Uh...but that boy is really not a fairy, okay? Either you're easily tricked, or that boy skillfully tricked you! And I just want to help you to see the truth!
Now that he finally had the time to accompany her, Qiao Mei still wanted to take away this little bit of time. She definitely would not allow this to happen.
Seeing Ainsley was so gloomy that she looked like she couldn't love her life anymore, Finley felt his heart ache for the girl. The boy then stretched his hand and pulled the girl into his bosom.
His uncle, however, had struggled twice before him. The first time when he tried to complete the painting of a spear and failed, and the second time was when he revealed to Leonel that beneath his golden armor, he was entirely drenched in sweat.
Ainsley clasped her hands together in front of her chin, praying so that she would be lucky. When the girl closed her eyes, another faint golden light flashed from her glabella.
“However, the Naxi clan has already returned the favor. If it weren’t for the help of the Naxi clan, the Yun family would probably…” The Great Elder of the Yun family couldn’t help but feel a bit sad when he said this. Qu Lanyi chuckled. “No matter what, my feelings for Fengfeng are there. As the son-in-law of the Yun family, the Yun family’s business is certainly my business.”
[What do you mean, though, uncle Godfather?] Ainsley tilted her head. Indeed, her people were powerful despite the family being a poor one on the brink of collapsing.
The younger generations that took over the Sloan Family couldn't even get the sacred guardians' recognition, leading their family to decline day by day due to other forces.
"Anyway, let's observe the young miss. Those old foxes in the family might persuade her to choose them as her guardian. If the young miss picks the wrong guardian…" the blue-eyed elder expressed his worry.
Finley might look like a boy outside, but he's still a young man inside. Of course, he wasn't flustered when Ainsley was around, because she's still only three years old.
Ainsley gnawed the pillow and hit the bed with her tiny fists, wanting to vent her anger toward the Godfather because she simply couldn't beat the Godfather, right?
"Don't worry. She's not that formidable. In my eyes, you're infinitely better than her." Finley smoothly hugged Ainsley and stroked the back of her head. The way he pulled Ainsley to his embrace was so swift that both Code-C and Ainsley was shocked.