Chapter 33: CH 17.2

The Villainess is Three and a Half Years Old Chapter 17.2

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Ye Qinghe hurriedly lifted Ye Ya up, feeling embarrassed, “She’s a bit over three years old.” After answering the question, he continued, “Mister, we are about to be late for school, could you let us go?”

“Go?” The traffic police laughed, “With the bike?”

Ye Qinghe didn’t speak.

He then turned to Shen Zhou and asked in a harsh tone, “How old are you?”

Shen Zhou was expressionless, “Sixteen.”

Ye Ya lay on Ye Qinghe’s shoulder, shook her head, and sold Shen Zhou out without giving it a second thought, “Brother Shen Zhou is twelve.”

Shen Zhou stopped his breathing, and couldn’t help but squeezed her little cheeks as a punishment.

Ye Ya earnestly lectured, “Brother cannot tell lies.”

The police laughed without mercy, “According to law, one has to be over sixteen to ride an electric bike, let alone overloading passengers. Answer me: why do you ride the bike?”

This question was obviously a weird one.

Shen Zhou was a bit confused, “Because I have a bike?”

Police, “…”

Cameraman, “pft.”

The police changed his wording a bit, “What I meant was, why are you taking passengers on your bike?”

Shen Zhou was even more confused, “Because I have a bike to take passengers.”

The cameraman on the back was laughing so hard his camera was shaking.

“Stop laughing!” The officer glared at the camera and waved at the three of them, “I’ll be taking your bike, you three will follow me to the station.”

Ye Qinghe refused, “Mister policeman, we have to go to school.”

“You can go to school later. Get in the car for now.” The police opened the car door. He was determined.

Shen Zhou and Ye Qinghe looked at each other, both of them helplessly sighed, looked away, and got in the car.

After arriving at the station, the traffic police gave them a strict lecture. They didn’t try to talk back, just sitting in front of him and listening to his lecture. Meanwhile Ye Ya was in the care of a young policewoman with snacks and toys, and an orange domestic short to play with. Life couldn’t be better for her.

After a while of lecturing, the traffic policeman took out his phone and was ready to dial, “Tell me your parents’ numbers.”

The two’s facial expressions immediately changed.

“Hurry up.”

Shen Zhou tightly held his hands into fists, his voice saddening and soft, “I don’t have parents. My parents died a long time ago.”

The traffic police’s wrists shook. He raised his head and looked over.

Ye Ya turned away from her toys to look at Shen Zhou, and saw a black sparrow resting on his shoulder, its wings covering his eyes. This protector spirit felt the host’s sadness, and protected and comforted him in its own ways.

She blinked, put down her toy, and rushed into Shen Zhou’s lap.

“Mister, are you going to take brother Shen Zhou away?” She looked at the police, worriedness filled her eyes.

He feared that he might scare her, “I won’t take away your brother, you don’t have to worry about it.”

Ye Ya bit her lips, tears circling in her eyes, “Mister, if you need to take someone, then take me. Brother Shen Zhou still has to take care of his little brother, so you can’t take him.” After saying that, she buried herself in Shen Zhou’s hug.

Shen Zhou was feeling sad about his parents, but felt a warmth in his heart after hearing what Ye Ya said. He gave her a big hug and gently stroked her hair.

The traffic police frustratedly pulled his hair and looked at Ye Qinghe, “What about you? Can you tell your mother to pick you up?”

“That… might be difficult.”

Police, “?”

Ye Qinghe scratched his face, “My mother died a long time ago as well.”

Police, “…” What is this real-life tragedy?!

“What about your father?” This time, he asked very carefully.

Ye Qinghe took a deep breath.

He didn’t want Father to come at all, but if he were not to come, the police would never let them leave.

“I’ll call by myself.” Ye Qinghe unwillingly took out his phone in his bag and called Ye Linchuan through his personal phone number.

The phone rang for some time, then Ye Linchuan’s deep and cool voice appeared on the phone.

“Where did you run off to?” The man questioned his son first thing after picking up.

Ye Qinghe gloomily murmured, “I was taken by a traffic police.”

“…?”

“……??”