171: It's Good to Be Rich

It's Good to Be Rich

Su Jiu passed the doll to Song Xinyan and sweetly smiled. "Sister, don't cry. This is for you!"1

"Wow!" Song Xinyan was pleasantly surprised. She reached out to grab the doll and lovingly hugged it. "Thank you, Little Jiu. I love it!"

"This is also for you." Su Jiu passed the jar of candy to her.

"Thank you!" Song Xinyan took the jar from Su Jiu, then reached out to grab her hand. "Let's go, Little Jiu. We're going to my house to play!"

The two little girls skipped in, leaving their fathers behind.

Song Jiye helplessly smiled and said to Su Shengjing, "Indeed, little girls have more fun with other girls. Let's go in and have a seat."

"Okay." Su Shengjing nodded as his gaze followed Su Jiu.

As he saw her running behind Song Xinyan, he became worried that she would accidentally trip and fall.

If she got injured, his heart would ache.

Su Shengjing felt that ever since he realized he had a daughter, he had become like a worried and naggy old mother. However, it was not like he was unwilling to become one.

After she dragged Su Jiu into the house, Song Xinyan brought over a strawberry cake and some dessert. She invited Su Jiu to eat the cake and dessert together.

Su Jiu was still checking out this huge villa. This luxurious place probably costs hundreds of millions, right?

It's good to be rich.

Although Su Jiu could only admire it now, after her father became an A-list celebrity, she might be able to own a house like this!

After that, she could move in and enjoy life in peace.

When Su Jiu finished the dessert and the milk tea that the nanny brought, Song Xinyan pulled her into her bedroom.

She excitedly said, "Little Jiu, this is my room! Let me show you my new toys and dresses. If you like them, let me know. I'll give them to you!"

Song Xinyan's room was extraordinarily spacious, approximately a hundred square meters big. The wardrobe alone took up an entire wall. When Su Jiu opened the wardrobe, she was greeted by the sight of dazzling clothes, shoes, headbands, hats, bags…

Song Xinyan was undoubtedly an heiress.

Her room was mainly pink and white, while the ceiling was decorated with a starry sky and several beautiful cloud lamps. The bed was a princess bed, with white veils cascading down from the top. They were everything that satisfied a girl's dream of a bedroom.

Song Xinyan pulled Su Jiu to the wardrobe. "You can take anything you like. Just choose to your heart's content!"

This little female lead is so enthusiastic.

As Su Jiu thought about it, she flashed a smile at Song Xinyan. "I can't take your things. My father will buy whatever I want for me."

When Song Xinyan saw that Su Jiu did not plan on choosing anything, she gave up. Instead, she excitedly asked, "Then, shall we watch cartoons together? What do you want to watch?"

Su Jiu cutely said, "I'll watch whatever you want to!"

Song Xinyan thought that Su Jiu was an extremely obedient girl, and her impression of Su Jiu improved. She pulled her to sit down on the soft furry couch, then ran to switch on the television hanging on the wall.

Song Xinyan played her favorite cartoon and giggled as she watched it.

At this moment, the door to her room suddenly opened.

A seven- or eight-year-old boy appeared at the door. When he saw Song Xinyan watching the cartoon, his handsome face was filled with exasperation.

He coldly and disdainfully said, "You're so noisy. Only an idiot would look at something so childish."

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