Forbidden Game: Ruthless CEO, Please Set Me Free-Chapter 822 - 830: Children (2)

The two figures, one big and one small, squatting there, were quite eye-catching.

But the two of them were having fun, while the security guard on the side was sweating profusely, looking worried.

He initially thought he could persuade the little one to leave, but to his surprise, instead of leaving, another older one came.

"Sir... It’s quite dangerous here... There’s a risk of falling objects from above, please take care of your child and leave this area."

Fu Nancheng looked up, and indeed, many windows of the building were open. Additionally, there was construction on the rooftop, making it quite unsafe.

"How about I take you somewhere else?" He withdrew his gaze and looked at the little one. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Qiao Zichen shook his head quite ungraciously.

"Want some ice cream?"

The little brows furrowed, and Qiao Zichen looked up at Fu Nancheng with a hint of disdain in his eyes: "You’re so grown up and still eating ice cream, aren’t you ashamed?"

Fu Nancheng’s eye twitched slightly, as he patiently explained: "I meant I would treat you."

"Really?" The little one hesitated for a moment but ultimately couldn’t resist the temptation.

"Of course."

"I want the strawberry flavor."

"Okay."

"Then you go and buy it for me."

Fu Nancheng was slightly stunned, and then he saw that the little one not only didn’t get up but sat down on the grass, refusing to move.

He looked up at the rooftop, surveyed the surroundings, but didn’t see the child’s guardian.

After a few seconds, he noticed the child was focused on picking flowers and asked again, "Why are you picking so many flowers?"

"To give to someone."

Fu Nancheng chuckled teasingly; even such a young child knew how to please a girl.

Qiao Zichen looked up and asked, "Are you here to pick up your girlfriend from work?"

"Yes."

"Then your girlfriend must not like you."

"Why?" Fu Nancheng frowned.

"Because you didn’t buy any flowers..."

Several black lines metaphorically formed across Fu Nancheng’s face, and he retorted, "Then the person you’re giving flowers to must not like you either."

"Why?"

"Look, all the petals have fallen off your flowers; what’s left is just the bare stems. Of course, no one would like them."

Qiao Zichen earnestly frowned and scrutinized the flowers in his hand, yet had to reluctantly admit that what was once a colorful bouquet now looked like a bunch of naked green stems.

Seeing his disheartened look, Fu Nancheng came up with an idea and spoke again. "How about you come with me to the flower shop? You can pick a bouquet for me, and I will pay; you can also choose one for yourself."

"Okay!" Qiao Zichen considered for a moment and finally got up from the ground.

Fu Nancheng gave him a glance, then turned and walked towards a nearby flower shop.

Qiao Zichen followed closely around his legs, still a bit reluctant to throw away the wildflowers in his hand.

Before long, the two of them, one big and one small, entered the flower shop.

"It smells so good..." Qiao Zichen’s eyes widened, blinking with an indescribable cuteness.

"Sir, is this your son? He’s so cute," the store owner couldn’t help but praise.

Fu Nancheng paused, remained silent, but a hint of sadness flickered in his eyes.

"This one... I want this one..." Qiao Zichen stood on tiptoe, pointing at a bouquet of sunflowers.

"Alright, how many stems do you want, kiddo?"

"Um... eight stems..." Qiao Zichen carefully calculated how many he could hold and cautiously stated a number he felt he could manage.

Fu Nancheng didn’t intervene and took a stroll around the flower shop, his gaze landing on a bunch of white roses.