Problem Girls Strategy

Love may be hard for you to understand.

So let me express it this way: Thank you for being born as our child, lucky you. "

The girl cried and whispered her parents' names. For Xiaoling Xing, this belated letter was like an electric iron, smoothing out the depression in her heart.

And she was finally allowed to make the changes she wished for.

Chapter 15: 16-year-old daughter, -year-old father

"Notice: From today on, you are officially promoted from brother to father!"

"?"

Jiang Zao looked at the text message sent by Ruchao Shicai on his mobile phone, and a huge question mark popped up above his head. He didn't expect that he would become a father at such a young age, and even have a daughter who was only one year younger than him.

An unmarried virgin has a daughter. What a hell of a picture scroll!

Jiang Zao called Ruchao Shicai to the fountain in the school garden and held up her phone. The message displayed on it was exactly the text message she had sent: "Shicai, what's the matter with this text message?"

"It's just what it means..."

Ruchao Shicai didn't dare to look directly at Jiang Zao. Her red eyes, like newly ripened cherries, looked to the right. She turned her body slowly, crossed her hands and pressed them on the edge of her black skirt behind her. Her slender legs wrapped in different-colored over-the-knee socks crossed back and forth with hesitant steps.

After spinning around in circles for who knows how many times like a headless fly, Ruchao Shicai finally mustered up the courage to face the warm sunshine that had just risen in summer, with a shy smile, and slightly drooping eyebrows with a hint of desolation and sadness. Her pale pink lips were pursed together because of nervousness, and her young and tender chest swelled with her deep breaths. As she exhaled, she expressed her wish: "Please be Shicai's father!"

As if worried that Jiang Zao would refuse, Ruchao Shicai handed over a check for 70 million yuan with trembling hands.

……

"From today on, I am Shicai's father!" Jiang Zao put his arm around Ruchao Shicai's delicate shoulders and announced to everyone in the dormitory hall.

"Huh? What are you talking about?" Matsushima Mitsuru put his hands on his hips and tilted his head, looking like he couldn't understand.

"Although he's called father, it's not really formal, is it? It's more like playing house?" Zhou Fang Tianyin felt that Jiang Zao was just playing with Ruchao Shicai.

"I see..." Xiaoling Xing snapped his hands together and showed an expression of sudden enlightenment: "You are actually playing the father game, how fanatical."

"Huh? I'm serious. Dad also said: Even if I have to go against the whole world, I will protect you." Ruchao Shicai clasped Jiang Zao's right hand with her left hand, her cheeks puffed up like buns, trying hard to convey her attitude, wanting to let them know that this was not a game.

Jiang Zao put his hand on Ruchao Shicai's silky brown hair and stroked it gently, saying firmly: "Don't worry, I will train you into something useful in my own way this summer!"

"Thank you, Dad. Hug me!" Ruchao Shicai hugged him tightly with a smile in her eyes.

……

Jiang Zao came to the rooftop where colorful and various styles of girls' underwear were hung out to dry. He needed to talk to Julia about this matter, but the greater significance of this call was actually to let someone hear it.

"Hey?"

"Julia, I'm a father."

"???? I don't remember that your original wish to go to school was to harm girls. It's been less than a semester since you started school. Are you forcing me?"

Even though he knew the other party was joking, Jiang Zao still felt a little unhappy. Does this guy look like such a hungry beast?

"I don't know who got drunk and was ready to team up with Ma Zi to attack a minor."

"Ahhhhh! Forget about that!" Getting drunk by Ma Zi and almost going to jail for a party was the biggest black event in Julia's life.

"Okay, let's not talk about the past. Please help me keep an eye on the movements of the Ruchao family. The dessert will be placed on the table."

"…I see. It is said that the faction of the Irusu family that supports Irusu Shicai has become active. You have become the father of that child, so be careful."

"Ah."

Julia hung up the phone with Jiang Zao and looked at the two mousse cakes on the desk. One of them had been eaten by her, and the other was still on the table. She knew that it was not for her, but for someone who was still underground.

I really don’t know when Jiang Zao knew about this, and he even hid it from everyone and established contact with him.

"Dad!" Ruchao Shicai was like a young deer, full of energy and able to hurt people. He pushed the door open with a "bang" and knocked Jiang Zao to the ground with a super headbutt.

"Ouch!" Jiang Zao felt that all the air in his lungs was squeezed out by this headbutt.

Ruchao Shicai pouted her pink and tender lips, and used her small hands to hold Jiang Zao's head to prevent him from moving, and had a Western-style communication between father and daughter.

Suoh Tenon, who had chased after them, stared at Iricho Shicai, who had made her face flushed and was panting as she sat on Jiang Zao's belly. She knocked on the door with a plate of sandwiches in her hand, reminding the two who had gone too far in their game: "Is it not disturbing you?"

……

Jiang Zao came out of Chizuru Tachibana's office. He came to confirm the whereabouts of the students in the school during the summer vacation. The result was that everyone except him and Shicai would go back to their homes, which would be convenient for his subsequent education of Shicai. If no one was in school, he wouldn't have to worry too much.

The girls are planting fruit trees on campus today. Jiang Zao really wants to complain. Could it be that Mihama Academy is taking over the university? Can Tianyin, a senior high school student, really eat the fruits of the fruit trees when they bear fruit?

He was right in his guess; Mihama Academy really did include the university in it, but by the time he knew about this, it was already a story for later.

"Dad! Where have you been?" Ruchao Shicai trotted to Jiang Zao with a pot of saplings on his head.

"I have something to do in Chizuru's office."

"Ah~" Irisuo Shicai raised one corner of her mouth and said in an unusually annoying tone: "Chizuru Chizuru's sewer pipe will get clogged if it is not cleared frequently."

Jiang Zao looked at her and three words emerged in his mind.

Female ghost!

Involuntarily hardened, pointing to the fist.

Next time, teach her Zaku~Zagu~ and Zayu~Zayu~. The former means a large tree and the latter means food. Both are good words. Jiang Zao thinks they will definitely be suitable to be pronounced by Ruchao Shicai.

Zhou Fang Tianyin took the subway home in worry and reluctance. Finally, Jiang Zao and Irusho Shicai were the only two people left in the whole school. Jiang Zao couldn't wait and immediately rushed to his room with his daughter.

He took out a black and hard...sniper rifle towards the vegetable that entered the nest, the XM-107 sniper rifle, commonly known as the Barrett.

"Wow! Dad, is this real?" Ruchao Shicai couldn't believe his eyes.

"Of course it's real. This is something I don't use very often, so I'll use it as part of my summer teaching."

The pitch-black metal body of the gun exuded a dangerous and deadly aura, which made Ruchao Shicai subconsciously lick her lips with her tongue and swallow her saliva. It was obvious that she was very interested in this.

"Dad, I want it!"

"I know, I know, you greedy little scoundrel."

The father and daughter looked at each other and both showed meaningful smiles. Jiang Zao's bedroom was suddenly filled with laughter. If it weren't for the Barrett, it would have been a warm scene.

So, under Ruchao Shicai's expectant gaze, Jiang Zao put away the Barrett that made her covetous, and took her to change into sportswear and go to the playground, showing a bright smile: "Start by running six laps around the playground every day."

"Ah?"

"Do you think you have the strength and stamina to use that gun now? You're just dreaming! Start running with me. During the upcoming holidays, physical training will be your daily basis. If you want to play sniper rifle, work hard!"

Jiang Zao, who turned into a demon, chased after Ruchao Shicai and supervised her running. Fortunately, Ruchao Shicai's obsession with the gun turned into motivation, and she strictly followed Jiang Zao's arrangements.

The result was that the next day, Ruchao Shicai felt sore all over that she couldn't even lift her hands. Jiang Zao reached out to give her a massage with a smile that seemed like a ghost to her. After a scream full of despair, Ruchao Shicai lay flat on the bed with a look of being beaten up and lifeless eyes.

"Dad, that's a monster..."

Jiang Zao patted her head unhappily: "Alright, raise your hand again and see."

Ruchao Shicai closed his eyes, raised his hand nervously, and then opened his eyes in surprise: "It's not so painful anymore, Dad is so awesome."

"It's just a little technique. You need to get up and eat, and replenish your nutrition after exercise."

"Yes!"

Speaking of eating, Ruchao Shicai became excited. Now she could enjoy meals made by Jiang Zao himself all day long. This was a treatment that no one else had. Humph, she must show off to Sister Tian when she comes back.

Chapter 33: Fighting! Awesome! (Third update, please vote!)

The summer vacation planned by Jiang Zao and Ruchao Shicai was just halfway through when it was suddenly interrupted by a piece of news on TV.

"The daughter of the Iruo family was caught in the explosion and is currently missing..."

"Plop." The cake fell from the fork that was about to be put into Cherry's little mouth, and the cream splashed all over the floor.

She stared at the TV with dull eyes. When she came to her senses, she put down the cake in her hand and ran back to the bedroom regardless of Jiang Zao's shouts.

Ruchao Shicai stared at the number on his mobile phone that had not been dialed in many years, and pressed the dial button with a determined look.

"Hello...it's me..."

……

"This damn little girl!" Ruchao Qingxia hung up the phone in frustration. She had never expected that the information involving a large amount of corruption was actually memorized word for word by Ruchao Shicai with her equally damn extraordinary memory.

She had hired robbers to kill her ex-husband with great difficulty, and thought she could live a carefree life from then on, but she didn't expect that there was a time bomb hidden inside.

After venting her anger by throwing all the items on the desk, Ruchao Qingxia sat back in her chair, gritting her teeth as she thought about how to deal with this little girl Ruchao Shicai. Suddenly, she thought of the conditions proposed by Ruchao Shicai and smiled grimly.

"Don't you want to save your sister's life? The child just happens to lack a suitable organ for transplantation, so why not use your own life in exchange?"

Irushou Kiyoka immediately dialed a number: "Hey, I want you to go to that Mihama Academy right away and bring Irushou Shicai back to me. Don't you have someone there?"

"What? Can't get in touch with her? You're useless! Send someone there quickly. It would be best if you could capture her alive. If that doesn't work, it would be ok if you can just cripple her limbs but keep her alive. Anyway, what I want is her organs, not her body."

Ruchao Qingxia hung up the phone, feeling happy about her clever plan of killing two birds with one stone. As long as Ruchao Shicai died, those factions in the family who still chose to support her would scatter. In this way, there would be no more disgusting opposition voices, and the Ruchao family would move to a higher level under her leadership.

I didn't expect that daughters are such useful tools. Should I find a good-looking man to have another one as a backup?

……

"Ruchao Qingxia has issued a kidnapping mission against Ruchao Shicai to the organization. Are you sure you want to disobey the order?" Julia reminded Jiang Zao in a serious tone.

"I don't think I need to answer this question. You know the answer."

"I understand."

Although Jiang Zao was well-known within Interpol, it did not mean that the branch organization in Japan knew him, not to mention that he had disguised the information when transferring it. Therefore, as a punishment for disobeying the organization's orders, Jiang Zao was also counted as one of the targets of the mission and was required to be killed immediately.

"Dad..." Ruchao Shicai's young face was full of worry, and she held Jiang Zao's right hand tightly.

"Shicai, don't worry, everything will be over tonight. This is my promise to you."

Jiang Zao tried to comfort the nervous Ruchao Shicai, but seeing that she was still frowning, he felt that he had caused her trouble, so he simply pressed his hand on the back of her head and used her favorite mucous membrane contact method to tell her that he was on top of everything.

The hot breath hit Ruchao Shicai's face, dispelling the chillness in her heart.

Jiang Zao took her to set up various small traps in Mihama Academy and told her the correct routes to avoid them. Ruchao Shicai listened very carefully and relied on her photographic memory to walk the correct route again after setting up the traps.

If Jiang Zao was the only one in the academy, there would be no need to set these traps. Unfortunately, Ruchao Shicai was also there, and he did not have the ability to clone himself to protect her, so he could only resort to this last resort.

Jiang Zao solemnly handed the pistol to Ruchao Shicai: "Shicai, remember, unless there is no way to escape, never use a gun. I don't want your hands to be stained with blood. This is not the original intention of teaching you to use a gun."

"Well, I will definitely obey what Dad says."

"Of course, if the other party has already threatened your life, then don't hesitate. Do you remember the method I taught you?"

"Of course I remember, two shots to the body and one shot to the head!" Ruchao Shicai's ruby-like bright eyes were full of admiration for Jiang Zao. Just as he had promised, he would protect himself even if he had to go against the world.

Jiang Zao did not avoid her when he talked to Julia earlier.

"Very good, you are worthy of being my good daughter. Then go put on the bulletproof vest in my room and hide."

Ruchao Shicai nodded obediently and left.

Jiang Zao received an anonymous text message on his mobile phone. The content was very simple, with only one number.

"14"

"14 people coming? It seems that there are still many people in the organization who have eaten the dog food of the Ruchao family. It's time to play with them."

The orange-red sun gradually sank below the horizon, and the huge Mihama Academy would light up its street lights at night, like the only shelter in the endless darkness.

However, Jiang Zao deliberately turned off the power today. In the dark and silent campus, if anyone walked into it, all kinds of rumors about the school would inevitably emerge in their minds. The most classic one is that the school was built on a mass grave.

It’s a pity that the visitors tonight are not the kind of people who are afraid of ghosts. They work in groups of two and spread out in the school to search the school for their mission targets - nest-forming dill and river dates.

"Contractor"

The faint blue starlight gathered into a black windbreaker, and the double-edged dagger was also tightly held in his hand. Jiang Zao stood on the roof, opened his arms and felt the cool breeze of the midsummer night, and then took a leap of faith.

That’s why CT scans have never been recommended since ancient times.

Jiang Zao threw out a special iron chain and wrapped it around the necks of the two killers below. As the electric light spread, they twitched and fell to the ground.

"12"

Jiang Zao retracted the zipline fixed at his waist, bent over like a leopard and started hunting in the dark.

The matte black blade penetrated the enemy's body without any obstruction, just like a red-hot iron needle piercing a candle. Jiang Zao covered his mouth considerately and used electric current to flatten the wound to prevent blood from flowing out of the wound to irrigate the grass under his feet.