Chapter Fifty-Six: The Younger Sister's Dislike

“Fubao, what a wonderful name,” Lady Gao said, her energy restored as she smiled and gently patted the little girl’s head. How adorable!

“Madam, the doctor has arrived!” Lady Gao’s maid, Xiaocui, hurriedly dragged the elderly physician in, the poor old man’s back nearly giving out under her grip. For someone so young, she certainly had a lot of strength! Yet, seeing Lady Gao looking so rosy and radiant, Xiaocui’s worry caught in her throat. Her mistress had been in such pain before—how could she now appear perfectly fine?

The old doctor cast a suspicious glance over. With such a healthy complexion, was she trying to make a fool of him? Under Xiaocui’s watchful gaze, the physician thoroughly examined Lady Gao and confirmed that both her health and the baby’s development were excellent.

The mistress and her maid both breathed a sigh of relief. When asked about the discomfort, the old doctor suggested it might have been caused by medication, such as musk or other substances harmful to the fetus.

But everything Lady Gao used was carefully inspected. The quantity and quality of her daily items were all regulated. How could she still be affected? It was a puzzling conundrum.

Fubao stared thoughtfully at Lady Gao’s belly for a while before saying, “Pretty Auntie, you smell bad! The little sister inside says she doesn’t like it.”

“What nonsense are you spouting, child? Didn’t your mother teach you to be polite?” Xiaocui snapped, her temper flaring without hesitation.

“Big sister, my mother says children must always be honest and never tell lies,” Fubao replied, lifting her little face. Clearly, this big sister was not being honest!

Xiaocui was at a loss—how was she not being honest?

Fubao pursed her lips and added, “Big sister, you’re so young, yet why are you so impatient? Sigh!” She mimicked her father’s tone when he spoke about Gu Xiaoxiao, even copying the resigned sigh at the end!

Lady Gao found this little girl utterly delightful.

Xiaocui couldn’t help but marvel at the child’s clever tongue.

The old doctor wondered where such a young girl learned to speak like that.

Lady Gao then gently inquired about the reason behind Fubao’s words, certain the child must know something. Fubao replied, “Auntie, the smell on you is really unpleasant, with a stink like the one in our house whenever Grandma kills fish! The little sister inside doesn’t like it; she says it makes her feel very uncomfortable.” Fubao pointed at Lady Gao’s belly.

The little sister inside even frowned—she must really dislike the smell.

(Author: Honestly, she doesn’t even have eyebrows yet. Where did you see her frown?)

“Auntie, your rouge doesn’t smell nice at all. The rouge from our shop smells much better!” Fubao began promoting her family’s cosmetics. Her mother would surely be proud—Fubao was doing business now!

The little ginseng spirit, having absorbed the sickly energy from Lady Gao, lay nearby rubbing its belly. Why do people here use medicine so carelessly? Using musk while pregnant!

Though others might not understand, Lady Gao did. This little girl had detected the scent of her rouge. She’d loved rouge since childhood and had tried many kinds, but she was always careful, never using them recklessly. All her cosmetics were strictly selected. Yet this child said her rouge didn’t smell good and even had a fishy stench—there was something wrong with her rouge!

Lady Gao’s eyes grew cold at the thought. Clearly, there was a traitor in the household.

“Madam,” Xiaocui called softly, noticing the subtle change in her mistress’s expression.

“We’ll discuss it at home.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

Meanwhile, the old doctor hadn’t heard a word of Fubao’s remarks. He was distracted by a fat rabbit hopping nearby. What a plump creature! How many carrots must it eat? It wouldn’t even fit in a single pot!

Little White Rabbit: Is my only purpose to end up in a stew?

Lady Gao intended to escort Fubao home, but the little girl slipped away as soon as she turned her head, leaving her both amused and exasperated. But remembering who was hiding at home, Lady Gao quickly suppressed her smile. She knew exactly who it was—the only person with access to her cosmetics. Ha! Just wait until she returned—she’d make them pay dearly.

As for the chaos in the Gao household, Fubao was blissfully unaware. At that moment, she was out on the street, hugging her rabbit.

A chubby little girl holding a chubby rabbit!

To the eyes of a “wolf,” wasn’t that just a double helping of fresh meat?