The Villainess is Three and a Half Years Old Chapter 15.1
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Ye Linchuan gazed at Ye Ziyu, after making sure that he would not wake up, he walked straight toward the secret room.
The door is slightly opened.
He lowered his gaze and opened the flashlight on his phone, looking around the secret room once. Almost instantly, he spotted Ye Ya hiding on the bed.
The little girl naturally felt that someone had entered.
She hid herself in her blanket, trying to hold her fart. She shrunk her neck and covered her eyes.
Butââ
Why did the butt keep leaking air?
Puff.
Puff puffâ
ââ¦â So stinky.
Ye Ya sufferably held her breath. She was about to die from her own stinky fart.
Ye Linchuan closed his eyes to help him relax and opened the light. The dim, warm light on top lightened up the entire secret room.
Ye Linchuan walked over.
He flipped over the blanket.
In his gaze, the tiny gnocchi had her butt pointing toward him, her face tightly covered under the pillow. She egocentrically thought that as long as she didnât open her eyes, he would never find her, so even after the blanket was lifted, Ye Ya kept still like a piece of rock.
Ye Linchuanâs eyes twitched, his big hands lifted her up with ease.
Realizing that she was suddenly dangling in the air, Ye Ya curled up her toes in discomfort. Her eyes squinted under her fingers, trying to make out what was happening from the slits between her fingers.
The orange light danced on top of the ink-like color of the manâs hair. He appeared mature and handsome, his gaze ghostly and cold.
Ye Yaâs arms began to droop. Her pure and innocent eyes gazing at his, her clean, harmless expression depicted a clear contrast with his hard and emotionless face.
The corner of Ye Yaâs mouth raised up, âDaddy~â She covered her face, smiling sweetly. Her smile was brightening, filled with happiness and love.
This name stunned Ye Linchuan. After he saw the small mole under the corner of Ye Yaâs eye, his facial expression dropped to the coldest.
âDaddy!â Ye Ya yelled even louder.
Ye Linchuan didnât respond to her. He threw her on the bed and left as quickly as he could.
Watching the manâs back as he walked away, Ye Ya tilted her head in confusion. Then she suddenly came back to her senses and chased after him bare feet.
âDaddy, daddy!â She opened her arms, yelling while running.
Ye Linchuan left the room, his pace undisturbed.
âDaddy, why arenât you talking to me?â Ye Ya chased him upstairs. âDo you not recognize Yaya anymore?â
âGet lost!â
Suddenly, he stopped and screamed at her.
His gaze was terrifying, his expression exposing all the hate without even trying to hide it.
Ye Ya was terrified by this look. She looked up at her âDaddyâ in shock.
Father adored her a lot.
When she just sprouted, there were usually bugs that kept bothering her. Her father would help her get rid of the bugs, genlying caressing her little leaves; he would also tell her stories, many, many fun stories; when it was night time and the sun is down, Father would catch fireflies and put it aside, telling her that those were tiny suns that knew how to move.
Father was gentle. He never got angry, let alone being angry at Yaya.
Just after a short moment of disappointment, Ye Yaâs eyes brightened up again, âOh I know, did Daddy forget who Yaya is? Since Iâm no longer a sprout. Look, look, I have hands.â Ye Ya hurriedly showed him her little hands, âYaya can hug Daddy, and Daddy can lie on Yayaâs palms.â
Unbelievable.
Ye Linchuan bit his teeth, turned around, and never looked back.
The tension between the two had already awoken Ye Qinghe, who was sleeping in his room. He walked out in his pajamas, a bit shocked to see his father, âFather?â
Ye Linchuanâs gaze was cold, âSince youâre awake, come with me.â
Ye Qinghe looked at Ye Ya. He knew that he could no longer keep this a secret. Sighing, he lifted Ye Ya up and hugged her to his bedroom. After patiently exhorting her a bit longer, he finally followed Ye Linchuan to the study.
âFatherâ¦â
Before he could say much, criticism slammed him right in his face, âYe Qinghe, do you know what you are doing?â
Ye Qinghe pursed his lips, lowering his head and didnât say more.
âWhen did you bring her back? Why did you keep that from me?â
Ye Qinghe answered, almost to the verge of crying, âBecause⦠you will kick her out.â
Ye Linchuan laughed angrily, yet his voice was still cold and emotionless, âOf course Iâll kick her out.â
Ye Qinghe lifted up his head instantly, questioning him, âWhy!? If you take her away, theyâll⦠theyâll kill her!â
âOf course they will kill her,'' There was something he couldnât understand in Ye Linchuanâs eyes. He spoke with no emotion, his words sharp like a sword, âA few years ago your mother and her teacher were doing an experiment on genes. They wanted to show the world that geniuses can be created. They utilized my deceased daughter, combining her genes with genes of another creature.â
When he was saying these words, Ye Linchuan seemed like he was insane.
âWhat they created was simply a creature with similarities to your younger sister. It canât even be considered a human. Of course, you wouldnât understand my actions right now because youâre still young. Youâll know better when you grow up.â