Xia Jianren felt that it was not too late to get the secret recipe of perfume, so he returned to his hometown after two days in M City.

On the day he came home, Xia's mother and her five brothers were talking about business with customers in the backyard.

Only Xia Ningxing was teasing the little white rabbit he had just picked up from the mountains two days ago in the yard.

Xia Jianren knew that only Xia Ningxing knew the formula of the perfume, so he would walk directly towards her: "Bao'er! ”

He was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, which was incompatible with this dilapidated and dirty little courtyard.

Jun had a kind smile on his face, and he was still holding a snack that he thought was very precious, and shook it at her, as if he wanted to lure her into taking the bait: "Bao'er, stop playing with rabbits, come and see what Dad bought for you, it's potato chips, come and eat." ”

Xia Ningxing turned his head and glanced at him.

Hehe, nothing to offer is either a traitor or a thief!

So......

Xia Ningxing will directly cross his waist and not give him a good face: "What is delicious about potato chips, I'm tired of eating them!" ”

Xia Ningxing is really not bragging, since the family made money, the family has never broken Xia Ningxing's snacks, every time Xia's mother comes back from the city stall, she will always buy all kinds of snacks for her.

Life is more comfortable than that of a child in the city.

"Uh......" Xia Jianren was slightly embarrassed, but when he thought of the purpose of this trip, although he was a little unhappy in his heart, he still forcibly held back and squatted in front of her: "I'm sorry, Bao'er, Dad really doesn't know that you are tired of eating these, or you tell Dad what you want to eat, Dad will take you to buy it?" ”

His tone was gentle, his cheeks were smiling, and he was a proper father.

If it weren't clear that he was a scumbag, Xia Ningxing would really be deceived by his touching acting skills.

She smiled slightly, and scolded him in a sharp tone without giving face: "You don't have to try to please me, just say anything directly, just do it, and waste less time!" ”

She was curious about what it was that made the scumbag so pleasing herself!

Xia Jianren was embarrassed to be poked like this, but he couldn't tear his face, he sighed helplessly, and then reached out and touched her head: "Bao'er, that's the case, Dad thinks the perfume at home is very good, I heard that you have a secret recipe there, can you give the secret recipe to Dad, so that Dad can use it to make a lot of money, much more money than you make now!" ”

"When the time comes, I can buy you and your mother and brothers a luxurious villa to live in, drive a four-wheeled car, have a driver to pick you up from school and school, and have a nanny and maid to serve you when you get home, and live a princess-like life."

"Also, don't you like acting, when the time comes, I will sign you with the best entertainment company, give you the resources to make you an international superstar, and make you famous all over the world......" Then, become her cash cow!

This pie is so good, so big!

If Xia Ningxing is really a nine-year-old little girl, then it is really possible to hand over the perfume formula without saying a word at this moment, but unfortunately, Xia Ningxing is not a naïve child.

Although she was not very old before she wore the book, her heart was very mature, and she knew exactly what he had in mind.

It's not enough to cheat the money, and now I want to cheat the perfume secret recipe!

So deceiving, why don't you go to the sky to stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun, and heat you beast!

Xia Ningxing really wanted to abandon all upbringing, so he pointed at his nose and scolded.

But the reality is that she not only held back, but also handed over the secret recipe of the perfume.

"Yes, Daddy!" A smile appeared on her fair and beautiful little face, innocent and childish, but if you look closely, you will find that her smile is not as good as the bottom of her eyes, revealing a coldness: "Wait a minute, I will write you the perfume formula." ”