Chapter 67

No one expected that this wait would last from day into night, until the director's team notified the guests to rest on their own.

Not only that, the large equipment that was originally set up at the program team's base was also all put away.

Only then did the other few "daddy guests" realize something was wrong. In the end, the director still went door to door to find a few of the daddies.

No one knew what the director had said to them, nor did anyone know that very night, those few families had already packed up their things.

The previous relaxed atmosphere was completely gone, and the entire program team entered a state of alertness.

As for Ji Ruochu, who was the first to be carried back to the Ji's cabin, she didn't leave her old father's sight at all, and even for a simple pee her father who stood guard at the door would ask her a couple of questions from time to time.

Although Ji Ruochu felt this was silly, she didn't protest. After all, she was the one who deliberately leaked this information to him, and you could even say she was the first person to detect something wrong with the Gold Village.

It was only because the Ji family was so powerful, otherwise if she wanted to get to the bottom of this through the Ji family's connections, it would be her last chance.

"Don't worry Ruoruo, dad has already sent people to find your sister Tingting," said Ji Mochen when he saw the little one staring blankly out the window holding her milk bottle.

"Okay," Ji Ruochu came back to her senses and nodded, then sucked on the honey water in the milk bottle, and then...stared blankly at the milk bottle again.

In fact, at her age, she didn't need a milk bottle anymore. She had held on to this milk bottle for four years and it had become a habit to drink water and milk with it.

When she turned two, her parents had tried to wean her off the pacifier, but later discovered that although she didn't fuss for the pacifier, the amount of times she drank water during the day decreased, and she would only take a couple sips from the cup before not touching it again.

There was no other way. After confirming that the child was only used to having a milk bottle in her hand, and that her sleep quality, tooth growth, bite alignment, and language expression abilities were all normal, they just let her be.

It was just having to change the nipples frequently, it wasn't like the family didn't have the means for it.

And so Ji Ruochu's milk bottle accompanied her from her toddling steps all the way until now, and could be said to go wherever she went.

The benefit was that they didn't have to worry about her daily water intake, which fully met the requirements.

The downside was...the image of the little milk baby became more and more ingrained.

It didn't seem like a big deal before, but in the future...it looked like it needed to be changed. Now that she would always be Ji Ruochu in the future, and didn't need to worry about suddenly leaving one day, it was naturally time for her to grow up.

And the first step in growing up -

"Dad, here~"

The little one ran over to her old dad in a few quick steps and held out her milk bottle to him.

"Hmm?" Ji Mochen was surprised. "What's wrong? Not sweet enough?"

"No," Ji Ruochu shook her head. "I won't use the milk bottle anymore in the future."

"Why?" Ji Mochen was a little curious.

The little one thought for a bit. "Because my brothers and sisters don't use one."

"They're older than Ruoruo, they're big kids. Our Ruoruo is still small, she can use it."

After he finished speaking, Ji Mochen seemed to think of something else, and hurriedly asked, "Did other kids say something about you?"

When he said this, the old dad's mind had already started filtering through the most suspicious people - the village kids basically didn't dare get close to her, and Tingting was even less likely to say anything.

The other children were also very well-behaved, except for—

The man's eyes narrowed slightly, his expression somewhat dangerous.

"No one did," Ji Ruochu, unaware that her old dad's thoughts had already wandered eighty thousand miles away, shook her head. She then held up five fingers and continued,

"Ruoruo will be five next year and start school. She'll be a big kid then, and can't use the milk bottle anymore."

"Who says so?" Ji Mochen said matter-of-factly, "As long as our Ruoruo likes it, not to mention five years old, even when she's fifty she can use it."

Upon hearing this, Ji Ruochu's mind instantly conjured up an image of herself with a wrinkled face still sucking on a pacifier.

Ew!

Goosebumps instantly broke out all over. No matter what, she was now unwilling to continue using the milk bottle. With great determination, she pushed the milk bottle her dad handed back to her away: "Change it!"

Ji Mochen was helpless, but could only indulge his daughter. However...

"We didn't bring another cup. Let's wait until we get back, then dad will change it for you. Can you bear with it and use this for one more day?"

The little one tilted her head and looked at him for a while, then nodded reluctantly after making sure he wasn't just placating her.

"Okay then~"

And so the milk bottle returned to the little one's hands. Only then did Ji Mochen relax with a sigh of relief. But agreeing to continue using it was one thing, how to use it was another matter entirely.

The next second, the dad who had just relaxed watched with wide eyes as his dear daughter miraculously twisted it twice, then ripped the nipple right off the milk bottle.

She then opened her little mouth, lifted her chin, tilted the bottom of the bottle up, and started going "chug chug chug" directly from the mouth of the bottle.

After finishing, she even ceremoniously went "ah~" once, then boldly wiped her mouth: "Delicious!"

Ji Mochen: ...

What was going on here?

Why was he seeing the shadow of a hero of the jianghu from his daughter?

The old dad shook his head to shake out this dangerous thought.

It must have been his imagination. How could his soft, cute, well-behaved, and sensible daughter have the air of a reckless fellow?

Imagination...just his imagination...

While the Ji father and daughter were enjoying peaceful family time, a small truck quietly left the Gold Village unnoticed.

Inside the truck were two skinny men.

Xiao Li in the passenger seat vigilantly surveyed their surroundings. The pitch dark night also could not conceal the ferocity in his eyes.

"Xiao Li, don't worry, this truck has been transporting goods back and forth recently, it won't raise suspicions," Brother Yun, the driver, said with a smile to reassure him.

"Brother Yun, still best to be more careful. That TV show crew still hasn't left," Xiao Li insisted.

"So what? They're filming their show, we're driving our truck, no relations between us."

"Have you forgotten? Those celebrity guests are all big names that everyone knows. Last time even a private plane came. It's better to be more careful."

"Speaking of that show just gets me angry." Brother Yun's expression was very ugly. "If it weren't for them coming to film that bullshit show, would we have had to drag things out until now?"

After speaking, he was still somewhat unwilling: "You said why has big brother been getting more and more timid? Whether developers come or not, what does it have to do with our business?

In my opinion, it'll be better when there are more people coming and going in the future. With your dad here, it'll be even more convenient for us to..."

"You're right about that, but I'm sure my big brother has his own information channels. We'll just do as he says. Anyway, when have his decisions ever been wrong before?"

"That's true too."

...

While the two chatted intermittently, the truck got further and further away from the Gold Village.