The next morning, at dawn.
After waking up, Lu Nuonuo first had breakfast with her two older brothers.
Once they left for lessons with other teachers, she promptly dragged her children's version of a snack-shopping cart to find Cheng Cang, adhering meticulously to her schedule.
"Uncle Cheng, we're going to feed fishy now——"
In a few days, Cheng Cang would be leaving.
During this time, he needed to confirm whether the juvenile merman's violent tendencies would appear unpredictably and had taken on the responsibility of feeding him.
Just as he received the day's batch of sashimi from the bodyguards, a sweet, adorable voice came from behind.
The pink children's shopping cart was a toy that Fu Junhang had bought for her when he was around.
In addition, he had chosen an empty room in the main house and designed a children's supermarket for Little Dumpling—all tailored to her height. He had turned a real-life version of playing house into something magical.