The staff member chuckled and said, "Little one, this isn't for sale."

The child didn't look very old, but she gave off an impression of being exceptionally bright, which seemed almost inconceivable. To open a membership, you had to input the baby's information into the system, and the staff member knew this little treasure was only nine months old! Her own nephew, at nine months, could barely walk while holding onto a wall and couldn't speak clearly, let alone express himself.

Little Bao reached into Lin Feng's wallet and pulled out a black card.

With a SLAP, she placed it on the counter and announced assertively, "I want to buy that little car."

Lin Feng was stunned by his daughter's series of actions. Are nine-month-olds really like this?

It wasn't just Lin Feng; the staff and the other parents nearby were also astonished. Such a tiny person already knew how to use a card to buy things and could articulate her desires so logically.

Just then, the manager came over. "What's going on?"

After the staff member explained, the manager gazed at Little Bao in astonishment, then at the black card, and finally at Lin Feng standing beside them.

"This…" The manager was bewildered. It was her first time encountering such a situation. "I remember we might have another one in the stockroom. Go check, and if you find it, bring it over."

A short while later, a staff member brought out a new one.

Little Bao said, "Daddy, I want to buy it!"

Lin Feng had no objections. "Alright. How much is it?"

The staff member was speechless. Well, parents these days have money and dote on their children. Whatever they want, they get, I guess.

Little Bao joyfully took her new toy car to go play.

The boy who had been fighting with Little Bao over the first car was having fun, but he quickly grew tired of his old toy and came over to snatch the new one. And so, the previous scene replayed itself. This time, however, Little Bao directly pinned the boy to the ground and started hitting him.

Seriously! If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Lin Feng would never have believed his daughter's fighting prowess was so strong.

The little boy wailed his heart out. His mother rushed over, but before she could pull Little Bao away, Lin Feng swiftly scooped his daughter into his arms.

The woman hugged her son protectively, her anger directed at Lin Feng. "How do you teach your child? You just let her hit people?"

Lin Feng replied calmly, "Your son tried to snatch my daughter's toy car. This is the second time."

The woman was displeased. "The toys at this playground are for everyone. They aren't your private property. If a child wants to play, let them play. Isn't that what we pay for?"

Little Bao then smugly interjected, "This little car was bought with money-money."

The other mother misunderstood. "I know we paid for entry, but it's not like *you* bought the car itself!"

Cradling Little Bao, Lin Feng explained, "Actually, we did buy this car. The staff even wrote our name on it."

The mother was incredulous. "You're lying!"

Just then, a staff member came over and said, "That's right. This little car was purchased by this parent."

The other mother quickly retorted, "My son didn't know it was bought! How can you not take responsibility for your child hitting him?"

The staff member was left speechless by the woman's shamelessness. Like mother, like son, indeed. Children are born as blank slates; they are shaped by their parents' words and actions. A misbehaving child is one thing, but the parent enabling them from behind the scenes is far more terrifying.

Lin Feng's expression darkened. "So what if she hit him? Your son tried to snatch my daughter's toy first. Was she supposed to just let him?"

"Besides, your son couldn't win a fight against my daughter. So what?"

"Are you blaming my daughter for being too strong?"

The other mother was at a loss for words, sputtering defensively, "Regardless, it's wrong to hit people."

Lin Feng nodded. "So you're saying snatching things is okay? The first toy was public property. This car is my private property. Tell me, at what point was your son in the right?"

Overwhelmed by his imposing aura, the mother clearly faltered. She clutched her son and glared at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng's tone was even more biting. "What are you glaring at? If you scare my daughter and she starts crying, are you going to be the one to comfort her?"

The other mother fell silent.

The onlookers and staff members stepped in to mediate.

"They're just children… Why don't we all just play with our own toys, okay?" a staff member pleaded. "Little Princess, you play with your little car, and you, little one, play with your own things, alright?"

From the safety of Lin Feng's arms, Little Bao declared, "If you take my little car again, I'll still hit you!"

When Little Bao got fierce, she was truly a force to be reckoned with. The other boy was clearly terrified of her. Her single sentence was enough to make him burst into tears again.

The mother huffed, "That's it, we're leaving! What kind of people are you? This is the worst luck!" She turned to the staff member. "Refund our membership. Just charge us for a day pass for today."

"What's so great about buying one little car? If you're so tough, why don't you buy the entire playground!"

The staff member thought the incident was over, so she was surprised when the woman demanded to cancel her membership. The woman had purchased a six-month card, which cost around a thousand yuan.

The staff member said apologetically, "I'm sorry, ma'am, but we don't offer refunds on memberships."

The woman grew angry. "Why not?"

"Because those are our regulations."

"Rules are rigid, but people are flexible! Wasn't your manager just here? Get her. I'll speak with her."

A moment later, the manager returned. "What's the problem? You want to cancel your membership? Why?"

The woman snorted. "No reason. I just don't like this place."

The manager's attitude wasn't much friendlier. The staff had already explained the entire situation. The other parent wasn't in the wrong; the fault lay entirely with this woman, who seemed to enjoy stirring up trouble.

Damn it, does she think she can just get a refund whenever she feels like it? What does she take this place for?

"I apologize, ma'am, but we do not offer a membership cancellation service," the manager stated. "Besides, you're an adult. You need to take responsibility for your own decisions."

Hearing this, the woman flew into a rage. "What is that supposed to mean? I want a refund! Just process it and be done with it. Why are you making things so difficult?"

The manager explained, "The funds are all transferred directly to the owner. We have no way of refunding the money."

"Then give me the owner's phone number. I'll talk to him myself."

The manager nearly rolled her eyes into the back of her head. She desperately wanted to say, "You really think you're that important, don't you?"

The woman pressed, "Hurry up. Give me the owner's phone number."

The manager was displeased. If she actually gave out the owner's number, she could kiss her job goodbye. "I can't do that. The owner is a very busy man."

While the two were at an impasse, Lin Feng placed a call to Jiang Anmin.

"Do you happen to know the owner of this Naughty Baby Playground?"

"Yeah, I do!" Jiang Anmin replied.

When you reach a certain status in life, the people you know tend to be of the same caliber. The Naughty Baby Playground was a franchise with a location in Meicheng, and the owner was the same person. Lin Feng recalled Jiang Anmin mentioning that he knew the owner during a previous trip to Meicheng.

"What's wrong? Did something happen?" Jiang Anmin asked.

"Well, it's like this…" Lin Feng began, giving him a rough explanation of the situation.

Jiang Anmin pursed his lips. "Alright. I'll call him right now."

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