it was a bright, clear day, perfect for descending the mountain.
Four-year-old A-Sui, with a huge backpack almost as big as herself, slowly stepped over the high threshold.
In front of the mountain gate, the four masters stood in a row, their gazes filled with either affection, coldness, or reluctance.
A-Sui straightened her small body and stood in front of her masters.
Eldest Master had a stern expression.
"After you go down the mountain, don't argue with people. If someone speaks rudely to you, just fight back."
"Big brother, I told you not to teach children like that."
Second Master interrupted him with a helpless expression, then bent down to instruct A-Sui,
"Little A-Sui, children can't just go around picking fights. If you really want to fight, wait for the other person to start, then it's self-defense."
A-Sui seemed to understand a little, but still nodded seriously.
Third Master was a somewhat plump, chubby uncle. He was currently stuffing a bag of food into A-Sui's already packed backpack, all the while instructing,
"A-Sui, you must remember to eat on time when you go down the mountain. Also, remember to accumulate more merit in your daily life. If you run out of money, go find my younger brother. He's loaded, and you can spend his money however you like."
Fourth Master was always taciturn. This time he was equally concise,
"If you can't handle it, call me."
A-Sui nodded her little head, carefully taking note of everything. Only when she heard about accumulating merit did she wrinkle her little nose, seemingly a bit repulsed.
But she quickly stretched out her small, chubby hands and waved to her four masters, her little milky voice full of solemnity,
"A-Sui's gone."
The four masters watched the little child descend the mountain. The huge backpack almost swallowed the small figure.
The child seemed completely oblivious to the weight on her back, her short legs pumping as she went. Only when the small figure disappeared completely down the mountain path did the four men finally retract their gazes. They looked at each other, their expressions filled with nothing but disdain and coldness.
"Now that A-Sui's gone, let's disband. We'll pretend we don't know each other if we meet again."
"That's what I'd like."
"I've really had enough of looking at your old faces these past four years."
As they spoke, the four men turned without hesitation in four different directions, and in the blink of an eye, they each disappeared.
Down the mountain.
Little A-Sui looked at the black car in front of her and the only driver standing by it. She blinked, tilted her head, and asked him,
"Uncle, are you here to pick up A-Sui?"
Little A-Sui was going to meet her family.
The Wan Family of Jing City had given birth to a baby girl four years ago, but the child was switched at birth due to a scheme by the Wan Family's rivals.
It wasn't until a few days ago, when they unexpectedly learned that the child they had raised for four years was not their own, that they hurriedly investigated and found A-Sui.
The driver was also shocked when he saw such a small person carrying a backpack bigger than herself walking down the mountain alone.
But the shock was quickly replaced by impatience,
"What took you so long? Are you the only one?"
Where were the adults?
Letting such a young child come down the mountain alone?
A-Sui silently grumbled to herself. Thinking of General Wan's attitude towards this child, who had been found halfway, the driver's expression became even less respectful, and his tone was cold.
"Miss Jiao-Jiao accidentally fell and injured herself. General Wan and Madam are at home looking after her and don't have time to pick you up."
The driver opened the back door of the car, gesturing to A-Sui.
"Alright, get in the car quickly."
A-Sui looked at the car, then at the "black-faced" uncle in front of her. She didn't get in immediately but instead tilted her head and asked him a question.
"Did you run into a child on the way here, Uncle?"
The driver was a bit puzzled by the question.
"I did run into a kid who wanted a ride. How did you know?"
Could she know the kid?
That wasn't too strange, considering the child and the little person in front of him looked to be about the same age.
In these backwater places, kids of similar ages were bound to be running around together.
Thinking about this, even though the child in front of him was clean and adorably pink, the driver still felt her clothes were a bit dirty.
He'd have to wash the car after dropping her off.
His car wasn't something just anyone could ride in.
Just as he was thinking this, he heard the child ask him again,
"So, did you agree to give it a ride?"
The driver was annoyed by the question, his tone clearly impatient.
"No! I'm in a hurry to pick you up, I don't have time to pick up a kid halfway. If there's nothing else, get in the car quickly. It'll be dark by the time we get back."
The driver urged him, wanting nothing more than to pick the child up and shove him into the back seat.
However, just as his hand reached out, he saw the little kid suddenly turn his head towards the empty back seat of the car. The child's delicate, pink face was serious, and his little milky voice was fierce,
"You heard it! I won't give you a ride! Get out!!"
The driver froze, not understanding what was happening. He felt a gust of cold air blowing from the back seat.
The wind, colder than the air conditioning, hit the back of his neck, instantly sending chills down his spine.
After realizing what the young miss had just said, a wave of coldness surged up from his feet. Within a second, goosebumps covered his entire body.
"Y-young m-miss... j-just now..."
The driver was no longer impatient; his voice trembled so badly he could barely speak.
A-Sui looked at the uncle who had suddenly started stuttering with a puzzled expression, but she still waved her little hand.
"It was chased away by A-Sui."
Then, she lifted her short little legs and prepared to climb into the back seat.
The driver had already realized who "it" was, and his blood ran cold, his lips trembling involuntarily.
Seeing the young miss get into the car, his heart skipped a beat as he suddenly thought of something. He hurriedly said,
"Young miss, wait a moment. There's a child safety seat in the trunk. Let me install it for you first. It's more comfortable to sit in."
His voice was now completely different, filled with eagerness and friendliness.
A-Sui tilted her head, watching the uncle driver busily working. Finally, she let him pick her up and put her in the safety seat, fastening the seatbelt.
A-Sui let her small body sink into the seat, her eyes blinking.
This strange chair is a little comfortable.
But why didn't the uncle take it out from the start??
It was probably because A-Sui had just helped her uncle chase away the little ghost that was bothering him.
Mm, she's amazing!
The car rattled along for over three hours before finally arriving in front of a villa in the city center.
After the driver brought the car to a halt, he immediately got out and eagerly helped the young miss unfasten her seatbelt. This nearly six-foot-tall man, his voice unconsciously softened,
"Young miss, we're home~ Please get out first, I'll carry your bag~"
With that, he tried to lift the backpack, which was as big as a small person, from the trunk with one hand.
He tried, but he couldn't lift it.
A-Sui immediately added her other hand, and this time she finally managed to lift it.
Feeling the weight in her hands, the driver's face was even more disbelieving.
He hadn't forgotten the scene of the four-year-old young miss carrying this bag down the mountain all by herself.
Sure enough, their young miss wasn't simple!
Thinking this, the driver's expression became more and more worshipful and respectful. He followed the young miss, carrying the bag almost step by step.
The Wan Family's nanny was already waiting at the door. Knowing that President Wan and his wife's child from outside would be coming home today, and thinking of Miss Jiao-Jiao, who had inexplicably fallen and was still in the hospital, the nanny's eyes towards A-Sui were somewhat unkind.
Although this was the Wan Family's child, Miss Jiao-Jiao was also someone she had watched grow up. The affection was different, after all.
She wouldn't let this new, wild child steal the affection that belonged to Miss Jiao-Jiao!
"Is this the young miss? Look how dirty you are. Miss Jiao-Jiao is frail, it wouldn't be good if she caught any germs. Xiao Wang, take her to the flower room to clean up and change her clothes before she comes in."
The speaking nanny was Aunt Fu. She was a relative of the Wan General Manager's mother's family, and was always bossing people around in the Wan Family. Therefore, even when facing the real young miss, A-Sui, she was not at all polite.
If it were an ordinary child, they might instinctively feel fear and unease.
But who was A-Sui?
If someone gave her attitude, she could slap their face.
Just as she was about to speak, she didn't expect someone behind her to speak faster than her—
"Are you senile, Aunt Fu?! This is the young miss's home! Why do you need to run your mouth here when the young miss is returning to her own home?!"
Xiao Wang's tone was very unfriendly. After saying this with a stern face, he lowered his head and quickly softened when facing the young miss.
"Our young miss isn't dirty at all, right?"
Little A-Sui blinked at him, then nodded seriously.
Yes, A-Sui isn't dirty.
As for the opposite side, Aunt Fu was already dumbfounded.
Aunt Fu: ???
Did Xiao Wang get possessed or something after going out?
Xiao Wang, of course, wasn't possessed.
He was just simply repaying kindness and being a pragmatist.
Seeing that this young lady was not simple, any fool knew they couldn't afford to offend her.
Seeing that he was unmoved, Aunt Fu opened her mouth to argue with him, when from the direction of the main gate, another voice suddenly cut in, a voice that was clear, gentle, and cold,
"Xiao Wang is right, Aunt Fu, when did my daughter returning home require your permission?"