Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales
Then she slowly realized a problem.....
She would die no matter whom she invited.
Ye Sang pouted and looked up curiously as she modestly sought advice, âThen how can we avoid our daddies giving us a complete childhood?â
Obviously, all children were geniuses here.
Su Ruirui leaned over and whispered, âI screwed up a test a while ago, guess how I avoided getting beaten up?â
Ye Sang shook her head earnestly.
Su Ruirui said, âIf you donât do well, dad advances, I retreat. Try to avoid bickering with middle-aged men who lost their sanity.â
The little thing widened her mouth a little and asked in a tiny voice at the thought of Huo Yao getting furiously, âA-And if daddy gets angry?â
Ye Niannian pondered for a while, âDad advances, I retreat. Dad angry, I kneel.â
Is that even something to dwell on?!
He tried this every single time after he finished an exam and it never failed.
Shen Yao: â...â
It was her first time learning how genius these children were.
*
School finished and all the little turnip heads lined up in a row obediently.
Because Ye Sang was short and stood at the back, she was hard to notice.
She lowered her head and pondered about calling parents.
Time passed second by second.
Parents picked the other little turnip heads and only Ye Sang was left.
She looked rather pitiful.
Mu Chen watched coldly from afar without the plan of approaching her.
The principal was with him and when he saw it, he glanced at Mu Chen and asked, âArenât you going to check on your daughter?â
âWhat a poor girl.â
The principal tried to convince him earnestly, âItâs normal for children to be naughty, you canât throw her out of school because of something small, could you?â
âThis is your daughter after all.â
Mu Chenâs lips twitched at his words.
Thanks for the invitation.
But he doesnât have a big daughter like this.
...
However, all the teachers started giving him weird glances after what the principal said. They all looked at him as if he was a jerk who threw his daughter to the side.
The manâs temples throbbed furiously and felt like he ate s***.
He couldnât tolerate their glances anymore and thought that Shen Chuchen wonât come at a time like this.
His face was cold and a voice sounding like shattered jade sounded impatient and half-hearted, âBrat, you dad didnât come today. Wanna go with me?â
Ye Sang clenched the little bag and shook her head anxiously, âNot with you.â
Sheâs not going home with cheap daddy.
Mu Chen sneered. âNot with me?â
He lazily glanced at her, âWho else do you think will come at a time like this?â
The little thing took a step back while clenching her bag tightly and sounded stubborn, âNot with you anyways.â
Mu Chen laughed angrily.
Fine.
What a stubborn kid.
Mu Chen wouldnât bother to ask if those teachers didnât all glare at him.
âHow will you go home with me? Hmm?â The man gradually became impatient.
Ye Sang shook her head, âSangsang doesnât want to go home with you.â
She was waiting for her daddy.
â...â The little thingâs upfront rejection made Mu Chen feel frustrated for no reason.
Did she hate him that much?
Sheâd rather spend the night at kindergarten than going home with him?
âFine.â Mu Chen smiled and his attitude was as cold as one could be, âSince you donât want to go home with me, then you can suffer here.â
Normal children would go with their parents if their parents had this kind of attitude.
But Ye Sang wasnât a normal child.
She was a stubborn child with a bottom line.
The little thing hugged her bag tightly and dimples appeared from pursing her lips together. She stood there without looking like she was going to follow him at all.
Mu Chen: â...â
He inhaled deeply and met with Ye Sangâs dark eyes. He pressed down his temper and grinded his teeth: âCan you go home with me? Please?â
F***.
Mu Chen never felt so lowly before.
The little thing glanced at the sky under the manâs murderous eyes and slowly threw herself into his arms, speaking milkily, âB-But you canât curse at me.â
Mu Chen was on the verge of going on a rampage and the sudden, soft touch in his arms made him freeze.
The man laughed through a snort when he heard her words.
âYou have so many problems.â
How troublesome.
*
Mu Chen went to the kindergarten empty-handed but came back with a little ball.
This made everyone astonished.
âDamn, why did our sir kidnapped other peopleâs children home again?â
Housekeeper Mu shrugged against everyoneâs strange glances.
He didnât know and didnât dare to ask his boss what he was doing, why would they all stare at him like this?
...
After chasing her to the study, Mu Chen didnât bother with her and flipped through a book alone in boredom.
Seeing that the little thing didnât make any noises, he looked up and ordered indifferently, âGo to bed, donât get on my bad side.â
Ye Sang pouted slightly and sat next to Mu Chen while swaying her legs.
She took a milk candy out of her little bag and peeled it attentively, slowly shoving it into her mouth.
Mu Chen shot a side glance at her and coldly said, âYou arenât allowed to eat that.â
He just couldnât understand why children liked sweets so much.
âIf you eat it, Iâll throw you outside.â
Ye Sang: â...â What a dog.
Mu Chen shifted his glance to her bursting little bag and flipped through it when the little thing wasnât noticing, and he ended up with a bunch of sweets in his palm.
The man frowned and felt his teeth hurt.
Then, the man pulled a fake smile at Ye Sangâs confused expression, âIâll take care of these for you, Iâll give them back another day.â
Ye Sang heard these familiar words and widened her eyes, âUncle...â
She whispered, âI suggest you be kind.â
Mu Chen sneered lightly and continued to flip through the book in his hands.
Ye Sang saw that he confiscated her sweets and ignored her, she furiously yelled at him, âMu Chen!â
Mu Chen raised an eyebrow in amusement.
She was so angry that she stopped calling her uncle?
âI have a bottom line!â
She dragged her milky voice on and spoke earnestly, âIf you step over my limitâââ
Mu Chen looked at her, looking like he was going to smile.
âIf you step over my bottom line...â The little thing straightened her back slightly. The strand of hair on her head drooped down and she whispered unconfidently:
â... Then Iâll walk around it.â