Chapter 494
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Yes, yes. Not only was it loud, but it was also quite green!
Everyone was amused. Then, they all thought the same thing.
The little girl was hugging the green watermelon. Her small body was close to her father like a kitten. She had a mysterious look on her face and did not feel that anything was wrong. She also did not realize that she had been "exposed".
At this moment, the butler was also holding a watermelon. It looked bigger than the one in the little girl's hands.
He walked into the living room, as if he was going to cut some fruit for Lu Junhan and the others to relieve their boredom.
There was a servant behind him. The servant frowned slightly as if she had seen a ghost. Her face was pale as she whispered to the butler.
"Uncle Chen, I'm really not lying to you! I really took out a watermelon just now! I turned around to get a knife, and then the watermelon disappeared. This is simply too strange. Do you think we're really haunted? "
Previously, no one had noticed Ruan Zhi when she had mixed in with them. They had clearly spoken to her, but they just could not remember her name. After that, they could not find any trace of Ruan Zhi. It was as if they had really encountered a ghost. Every time they thought of this, the servant's heart trembled.
Now that they saw the watermelon disappear, they thought that the female ghost, Ruan Zhi, had returned. They were scared out of their wits.
"What nonsense are you talking about? How can there be ghosts in this world? "
The butler's face darkened and he scolded.
"But I really …"
The butler seemed to have seen something. He was silent for a while and had a headache. "The missing watermelon you're talking about, it can't be that, right?"
The servant followed his gaze and saw the green watermelon in the little girl's hands. She immediately understood that the little girl had taken it away. She was angry and amused at the same time, but at the same time, she was relieved.
As long as it was not haunted.
Just as she thought this, the little girl also saw them. She widened her big black eyes and looked at the big watermelon in the butler's hands. Then, she lowered her head and looked at the watermelon in her hands. She was stunned for a few seconds.
Upon seeing this, Lu Junhan narrowed her eyes slightly. Her usually expressionless face tensed up a little. Song Ching-wan and the others had a bad feeling about this!
In the next second, the Little Loli threw the watermelon in her hand into Lu Junhan's arms. Then, her small body hurriedly ran towards the housekeeper. Her childish voice was extremely flustered.
"Grandpa! Why did you take my father's head?! "
The butler was dumbfounded. "Boss? What head? "
The others present covered their eyes with their hands. They simply couldn't bear to watch.
"My father's head!"
As she spoke, the little girl carefully took the larger watermelon from his arms. Her expression was extremely nervous, as if she was holding a newborn child.
The butler looked at her lovely appearance and didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Little miss, this is not your father's head. This is just a watermelon."
"Don't try to lie to me." The little girl hugged the watermelon tightly and turned around. As if she was afraid that the butler would snatch it away, her small mouth pouted. "This is my father's head! Look, such a big head. Only my father has such a big head … "
Song Ching-wan and the others really didn't want to laugh, but they still couldn't hold it in. "Pfft."
Even Hughes, who always had a cold and calm expression, clenched his fist and coughed softly.
The shoulders of the butler and the servants trembled. They were overjoyed.
Lu Junhan: "…"
Lu Junhan sat on the sofa. His handsome and cold face was gloomy at this moment. His eyes narrowed slightly, and he fiercely ground his teeth.
Very good, he saw that she was really tired of living!
"Also, Grandpa, look, it can even ring!"
It was as if she was afraid that the butler wouldn't believe her and would snatch her "father's head" back again.
Her mother put the watermelon in her arms on the wide coffee table. Her small hands quickly patted it. Her childish and clear voice said anxiously,
"It's ringing, right? Only my father's head can ring so loudly. This is my father's head! "
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