Transmigration: Lady Chi Woos The Ice cold Professor Jun
Chapter 242: The baby CEO of destruction

Chapter 242: The baby CEO of destruction

The Nanjing vacation house was everything Chi Lian imagined it to be, it was grand and beautiful, designed like the ancient historical palaces she usually saw on television. The roof was covered with yellow glazed tiles, if this was the summer season, these tiles would probably be shining brightly. Some of these structures still existed in the empire and most of them were tourist sites.

To think that the Jun family had constructed a house like this just as a vacation home spoke volumes about their wealth. The inside of the house was even more gorgeous, the walls were intricately designed with shades of gold and red.

There were paintings on the walls which Chi Lian was sure were authentic. The porcelain on the tables appeared to be very delicate and beautiful. Mei-Mei was probably going to break those ones before the darkness set in.

Chi Lian could already the disastrous scene in her mind. Even those paintings would not survive if her daughter’s ill-mannered hands came close to them.

"Come on, I will show you where we are going to sleep." Muyang led her further inside the large house.

"You should probably tell the butler here to remove anything that is expensive before your daughter decides to take her own private tour." She reminded Muyang as he led her to where they would be sleeping.

"Oh, I did that before we arrived." Muyang replied with laughter in his eyes. "Everything you see around is an imitation of the original."

Chi Lian did not even know but around the office in Muyang’s company, Mei-Mei had acquired the name of the CEO of destruction. She had ripped apart or painted on many documents in his office and any other office that happened to be open when she passed by unsupervised. She destroyed his stapler and misplaced his signed tennis ball.

When the employees saw her coming, all paper work had to be kept out of her reach.

Muyang knew that his little princess did not mean any harm; she was just curious and restless. She needed a distraction at all times. If only she could be like little monk who liked to study and solve puzzles.

"Is that why the butler has been looking at her warily each time her hands even did so much as moved a little bit." She asked.

Muyang nodded and confirmed her words.

When they arrived, they had been welcomed by a staff of about twenty servants who were led by an old butler called Li. While the butler was all smiles for the young master, his eyes had followed Mei-Mei around a hawk.

Each time her hands moved or even shook in the house, the old butler looked like he would have a heart attack. Chi Lian had been wondering why and now she had her answer.

But if butler Li was reacting like this around the imitations, what would he do if Mei-Mei got her hands on an original item?

"Muyang how much are the imitation paintings and porcelains?"

"Around five hundred thousand to three million per piece, my great grandfather was a collector, he said as long as the imitation is close enough to the real thing, the artist who made it must have put their time, sweat, sincerity and tears into it. He collected them for situations like these and in case of theft."

Hearing Muyang’s answer confirmed her suspicions. Even the imitations were expensive and beautiful; no wonder the butler was watching Mei-Mei like that.

"So, what do you think?" Muyang pointed around the room, "Do you like it?" he asked with a proud smile on his face.

The bed was large and it was covered in roses. Someone had even put candles round to make it more romantic. It smelled amazing, like vanilla with a hint of something sweet. It looked like Muyang was planning a romantic night for both of them. On the bed were gift bags that were obviously meant for her.

Her heart fluttered excitedly. When had he last done something like this for her? She could not wait to dig into the gift bags.

He was looking at her with a wide expectant grin on his face, waiting for her to express her happiness.

"Aww, Muyang, it’s beautiful, I love it." She said with a wide and shy smile on her face. "When did you plan this?"

"I started planning the moment you said yes to a vacation." He answered.

Before she could express her happiness some more, the CEO of destruction who was in her father’s arms started wiggling her butt because she wanted to be let down.

"Daddy flower." Mei-Mei said happily.

Muyang was holding his little princess tightly. He knew that if he let her down, the first target to be hit would be the gift bags on the bed.

Mei-Mei’s behavior also reminded Chi Lian of one important thing she had read in a parenting book but forgotten.

She looked at Muyang and said, "You realize that the children are sleeping with us tonight, right?" she hated to burst his bubble but she needed him to know.

Muyang gave her a ’what are you talking about look.’ Her much unexpected announcement had just shocked him.

"Why?" he asked. He loved his children but he also wanted private time with mummy.

Chi Lian covered her eyes and shook her head. The man was either suddenly forgetful which was not possible or he did not read the travelling with a toddler book she sent him.

"Muyang, according to experts, children can be very fussy when they sleep in an unfamiliar environment. This is an unfamiliar environment; I don’t want them to wake up in fear during the night, they have to sleep with us tonight."

He wanted to find a way to get around her reasoning but they children had to come first for now.

"What about the rest of the vacation?" he asked.

If she knew that he was crossing fingers behind his back she would even laugh at him.

"It’s only for one night, tomorrow they will be exhausted from all the running around that they will not notice where they sleep."

"Yes." Muyang mumbled under his breath. He put Mei-Mei down so that she could play with the rose petals on the ground and he put the flowers away.

Little monk who was in Chi Lian’s arms looked at his father with a happy smile which he rarely did.

’What is he up to?’ Muyang’s inner voice asked.