Chapter 18-19 (1/2)

In the morning, Yuan Gun Gun woke up in a daze. The next moment she was shipped into the Rolls-Royce.

'Gun Gun, be good and if anything happens, you need to tell mummy,' Feng Du Du said.

'Yes, mummy,' Yuan Gun Gun said.

Yuan Gun Gun stuck her head out of the window and she kissed Feng Du Du's cheek.

'Gun Gun... my little girl...' Feng Du Du said in between sobs.

Yuan Ting Liu held Feng Du Du's waist to stop her from jumping into the car with Yuan Gun Gun.

'Gun Gun, remember to listen to daddy's advice,' Yuan Ting Liu said. 'Learn to take care of yourself and others. Don't cause trouble.'

'Yes daddy,' Yuan Gun Gun said. 'Daddy, don't forget...'

'Baby panda and baby fox,' Yuan Ting Liu said.

Yuan Ting Liu rubbed Yuan Gun Gun's head.

'White fur baby fox,' Yuan Gun Gun reminded.

'I promise,' Yuan Ting Liu said.

'Dad, mum go back inside,' Na Liu Ting Du said. 'I'll take Gun Gun there and I'll come back.'

'Um,' Yuan Ting Liu said.

Yuan Ting Liu sadly pulled Feng Du Du inside their home.

Na Liu Ting Du sat in the car and closed the door.

'Uncle Zheng, you can drive now,' Na Liu Ting Du said.

Mr Zheng drove and hummed the phantom of the opera tune.

Yuan Gun Gun knelt on the car seat like a little puppy. She stuck her head out of the window until she couldn't see Yuan Ting Liu and Feng Du Du.

'Gun Gun, do you remember everything I told you last night?' Na Liu Ting Du asked.

'Yes big brother Du,' Yuan Gun Gun said.

'Good,' Na Liu Ting Du said.

The last thing Yuan Gun Gun remembered was she slept on Na Liu Ting Du's lap in the car.

'Gun Gun wake up,' Na Liu Ting Du said. He patted Yuan Gun Gun's biteable pink cheek. 'We're here.'

'We're here already?' Yuan Gun Gun asked in a drowsy voice.

Na Liu Ting Du helped Yuan Gun Gun out of the car.

'Stand straight,' Na Liu Ting Du said.

Yuan Gun Gun looked at the Hao Mansion. It looked like a painting of a mansion in a forest.

Na Liu Ting Du rolled Yuan Gun Gun's suitcases to the front door where a crowd was waiting for Yuan Gun Gun.

The caretaker Mrs Chen was a forty-year-old woman.

'Hello Miss Yuan,' Mrs Chen greeted.

'Aunty you can call me Gun Gun,' Yuan Gun Gun said.

'I'm the caretaker,' Mrs Chen said. 'Miss Yuan, you can call me Mrs Chen. Come with me inside.'

'Gun Gun, I have to go,' Na Liu Ting Du said. He passed the suitcases to Yuan Gun Gun. 'Be good. If anything happens call me.'

'Bye big brother Du, I'll miss you,' Yuan Gun Gun said.

Yuan Gun Gun didn't care about the crowd, she kissed Na Liu Ting Du's cheek.