Chapter 859 - 857: One Thing Subdues Another

Not scared at all, hehe o(*￣︶￣*)o

As the saying goes, one thing keeps another in check: Candy is afraid of the big boss, the big boss is afraid Candy will go tattletale to their uncle, and what about the upright, iron‑spined Zhou Xing? He’s afraid of his wife.

Is being afraid of your wife a problem? Nope, that’s clearly called cherishing your wife.

Just when Candy was about to brag hard in front of her little bro, Zero suddenly coughed twice, lowered his head and muttered, "It’s five o’clock, big bro is almost at the kindergarten gate."

Hearing that, the boast that was already on Candy’s lips was forcibly swallowed back down.

"Ahem, well, I’m gonna head out first, I’ll come hang out with you when I’ve got time."

"Okay, big sis boss, school’s starting soon, summer homework comes first."

Summer homework—Candy’s eyes lit up. What a perfect excuse.

"Let’s go, Zero."

After Candy and Zero left, Wang Haoran curiously picked up the drawing Zero had made, looked left, looked right, and still couldn’t tell what it was supposed to be. It looked more like a baby’s random scribbles.

Just then, the toddler class teacher walked over and took the drawing away.

It was just a meaningless doodle anyway; Wang Haoran didn’t think it was of any use, so he casually handed it to the teacher.

Until that winter when he was eighteen, when Wang Haoran saw this very drawing being hailed by a crowd as the first painting ever made by an intelligent lifeform, and that it had sold for tens of millions, he was eaten up with regret.

Wrong billion!

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Outside the kindergarten, Mo Jingchun watched Candy bouncing and hopping her way out, raised his eyebrows, and couldn’t help glancing once toward the classroom.

In his impression, Candy hadn’t come to kindergarten for a long time.

For her to show up now, there was only one possibility.

Mo Jingchun couldn’t hold back a chuckle as he asked, "That little bro of yours is back? He didn’t refuse to recognize you as his big sis boss, did he?"

"How could he not! I used to be the kindergarten’s number‑one boss!"

"Oh? From what I know, the current boss of Candy Kindergarten is that little bro of yours, Wang Haoran."

"Well of course, if he wasn’t excellent, how could he become my little bro? Just anyone who wants to be my little bro, I’m not even willing."

Mo Jingchun smiled and didn’t poke through Candy’s brag.

After you went to primary school, how come I haven’t seen you flipping the sky, and yet day by day, you’ve mastered Zhou Yaling’s bragging skills.

"Let’s go, call your sis off work and head home for dinner."

When they passed outside the No. 1 Lab building, Mo Jingchun and Candy both glanced at that pink tent, and then... that was it. The siblings tacitly turned away and walked off without looking back.

The person who had been receiving goods just now was about to say hi, but in the blink of an eye, when he looked again, all he could see was Mo Jingchun and the others’ backs.

The hand he’d half‑raised could only be awkwardly withdrawn.

"Bro, Zero says if you wear that thick, heavy suit you can go into space, is that for real?"

"Fake. Just having a spacesuit and you can go into space? With our current level of tech, don’t even think about it."

"Oh, then can we in the future?"

"Maybe. Who knows. You can write that question in your diary and slowly research and explore it when you grow up."

In an instant, Candy stopped in her tracks, eyes wide, staring at her brother in disbelief.

"Bro, how do you know I have a diary?"

"Bro, you peeked, didn’t you."

"Who peeked."

Seeing her brother’s footsteps not slowing at all, Candy stomped her foot in anger, but had no choice except to run and catch up.

"Bro, reading someone else’s diary is wrong."

"If your teacher can read it, why can’t I? It’s just little red flowers, I can stamp one for you too—how about a golden one?"

"Okay!" Candy nodded without hesitation. A golden flower, huh—she’d never had one before.

Anyway, the diary was all just to fool the teacher. As Zero put it, "What serious person actually keeps a diary!"

"Meow~"

As soon as they got back to the office, Bun, newly freed, came trotting over and rubbed against their legs. Life was getting impossible—never enough food every day, even cat food getting cut back; this was basically a "no cats allowed to live" pace.

Candy looked down at Bun’s round, bulging belly and yelped, "Bun, did you sneak food! Or did you shamelessly run downstairs to the front desk to mooch snacks off those big sisters again!"

"Meooow~"

"Playing pitiful won’t work, that round belly of yours can’t fool anyone."

Mo Jingchun glanced at Bun’s belly and, not gonna lie, it really was nice and round—clearly an extra meal in there. He hadn’t been sure at first, but when he saw Zero snickering behind Candy’s back, Mo Jingchun was certain Bun had gone who‑knows‑where for a second dinner.

The office building was huge and there were tons of employees who liked cats. As long as they saw someone eating snacks and Bun ran over and meowed once, who would refuse to share a bite?

"Hmph~"

Under Bun’s bewildered gaze, Candy squatted down and scooped Bun right up, then hefted the weight in her hands.

"Well well, all that dieting for nothing. Tomorrow we’re doubling your exercise."

"Meooow~" Bun stuck out his tongue and tilted his head, looking exactly like he had back when he almost got "snipped."

Pitiful, weak and helpless.

But Candy just curled her lip and said, "Still putting on an act? I’m telling you, this move doesn’t work anymore."

"Last time you lied to me with those fake tears, I still haven’t settled that score with you."

Bun tried to run, but Candy, who’d long been prepared, already had a death grip on him.

"Yo, what’s going on here?" Zhou Yaling came in, bag over her shoulder, dressed in sportswear.

Hearing her sister’s voice, Candy let go of Bun without even thinking. These few days she absolutely could not provoke her sister; she’d wait till her sister’s relatives went home, then it wouldn’t be too late to scam her.

Seeing Candy’s reaction, Zhou Yaling felt a bit baffled, just like when she’d come in that morning.

"Didn’t we say we’d head out after work? Bro, why are you still drinking?"

"What’s the rush? You want a cup?"

"Hehe, you really get me, bro."

Zhou Yaling immediately dropped her ladylike act and, taking quick little steps, plopped down by the coffee table.

Watching her bro brew tea, Zhou Yaling couldn’t help asking, "Bro, I heard them say the company made big money again recently."

"Nonsense, just small change, and it was a one‑off deal."

"Why? Is there something wrong with our spacesuits?"

Mo Jingchun choked for a moment. Candy Technology products, of course they’re top‑tier, okay.

"You’ve got it wrong. Our spacesuits are too advanced. After those purchasing companies or research institutes realized they couldn’t crack the tech and materials inside in the short term, they weren’t going to keep playing the sucker."

"Oooh~"

"They also said the lab’s developing a spaceplane."

Catching sight of Zhou Yaling’s gossipy eyes, Mo Jingchun’s lips curled slightly; with a half‑smile he said, "Take a guess."

"I’m guessing it’s true, otherwise why design spacesuits at all."

Mo Jingchun calmly took a sip of tea. "The netizens also say we’re developing an ultra‑advanced Spaceship, why don’t you bring that up."

On hearing that, Zhou Yaling studied her bro’s expression carefully, stroked her chin and nodded. "Kinda hard not to agree with the netizens on this one."