wood."
"How much do you like it?"
"As much as I like you," Fu Shinian looked at her and smiled slightly, "You and wood are my everything."
"But wood is going to be with Uncle Wen now." Qiqi bit her lip, frowning, "People get together because they like each other, right? If they're together now, does that mean wood doesn't like you but likes Uncle Wen instead?"