Filed to story: A Little Princess's Journey from Darkness to Light Novel
Under the watchful eye of Bettany, Blake took Lilly to the central shopping mall.
An ice cream truck was parked outside the mall.
“I’ve been getting ice cream from this truck for ten years,” Blake said as he drove the SUV. “It’s the best ice cream in the city.”
Lilly couldn’t wait any longer. “Ice cream! Ice cream! I love ice cream!”
As the SUV passed a kindergarten school bus, Hannah, sitting by the window, looked out with resentment.
She thought she heard Lilly’s voice just now!
She was shouting, “Ice cream, ice cream!”
She also wanted her daddy to take her out for ice cream.
I can’t bear to see Lilly so happy. I hope she can go to school soon!
The area outside the mall was relatively empty on Monday.
Blake got Lilly a small ice cream topped with delicious nuts and a layer of sweet but not greasy blueberry jam.
The soft ice cream and jam melted in their mouths, bringing them joy!
“It’s so good!” Lilly exclaimed, filled with happiness.
They sat casually by the flower bed.
Blake, tall and dressed in all black, sat on the edge of the flower bed with his legs stretched out. His left foot crossed over his right foot.
Lilly sat on the edge of the flower bed with her left foot crossed over her right foot. Her short and chubby legs looked adorable.
They caught the attention of those around them, who frequently turned to look at them.
There was even a young lady who accidentally bumped into the mall door.
Lilly licked the ice cream from her lips and shook her head, saying, “Tsk tsk. Daddy, are you trying to flirt with other ladies?”
She tilted her head mischievously.
Blake raised his hand and poked her forehead, asking, “How do you know she’s not looking at you?”
Lilly exclaimed, “Oh, maybe she is.”
Blake couldn’t help but laugh. Lilly was so funny.
He looked up at the familiar flower bed and mall.
But now, with Lilly by his side to enjoy ice cream, the future seemed less tedious and challenging to live.
At that moment, Lilly exclaimed and pointed to a nearby cafe.
“It’s Aunt Rebecca!” she said.
Blake followed her gaze and saw a woman sitting in a booth on the first floor of the cafe with her laptop open, enjoying the sun, drinking coffee, and working simultaneously.
He asked, “Who is she?”
Lilly walked over to her with Blake, saying, “It’s Aunt Rebecca. We went ghost hunting with Uncle Anthony before.”
Ghost hunting?
Blake frowned slightly, then followed Lilly into the coffee shop.
There was a wind chime at the entrance of the coffee shop, and he accidentally bumped into it.
Making a clashing noise, he quickly lowered his head.
The waitress stared at him.
Lilly quickly said, “Sorry! My daddy is too tall and hit the wind chime. Should I pay for it?”
After speaking, she rummaged through her small bag and took out a red envelope.
These were various red envelopes she received on her birthday.
The red envelopes from her uncles and grandparents were the thickest, with a length of three feet when laid flat.
The others were gifts from guests who came to celebrate.
Now Lilly always brought these thinner ones when she went out.
She held the red envelope with a pained expression.
When the waitress saw Lilly take out a red envelope and hand it to her, she hurriedly said, “Uh, no. It’s okay. It’s not broken.”
Lilly immediately returned the red envelope to her bag and said, “Okay!”
Cutie, could you pretend for one more second?
Lilly ran to Rebecca’s side and waved hello, “Hi, Aunt Rebecca. We bumped into each other again!”
Rebecca looked closely, surprised and happy, “Hey, Lilly! What brings you here?”
Lilly pointed to Blake behind her and said, “I came with my daddy to have ice cream.”
Rebecca stood up and said, “Hello!”
Blake nodded slowly and replied, “Hello.”
Lilly asked curiously, “Aunt Rebecca, are you working?”
With a smile, Rebecca looked confident and elegant, as if she were glowing.
She picked up Lilly and sat with her, pointing to the computer and saying, “I’m writing a novel.”
Lilly asked, “Oh, you mean you’re writing a storybook?”
Rebecca laughed and replied, “Yes.”
Lilly understood and pointed to the words on the screen, reading, “Once upon a time, there were seven Calabash boys and their grandpa.”
Rebecca was stunned and laughed, “What? This is a live broadcast of a lovely wife, where the CEO is crying for a hug.”
Lilly was confused and asked, “Who is crying for a hug?”
Rebecca replied, “The CEO.”
Lilly said, “Who is the CEO?”
Rebecca was puzzled but replied, “It’s like your uncle. He’s super powerful, super rich, and very handsome.”
Lilly was even more confused. “Then why would such a powerful uncle cry and beg for a hug?”
Rebecca was puzzled. How could she explain this to Lilly? It was a dramatic romance.
Just as she was struggling, a man suddenly rushed in angrily from outside and slammed a stack of documents on the coffee table!
Lilly looked up and saw the tanned uncle standing before her, staring at Rebecca.
“Who is she? And who is she?!” Harry pointed at Lilly and Blake.
Blake flicked his finger, and the coffee shop’s business card in the card booth flew out, hitting Harry’s finger hard and pushing it aside.
