The Female Fox Spirit Gets Spoiled by the Big Shot

Chapter 129

"Zhi Yao, Zhi Yao..." he stammered, ignoring Pei Chiyao standing beside Zhi Yao. "Good evening, no, good afternoon." He hurriedly ran over, took out his phone, and tried to transfer money to her. "Zhi Yao, let me transfer you some money. Go buy a Family Bucket, a large one! Buy a hundred buckets! I'll book the whole place!"

"Too late," said Pei Chiyao, crossing his arms as he stood beside Zhi Yao like her guardian angel. "Why didn't you use your brain when you were trying to trick Zhi Yao?"

Xie Tingyan was on the verge of tears. "Brother Yao, I really didn't know it was Zhi Yao playing with your phone. I thought you were just joking with me."

He looked Pei Chiyao up and down, then quickly said, "So what do you want, Brother Yao?"

"Don't try to sweet-talk me, it's disgusting."

Xie Tingyan: "..."

So Zhi Yao acting cute is adorable, but when he does it, it's disgusting, huh?

Pei Chiyao pulled Zhi Yao onto the sofa. "Go buy two hundred Family Buckets."

Xie Tingyan's eyes lit up. "That's it?"

"You'll eat all of them today."

The light faded from his eyes.

Xie Tingyan turned to leave and resign himself to buying the buckets, but Pei Chiyao called him back. "Wait a minute."

Could there be... a chance?!

"Buy two hundred and one buckets. The extra one is for Zhi Yao."

Dammit!

"I also want that ice cream and egg tart!" Zhi Yao quickly added.

"Got it, got it..." Xie Tingyan felt utterly drained.

Why did he have to be so meddlesome? Why did he have to provoke Pei Chiyao?!

He wished he could go back in time and give his former self a couple of slaps!

But alas, it was too late.

When Xie Tingyan had someone deliver two hundred Family Buckets in a van, Zhi Yao's eyes lit up!

She had never seen so many Family Buckets in her life.

Xie Tingyan was almost dog-tired.

He had nearly bought out all the Family Buckets in the entire city!!!

"Ancestors, Brother Yao, spare me, I really didn't know Zhi Yao was playing with your phone..."

Xie Tingyan was out of breath from exhaustion.

"Eat up, since you love cracking jokes so much. Today you can have your fill." Pei Chiyao picked up a bucket, glanced at it with utter disdain.

Just more junk food.

Why did Zhi Yao like eating this stuff so much?

Zhi Yao's eyes sparkled as Pei Chiyao held the bucket - no, it was her beloved!

"Pei Chiyao, I want to eat..." The little girl almost pressed herself against him.

She tugged at his sleeve, her already shining golden eyes growing even brighter.

"You want to eat it that badly?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.

Zhi Yao nodded. "Uh-huh! You just promised me!"

"But... what if I take it back now?" he teased her on purpose.

Xie Tingyan looked at the hundred Family Buckets, wanting to cry.

He wanted to tell Zhi Yao she could come eat his share until she was stuffed.

But he didn't dare! Even in his blindness, he knew this was banter between a couple.

Hoping to stay on Pei Chiyao's good side to survive, Xie Tingyan tactfully left with those Family Buckets.

As he ate, tears silently streamed down his face.

Dammit! For the rest of his life, he would never set foot in KFC again!

Zhi Yao didn't notice Xie Tingyan leaving. After Pei Chiyao said those words, the little girl's expression immediately soured.

"You're lying to me again! You promised me before!" Zhi Yao stood up. "If you won't give it to me, fine! I'm going to find Xie Tingyan right now. At least he has a hundred buckets! He's not as stingy as you!"

She had just stood up to leave when a powerful hand grabbed her and pulled her back.

"Zhi Yao..." Pei Chiyao sighed. "This stuff is unhealthy. You can't eat too much of it. Just this once, though."

Just this once?

Zhi Yao blinked. If Pei Chiyao said just this once, that meant she could have it again next time.

Zhi Yao was delighted!

She reached for the bucket in Pei Chiyao's hand, but before she could touch it, he pulled her into a tight embrace. "Zhi Yao, between me and Xie Tingyan, who's more generous?"

Zhi Yao rolled her eyes. This man was petty to the extreme.

"You are," she lied.

Zhi Yao instinctively covered her nose.

This action instantly made Pei Chiyao realize something.

His expression darkened with anger as he leaned down and bit Zhi Yao's earlobe. She yelped in pain. "Ow! Pei Chiyao, you bad dog!"

"Yeah, I'm bad. I'm bad, that's why I dress you and feed you every day."

The ungrateful little thing.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Zhi Yao quickly apologized, as she still hadn't gotten her longed-for KFC.

"Go ahead and take it."

Pei Chiyao was too exasperated with Zhi Yao to argue with her anymore.

The little girl opened the Family Bucket, practically drooling from the aroma.

The moment she bit into the fist-sized chicken drumstick, Zhi Yao's fluffy tail popped out in delight.

Upon closer inspection, the fur on her large tail was even standing on end.

"So good..." Zhi Yao wolfed down the drumstick in two bites, looking like she hadn't eaten in centuries.

Pei Chiyao hooked her fluffy tail with his hand, savoring the soft fur brushing his palm.

He narrowed his eyes, thinking that next time... he would definitely make Zhi Yao keep her ears and tail out.

For a while, no one spoke in the room, except for the "munch munch" sounds of Zhi Yao eating.

Pei Chiyao rested his chin on one hand, watching Zhi Yao with her mouth smeared in oil.

He took a tissue and beckoned her over. "Come here."

The little girl had eaten her fill and obediently leaned her face towards him.

"Just like a child," he said, wiping the oil from her face.

Zhi Yao buried her face in Pei Chiyao's chest, nuzzling against him. "Pei Chiyao, you don't seem like my mother now. You seem like my father."

How enviable would Pei Chiyao's future daughter be, to have such a caring father and be so blessed.

"I wish you were my father," Zhi Yao mumbled.

Recalling how Ling Jue had grabbed her by the throat, she still felt a twinge of fear and could not forgive him.

For some reason, she always felt that the gentle White Wolf and Ling Jue were two different people.

Before she could start sulking, Pei Chiyao tapped Zhi Yao's head.

"Silly little vixen, when will you ever grow up?"

Sometimes he felt as if he had raised a daughter, a terribly dainty one who needed to be fed, carried, and even have her mouth wiped for her.

Yet he delighted in it.

If one day he and Zhi Yao truly had a daughter, Pei Chiyao probably wouldn't fuss over her every little thing.

Because... his patience was reserved for Zhi Yao alone.

Zhi Yao glared at Pei Chiyao discontentedly and counted on her fingers, "Speaking of age, Pei Chiyao, I could be your ancestor!"

She was many, many years older than Pei Chiyao!

Pei Chiyao pinched Zhi Yao's nose, "Aren't you my ancestor already?"

Although a little one.