After coming ashore, the little mermaid was pampered by his five fathers.

Upon hearing the price, Mu Rui panicked, sat up, and looked at Li Rui: "What? One million? Why don't you just rob someone? This isn't worth a million at all."

It's just some ordinary furniture, how did it cost a million?

"I misspoke, I misspoke, it's two million."

"What! They're raising prices too?"

Murray was even more dumbfounded, his eyes widening with each passing moment.

His house is only worth 1.5 million; even if he sold it, it wouldn't be enough.

Seeing that his screams were almost piercing the roof, Li Rui pointed to the vase next to the TV, "That vase is worth 800,000."

Murray: ...

"These are considered cheap furniture. My boss is the richest man in the empire and has been on the global rich list for five consecutive years, with a net worth of 1901 billion US dollars. These are all because Mr. Mu is not rich. Otherwise, these things would not even be worth a glance."

"Moreover, considering that Mr. Mu is also the young master's father, a discount was given, so the original price was two and a half million."

"Mr. Mu, you should be grateful. We haven't even asked you for living expenses yet."

Murui's eyes rolled back and she fainted.

With trembling hands, he picked up his phone again. "Hey, Tai Chi, do you have any work lately? Take it all on me, I'm short on cash."

Lu Lingzhou's family is too expensive.

He demanded two million right away, and that was just the minimum.

This is the money he uses to raise his precious baby.

Too bully.

Yan Taiji: ...Has this ancestor been provoked?

However, getting work done is not so simple.

"I have a children's reality show here, it just arrived, and it's different from the previous parent-child reality shows."

"What I'm thinking is, you just filmed a promotional video with President Lu's young master, right? Why don't you try to get him on a children's variety show? That would not only boost viewership but also strengthen your bond with the child."

"Moreover, I looked at the script and the first two seasons of the children's variety show. It was just about taking care of the kids, cooking, and occasionally doing some farm work. And the pay for each episode was 200,000 yuan. Don't say the money is small, but it's not tiring at all. It's like going on a trip to those places."

Upon hearing this, Murui's mind started racing, and finally he smiled and said, "Call it, call it for me."

Hahaha, it came to me without any effort at all!

Now, let's see what Lu Lingzhou will do.

No, this needs to be planned carefully. We need to take Xiao Ranran away from Lu Lingzhou safely, and we need his personal consent.

His butt can't get kicked again.

Thinking about it, he even touched his own butt.

"Okay, I'll go tell Sister Wang right away." Yan Taiji hung up the phone readily.

With work to do, Mu Rui's mood improved, but his good mood instantly vanished when he saw the bill Li Rui handed him.

At this moment, Lu Lingzhou led Xiao Ranran in from outside the door.

Looking at the clean and tidy living room, Lu Lingzhou felt a little less annoyed.

"My darling..."

Murui, acting like a drama queen, rushed over and pounced on Xiao Ranran, hugging her small body with a heartbroken expression.

"My poor baby, you'll have to eat dirt with your daddy."

What do you mean by "eating dirt"?

Why eat dirt?

Little Ranran looked bewildered, and touched Murui's cheek with her little hand, making a "ba ba" sound.

Lu Lingzhou rolled his eyes, picked up the little guy and left, not giving Mu Rui a chance to touch the child.

Murui was stunned, momentarily speechless, and finally slammed her fist on the ground in anger.

Lu Lingzhou, I'm going to fight you to the death!

what! ! !

"Beep beep?"

Little Ranran spun around in Lu Lingzhou's arms, looking bewildered, and then nestled on his shoulder.

Lu Lingzhou patted the little guy in the shoulder. "Good boy, Daddy will take you to get some treats for the goldfish. After you eat, we'll go to sleep."

Upon hearing the word "goldfish," Ranran immediately shifted her attention and nodded, "Okay."

She followed Lu Lingzhou without looking back.

Poor Murui sat on the ground, petrified, and then the wind blew her away.

During dinner, Murui was still a little sullen, and the little guy ignored him.

After the meal, Lu Lingzhou went upstairs to work, taking Li Rui with him.

Xiao Ranran was playing in the living room, with Muchen keeping her company.

Murui came out of the bedroom, quickly went downstairs, and then plopped down on Xiao Ranran's right side, stretching out his arm to hug him.

"Little baby, do you miss your dad?"

"fragrant."

Xiao Ranran smiled at Murui, stretched her little head over to rest against his chest, and sat obediently.

The TV is showing "Calabash Brothers Save Grandpa".

Even though it was an animated film, Murray watched it with great interest.

Calabash Brothers: "Demon, give me back my grandpa!"

"Hahaha, the Calabash Brothers are saving Grandpa! Why can't they all come at once?"

Murui was overjoyed and pinched the little one's cheek in her arms, "Isn't Daddy right, my sweet baby?"

Little Ranran nodded her little head.

Dad is right.

"You're such a good girl. How about you sleep next to Daddy tonight?"

"Okay~"

"Can't!"

As soon as Xiao Ranran agreed, dissenting voices came from the side.

Mu Chen: "Uncle Lu said that you can't be alone with Zai Zai."

I want to sleep next to the baby, but he might run away in a little while.

After all, this person has a criminal record.

"Hey, hey, hey, this isn't fair! What about the trust between humans and corals?"

"I'm Ranran's father, after all. How could I possibly bully him?"

Besides, he couldn't bear to bully such a well-behaved and adorable little dumpling.

Murui hugged Xiao Ranran unhappily, her face puffed up with anger, clearly in a very bad mood.

Little Ranran leaned over and pressed her cheek against his, "Smack, crack~"

I want to sleep next to my dad.

"Look, Ranran has agreed."

"Come on, Daddy will take you to sleep."

Murui didn't care about anything else, picked up the child and went upstairs, heading straight for the guest room.

After getting Ranran ready, I tucked the little one, dressed in her fluffy pajamas, into the bed.

"Sleep well, Daddy will be here soon."

"Um."

Little Ranran huddled in the blankets, moved her little head, and stared at Murui in front of her with her bright black eyes, not moving an inch.

Seeing how cute he was, Murui couldn't help but lean over and kiss his little face.

"Lie down obediently."

"Uh-huh."

She shrank even deeper into the blankets.

They are so well-behaved.

Murui suppressed her excitement, quickly took a shower and washed up, then got into bed and hugged the little one to sleep.

He was exhausted from all the commotion day after day.

Turn off the lights, go to sleep, and even if thunder comes, he won't get up.

When Lu Lingzhou learned that Mu Rui had taken Xiao Ranran to bed, his fists clenched.

But when he entered the room and saw Xiao Ranran sleeping soundly in his arms, he held back.

He didn't argue with him in front of Xiao Ranran.

Murui settled down in the villa, constantly trying to make his presence known to Xiao Ranran, and even taking him to watch TV.

"Baby, look, that's Daddy."

Xiao Ranran looked at the long-haired man on the TV, blinked in confusion, and then glanced at Murui, even more confused.

"Beep beep?"

"Oh yeah, that's a dad too. Isn't he handsome?"

Mu Chen, standing to the side, curled his lip: "Narcissistic, huh?"

Jingle Bell

Murray answered the phone.

"Delivery? Okay, I'll come out and get it right away."

"Come on, baby, Daddy will take you to pick up the package."

It must be the clothes and toys he bought for the baby that have arrived.

Surprisingly, overseas logistics are quite fast.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Let's predict whether Murray will get beaten up again.