Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart

Chapter 2163: Chapter 2172: What Is Morality? She Doesn’t Have It

"This..." Scott Harris hesitated, glancing secretly at Gigi nearby.

Gigi’s eyes were wide open, anxiously tiptoeing and looking over at Scott Harris, desperately wanting to shake her head but fearing her Brother would discover her.

"Uncle Harris, give it to me." Bobby urged calmly and collectedly.

Facing the pressure from Bobby, Scott Harris felt a headache coming on.

Dang, even though the Young Master is so small, he’s giving off a sense of oppression that only Lord has. Truly the child of Lord.

Only...

These candies were asked to be hidden by Miss, and he was quite reluctant to hand them over.

Scott Harris was hesitating under Bobby’s pressure when Gigi, the pig-like teammate, couldn’t hold it any longer. She ran to her Brother’s side and awkwardly denied, "Brubby, Uncle Harris doesn’t have candy... The candy isn’t in Uncle Harris’s pocket..."

The candy isn’t in Uncle Harris’s pocket...

What do you call a blatantly obvious lie?

She’s definitely admitting without being questioned!

Bobby curled his lips into a smile, and said seemingly innocently to her, "Oh, so the candy is hidden in Uncle Harris’s pocket?"

The little girl shook her head like a rattle-drum, "No, no, it’s not there..."

Bobby decided to ignore the little fool.

Straightforwardly, he addressed Scott Harris, whose mouth twitched, "Uncle Harris, in the future you’d better choose your partners wisely before cooperating, especially stay away from fools like her. She’ll make things difficult for herself and loves to complicate things for others too. With this level of intelligence, saying goodbye to lying is basically a given."

Scott Harris, "..." Poor Miss, doesn’t know yet how badly she’s going to be bullied by the Young Master in future.

Because Gigi had already sold out the location of the candy, any plans of helping cover it up were futile.

Scott Harris looked guiltily at the pitiful little girl and said, "Sorry, Miss."

As he spoke, he took out the candies that Giselle Lawrence had hidden with him and handed them to Bobby.

After Bobby searched through, the little girl watched helplessly as the hard-earned candies were confiscated one by one by her devilish Brubby, feeling as if she’d been struck by cold, she wilted.

Bobby packed away the coconut sugar, then lowered his head, glancing at the drooping little girl, calmly asking, "Do you have any other places where candy is hidden?"

"Hm!"

"Confess on your own, save yourself the trouble of me finding them."

The little dumpling-like baby puffed out her cheeks, furiously exclaimed, "Brubby is Bald Strong! Bad guy!"

"I am a bad guy, so you’d better confess honestly. Have you heard ’those who confess are treated leniently, and those who resist are treated severely’?" He said, not forgetting to bully the baby a little, "Guess you haven’t heard, can’t even read the words, little punk."

Gigi was about to explode with anger, muttering repeatedly, "Brubby is Bald Strong, Brubby bad, Brubby annoying... Brubby is bad Bald Strong! Brubby should ’plop’! I’ll tell Auntie, Brubby should ’plop’!"

This little fool still dares to bring up her good deeds!

Bobby squinted his eyes, suddenly took out a small doll made from a coconut shell he had bought earlier from his pocket, and held it in front of her, "Are you sure you want to tattletale? If you do, you won’t get this!"

Gigi is only two years old, and two-year-old girls love cute and novel toys. Her murmuring stopped abruptly. Her large black and white eyes darted around, like contemplating something, and the next second, without any pretense, she switched tone, "Brubby is the best, Gigi likes Brubby the most~"