Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales
When Ye Sang was dreaming in her sleep, she dreamt of her daddy number two who was all alone in this lifetime, eventually dying in front of a gun.
The little girl stood on the side and there was nothing she could do.
She watched as the bullet was shot into the manâs chest.
In her dream, Shen Chuchen was alone until death.
The little thing woke up from the nightmare and the strand of hair stood up on her head. She glanced around blankly,
âDaddy, daddy....â
Ye Sangâs pale face was still full of helplessness.
Shen Chuchen paused in the middle putting a tie on, and he blankly stared for a second when he met her teary eyes.
âWhatâs wrong?â His lips curved upwards and leaned in with a smile, âHad a nightmare?â
Shen Chuchen wanted to tease her but she hugged him tightly.
The little thing leaned against his chest and she was warm and heavy like a little sun.
âDaddy daddy...â The little thing hugged his neck and mumbled, âRich and powerful, democratic, civilized, harmonious...â
Shen Chuchen: â...â
He half smiled and didnât ask her what dream she had.
âIâll take you back to the Huo family first.â
The man hugged the little girl and picked out a deadly Barbie pink little dress from the clothes the housekeeper picked, putting it on Ye Sang.
The little thing was adorable and there was a little pocket on her stomach on the little dress. The bag hung from her waist and she sat on the bed, swaying her short legs cutely.
She tilted her head to the side and started humming nursery rhymes, âStars cry in the sky, roses wither on the ground. Fireflies fly, fireflies fly, who are you missing...1â
Her soft and milky voice made it sound exceptionally healing.
Shen Chuchen looked down and held her hand as his eyes smiled, âLetâs go.â
As expected, having a daughter is certainly different.
He can walk like the wind in the future.
...
Because it was Monday, Special Assistant Liu sent those little turnip heads back to their school.
The spacious home suddenly quieted down and Shen Chuchen raised an eyebrow careless, asking the driver, âIs Huo Yao at home or at work?â
Knowing his personality, he would probably be cursing at work.
As for what Huo Yao was cursing at, it would be nothing other than scolding him for kidnapping his daughter.
If he didnât return the little thing, Huo Yao would probably break into his house and fight him.
Shen Chuchen supported his head with his hand and kissed the little bun, laughing in a low voice. âYour dadâs going to be busy today.â
The Shen familyâs underground power included the Dark Pavillion, and their network spread throughout the entire Country H, even overseas.
He would know what happened at the Huo family better than anyone else.
As Huo Yaoâs business partner, he couldâve helped him to show off their plastic brotherly relationship.
But he didnât think like that now.
If Huo Yao needed to leave for business, wouldnât he get the chance to have little girl to stay at the Shen family as Huo Yaoâs âgood brotherâ?
Shen Chuchen secretly calculated as he hugged the little ball on the way. He listened to her humming and his heart was as soft as it could be.
*
In front of the Huo Corporation.
A man with enchanting eyes got out of a Bentley, his eyes were emitting a bewitching feeling like electric. His dark red lips curved upwards as he lazily stood on the side and seemed to resemble the word evil itself.
He was dressed in a black coat, looking like a villain behind the scenes in a novel.
Before the staff there could gush about Shen Chuchenâs looks, some with sharp eyes noticed a little pink ball in his arms.
âHoly s***.â Someone cursed uncontrollably.
âBringing a child inside? Is he mad?â
On the other side, female staff felt bitter and hateful, âIs he new? Damn it, why is he married at such a young age?â
âThat pink little bun looks so soft...â
Someone mumbled.
The little thing was humming while resting her head on Shen Chuchenâs shoulders. When she heard someone complimenting her, she immediately tilted her head to the side happily and blinked her dark eyes. She stretched out a white little hand and gestured a gun towards the female staff, mimicking the sound of shooting and she crisply said âbangâ.
â...â
âAhhh sheâs too cute. Iâm dead.â A woman on the side shrieked while covering her heart.
âAhâwei1, come and die!â
âIâm going to steal her! Baby, what kind of sack do you like? Iâll take you home.â
Who wouldnât like a cute little thing like this?
Screams were everywhere and it was nowhere as quiet as usual.
When their director-general wasnât there, the staff completely freed their nature.
Shen Chuchen saw that she was entertaining herself and only smiled.
The man narrowed his eyes coldly and immediately made all the eager staff freeze in their spots.
Shen Chuchen smiled coldly and strode towards the lift with his long legs.
Fighting over his child?
Stop dreaming.
*
The lift arrived at the topmost floor.
Obviously, it wasnât Shen Chuchenâs first time here. He didnât need anyone to lead the way and found the director-generalâs office easily.
The man put her down and rubbed the little thingâs head, gesturing for her to knock on the door.
He was worried that Huo Yao would smack his face with shoes if he opened the door.
But the little thing nagged and refused to go in. She put her hands behind her back and shook her head, âNo.â
âHuo Yao will hit me...â
She was too familiar with her villain daddy and he would probably chase her with a pair of slippers as soon as she stepped inside her home.
Doesnât a five-year-old baby need face?
She didnât want to be hit on the butt.
Shen Chuchen saw the way she addressed Huo Yao and grinned immorally.
The man looked down lazily, âHurry up and go in.â
âOr your dadâs going to explode.â
Ye Sang stalled as she stared at the tips of her toes, âB-But what if he hits my butt?â
Housekeeper Shenâs words were still carved deeply inside her head and she really didnât want to be beaten up!
Shen Chuchen fell silent for a while. He recalled how much of a dog that man usually was and he mumbled to himself, âNo way...â
Although he was cold-hearted and merciless, he probably wouldnât do something as immoral as beat up a child.
The manâs frown soothed slightly as he comforted the little girl with a smile, âHe wonât. Itâs impossible that Huo Yao will hit your butt.â
He promised.
The little thing hesitated and walked to the door, eventually deciding to believe him.
âDaddy...â It was indeed her fault for sneaking out with uncle Shen, so Ye Sang knocked whilst looking exceptionally obedient, âI was wrong.â
âCan you open the door and let Sangsang in?â The little thingâs chubby face was pressed against the glass window and pouted while looking at Huo Yao inside.
Huo Yao, who was stomping with fury and wanted to kill, abruptly turned around and saw the little thingâs anxious eyes through the glass window.
He breathed deeply, suddenly feeling his hands getting itchy.