Divorced and Determined: The CEO’s Ex-Wife Fights for Love

Lu Xiyao licked her ice cream stick clean, then excitedly put on her 'Little Boss Lady' name tag.

"Daddy, look! Does it look good?"

Lu Qin glanced quickly in the rearview mirror, smiled, and played along.

"Looks amazing."

"Hehe~!"

Lu Xiyao rummaged through the box of uniforms, finding that she had two sets of her own. She loved them and couldn't wait to wear them at the food stall—only then would she truly be a Little Boss Lady!

At the bottom of the box, she found another name tag.

【Boss Lady】

Her big round eyes spun, and the clever little girl immediately thought of her wealthy mommy. This must be hers. So, she sneakily tucked the name tag into her pocket, then glanced up at Lu Qin with a mischievous look.

Seeing that her dad was focused on driving, she relaxed. Her brilliant little mind hatched a genius plan—With this 'Boss Lady' name tag, I should be able to trade it for five ice creams with my rich mommy, right?

Thinking about this, Lu Xiyao giggled to herself.

"Yao Yao, what are you laughing about?"

Lu Qin glanced at her.

"Nothing, Daddy. I'm just happy."

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As the car entered the neighborhood, the streets were lively with kids and adults. Lu Qin slowed down and rolled down the window.

Many neighbors were familiar faces—Grandpa Ge, Chen Dahai, Wang Guifen, Grandma Liu… Even Ma Dejun was out with his grandson today. It would be rude to just drive past without acknowledging them. So, Lu Qin lowered his speed and greeted them with a smile.

Lu Xiyao poked her little head out, greeting everyone in her sweet, babyish voice. Seeing her, the neighbors' faces lit up with joy.

"Yao Yao, you're back from kindergarten!"

"Here, have an apple! It's a real Aksu apple—super crisp and sweet!"

"Thank you, Granny Li! One is enough! Thank you~!"

"Yao Yao, wanna come out to play later? My little Tiger will take you for a ride in his Mercedes-Benz electric car!"

As she spoke, a chubby little boy drove up in a brand-new 'Mercedes' electric toy car, making a loud puttering noise. He even honked his horn—but instead of a normal beep-beep, it played a cute cartoon melody, just like those kiddie rides at supermarket entrances.

A crowd of kids followed behind, eyeing the car with envy. Little Tiger sat proudly in the driver's seat, looking very smug.

He patted the passenger seat and said in his childish voice, "Yao Yao, wanna go for a ride with me later?"

Other kids eagerly tried to negotiate a turn.

"Little Tiger, let me sit for a bit, please?"

"I'll trade you crystal slime for a ride!"

"I'll give you my jumping candy if you let me drive!"

Little Tiger shook his head at each offer. Then, he turned back to Lu Xiyao.

"Yao Yao, I'll only let you ride!"

Lu Qin narrowed his eyes, watching Little Tiger silently.

"I don't want to ride. I'm going to help Daddy wash vegetables and work at the food stall tonight to make money."

Lu Xiyao lifted her tiny chin confidently.

"I don't play with toys anymore. Those are for little kids."

Little Tiger froze.

"But… aren't you a little kid?"

"Nope! I'm a Little Boss Lady!"

She proudly flashed her name tag.

【Little Boss Lady】

Grandpa Ge chuckled.

"Oh wow! Yao Yao, you're moving up in the world! Now you've got an official name tag!"

"Amazing! Yao Yao, you're the youngest boss lady I've ever seen!"

While amused, the neighbors also felt a deep sense of amazement. This contrast was staggering. Lu Qin's daughter was incredibly mature!

She was only in kindergarten, yet she was already helping with chores and working at a food stall—a true Little Boss Lady!

Meanwhile, their own kids? Still playing with mud.

Wang Guifen smiled and asked, "Yao Yao, how much money did you make from yesterday's food stall? Enough to buy an ice cream?"

Lu Xiyao tilted her head, did some mental math, and then proudly announced:

"Yesterday, I sold 421 cups of mung bean paste, 357 boxes of ice crystal cakes, and sooo many crystal shrimp dumplings—I lost count! Plus, pickled vegetables, chicken tofu soup, and Mapo tofu… In total, we made 29,000+ yuan!"

She beamed with pride.

She didn't fully grasp how much 29,000 yuan was, but she knew it was A LOT.

Grandpa Ge: "…How much?"

Wang Guifen's voice shook.

"Twenty… nine thousand!"

Grandma Liu gasped in disbelief.

"Yao Yao, are you sure? Maybe you got the numbers wrong? Maybe it was just 290 yuan?"

Lu Xiyao shook her head, pulled out her tablet, and activated the voice assistant.

"Xiao Yi, Xiao Yi! How much did Little Boss Lady make yesterday?"

The AI assistant responded immediately.

"Hello, Little Boss Lady. Yesterday, you made a total of 29,726.50 yuan."

She held up the tablet for everyone to see.

"See? We really made that much!"

The little one was very skilled with her tablet, even though she didn't fully understand money—but she knew how to use tools!

(This was something Lu Qin had taught her.

"Use your tools wisely!")

Even the AI assistant's greeting, "Little Boss Lady," was customized—and she loved it.

The neighbors were utterly stunned. For a moment, their hearts pounded violently—they couldn't process it.

Damn.

The Little Boss Lady made more money in one night than their monthly pensions combined!

At first, they thought the gap between children was shocking. Now, it felt like the adults weren't even on Yao Yao's level.

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Sure, Lu Qin did all the cooking, and business was booming. But Yao Yao was only a little kid, yet she was already exposed to business and real work—far beyond her peers. Their own kids still couldn't even figure out kiddie rides, and yet Lu Qin's daughter was making tuition money.

Forget earning ice cream money—she could buy enough ice cream to last three years. The neighbors, who were previously smiling, suddenly looked stiff. Childhood was supposed to be about playing, having fun, and being carefree.

But seeing Yao Yao so happy, successful, and still enjoying herself…

How were they supposed to argue with that?

…Wait.

Could they take back that apple?

They suddenly felt like their own grandkids needed it more!

The kids nearby tilted their heads, looking at their parents' strange expressions.

Did they do something wrong?

Lu Qin saw their faces and smirked.

Damn, I really raised a top-tier smurf account.

She's already outshining everyone in the newbie village. Then, he looked down at Little Tiger and grinned.

"Little Tiger, wanna race with Uncle?"

Little Tiger: "???"

Lu Qin smiled mischievously, then slammed the gas pedal.

The car roared forward, leaving behind a gust of wind—almost flipping the Mercedes toy car over!