Sweet Time Only for You: The Entanglement between Mr. Lu and Miss Song-Chapter 259: Uncle, She’s My Future Wife!

Song Dabai, like a little lion, stood in front of Luolu and tightly grabbed the man’s outstretched hand, biting down on the back of it.

"Ah—"

The man cried out in pain and swatted Song Dabai away.

Song Dabai was hit heavily in the face, suddenly feeling dizzy and unable to get up from the ground.

Luolu was clearly also frightened, staring blankly at the man, leaning straight against the wooden bed without daring to speak.

"What are you looking at? Don’t believe I’ll..." The man reached out to slap Luolu again, but this time was stopped by Daming.

Grabbing the man’s wrist, Weizi was indignant and glared back at Daming: "Didn’t you tell me to sell this little girl? If she doesn’t listen, of course I have to teach her a lesson!"

"Enough!"

Daming forcefully shook off Weizi’s hand and slapped him back, reprimanding him without mercy:

"Weizi, are you f***ing crazy? This kid is our money tree! You didn’t even consider that if you ruin his face, how are we supposed to get that million? I’m telling you, if anything goes wrong, we won’t just miss the money; we’ll probably spend the rest of our lives in jail!"

Weizi had been drinking earlier, and now the slap from Daming sobered him up.

He instantly deflated, realizing the seriousness of his mistake, "What do we do now? That kid’s face... seems to have my handprint on it."

"Are you stupid? Quickly find something to apply to the kid’s face! If Lu Jihan finds out you hit his son, the million will be gone!"

"Oh oh oh."

Weizi stomped his foot in frustration and hurried to fetch a hot towel to apply to Song Dabai’s face.

Listening to the adults’ conversation, Song Dabai’s dark eyes rolled around, piecing together—

These two bad guys must have contacted daddy and agreed on a million to rescue him!

Of course, he wanted to return to daddy and mommy, but if he left, what about Luolu?

No! He must find a way to rescue Luolu too!

Just as he was pondering, the door to the small room inside opened, and the young man came in with a towel and basin.

He wrung out the towel, squatted in front of Song Dabai, and said:

"Kid, you’re just lucky to have been born into the Lu Family, as Lu Jihan’s son. If you were born to ordinary people, or like this little girl without parents, you’d be sold off today too."

Song Dabai pursed his lips, looked up with a serious face: "Uncle, how about I negotiate a deal with you?"

The man was a bit taken aback.

He then replied with a sinister tone: "Whoa, kid, you’re awfully young to know about negotiating deals."

"I’m five years old."

Song Dabai blinked mischievously and said: "I’m Lu Jihan’s son, so I’m not like ordinary people."

Weizi found Song Dabai intriguing and raised his eyebrows to ask: "Alright then, tell me, what deal do you want to make with me?"

Song Dabai wrinkled his little nose and turned to point with his mouth: "Uncle, she’s my future wife, I’ll redeem her from you."

Weizi was amused again by Song Dabai’s words.

Such a young child, and he already has a future wife?

"Haha, kid, are you joking with me?"

"I’m not joking."

Song Dabai put on a serious face and declared confidently, "My daddy and mommy took me to the orphanage to see my wife. Because I’m not well, daddy and mommy heard from the temple’s master that bringing home a wife would cure my illness."