From Sidekick to Bigshot Chapter 1461

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Previously on From Sidekick to Bigshot...
Little Ruanruan becomes distressed when she wakes up in Luo Xiuen's arms instead of her mother's, immediately calming down once reunited with Jian Yiling. Zhai Yunsheng steps in to soothe his daughter, though he finds himself feeling a touch of jealousy when the toddler shows a distinct preference for her Uncle Yunmo. Jian Yunmo arrives and quickly tends to his niece, highlighting the special bond he shares with the young child.

1461 Extra: Little Ruanruan (8)

“Uncle Momo! My flower hair clip!”

Little Ruanruan possessed an impeccable memory. Jian Yunmo had promised to craft her a stunning hair clip adorned with real flowers during their last meeting. Consequently, she brought it up the moment they laid eyes on each other.

Jian Yunmo smiled, reaching into his pocket to retrieve a delicate box containing the hair accessory he had prepared for her.

Upon opening it, a beautiful clip encrusted with tiny purple blossoms was revealed. Jian Yunmo had employed his latest innovative technology to perfectly preserve both the color and structural integrity of the petals, ensuring the item was durable and difficult to damage.

“So pretty!” Little Ruanruan squealed in delight. She leaned forward and planted a kiss on Jian Yunmo’s cheek, eager to show her appreciation and affection.

“Would you like me to put it in your hair?”

“Yes, please!”

Countless gazes filled with envy locked onto Jian Yunmo.

All of Little Ruanruan’s brothers felt a surge of jealousy.

They, too, craved her sweet kisses!

It was just a floral hair accessory anyway, right?

They were perfectly capable of sourcing flowers!

If Little Ruanruan desired them, they would gladly uproot an entire garden just to lay it at her feet.

Acting on this impulse, a handful of the boys dashed off to raid Zhai Zhongshen’s private garden.

The very garden where Zhai Zhongshen had once proposed to Long Yuetian was currently overflowing with exotic, rare roses.

Oblivious to the sentimental value, the boys only had one thought in mind: Little Ruanruan loved pretty flowers.

Even Zhai Yunfeng joined in, seemingly disregarding the immense time and effort his father had invested into that garden to win his mother’s hand.

Consequently, the group of boys proceeded to ravage the garden, dragging armfuls of diverse blooms back to Little Ruanruan.

“Ruanruan, look at these beautiful flowers I brought for you!”

“Ruanruan, I gathered all of these specifically for you!”

“Look at mine! They are the most vibrant ones!”

“And me, look at mine too!”

The brothers swarmed around her, competing to showcase their floral harvest.

Faced with an overwhelming sea of flowers, Little Ruanruan felt at a loss.

She had only wanted a small accessory for her hair. A massive, bulky flower would look clumsy and unattractive!

Yet, these were tokens of love from her brothers. Rejecting them would surely bruise their feelings.

“Uncle Momo... I can’t hold all these flowers...” she murmured, seeking refuge with Jian Yunmo.

“In that case, how about I weave you a small flower basket? That way, you can keep all of them together. Does that sound good?”

Little Ruanruan’s eyes sparkled at the suggestion.

“Yes!”

She absolutely loved flower baskets; they were always so elegant.

Jian Yunmo understood exactly how to soothe a little girl's heart. With just a few words, he had shifted her anxiety into pure excitement.

When Long Yuetian caught sight of the rose stems in their hands, her eyes went wide with shock.

“Where did you children get these flowers?”

“From Mommy’s garden! There were tons of them!” Zhai Yunfeng boasted with a proud grin.

“You picked those from my garden??” Long Yuetian stood up abruptly, her tone sharp.

“Mhmm!” Zhai Yunfeng nodded happily, completely unaware of the impending storm.

This response ignited a fury within Long Yuetian.

That garden was her most cherished prize!

Zhai Zhongshen placed a calming hand on Long Yuetian’s shoulder, murmuring, “Stay calm.”

He then strode toward Zhai Yunfeng, grabbing the boy by his collar and hoisting him into the air.

“Ahh... Daddy... What are you doing...” Zhai Yunfeng wailed.

Zhai Yunfeng was terrified of his father, especially when he assumed that fierce, stern expression.

Zhai Zhongshen carted the boy off into another room.

Moments later, the sound of pained cries echoed from behind the closed door, signaling that Zhai Yunfeng was receiving a well-deserved lesson in discipline.