When the little girl woke up, she was wearing a light green dress. Her pretty color was lively and full of vitality.
âDaddi, do you want to make money with Sangsang?âYe sang held her little face and asked expectantly.
Mu Chen glanced at her, then smiled and rejected her without hesitation. âNo.â
With him around, she still wanted to earn money to support her other father?
This child was dreaming.
After being rejected, Ye sang lowered her head and soon cheered up.
She walked around in circles with her short legs under the watchful eyes of many aunties.
Mu Chen followed her back and forth. His thin lips were slightly pursed, and his eyes fell on the little brat thoughtfully.
Looking at the little girl who was running around like a headless fly, the man opened his mouth and said with a faint smile, âYe Sangsang.â
He asked with a hint of a smile in his voice,â⦠do you have a bad sense of direction?â
The little girl slowly retorted. Her hair stood on end, as if she was trying to prove herself. She said in a childish voice, âSangsang is not a bad sense of direction.â
After a pause, under Mu Chenâs interested gaze, she added in a small voice,
âShe⦠She just doesnât have a good sense of direction.â
Mu Chen:ââ¦â
He felt that with this childâs sense of direction, the two of them might not be able to find their way out even if they wandered around the game city for an entire day.
The man grabbed the back of her neck and said with a smile, âI donât expect you to find it.â
Mu Chen took a deep breath and said, âLetâs go. Iâll take you to ask for directions.â
He thought that he would have to wander around for a while before he could find them. He did not expect that the two of them were quite lucky. The recruitment manager at the game city noticed the extremely handsome father and daughter at a glance. Mu Chen was not like Su Ye, who was responsible for half of the esports industry. Sometimes, he had to wear a mask when he went out.
He was rather fearless with the child. His expression was calmer than anyone elseâs. When the person in charge saw the two of them, his eyes lit up slightly.
âSangsang?â âI was just looking for you.â
âYesterday, your father, who appeared out of nowhere, took you away. Your salary hasnât been settled yet.â
He rambled on, âBut didnât both of your parents die? Who Was That Man Yesterday? He snatched the child right away. I was so scared that I almost thought he was a human trafficker.â
Mu Chen tightened his grip on the child. After hearing the words âBoth of your parents diedâ, he almost couldnât maintain the calm smile on his lips.
âBoth of your parents died?âThe man gritted his teeth and asked.
Perhaps his tone was too subtle, but the person in chargeâs eyes lit up when he saw Mu Chenâs face. âWow, who are you to Sangsang? Why are you so good-looking?â
He sighed slowly and said, âAs expected, you are the ones made by Nüwa. We were all made by Nüwa when she was making people.â
This was really no harm without comparison.
After being praised, Mu Chen did not seem to be happy at all.
He lowered his eyes and glanced at the little bun in his arms. He sneered slightly and said, âBoth parents are dead? HMM?â
Ye sang straightened her back subconsciously. She mumbled and explained, âSangsang didnât die. Sangsang didnât die.â
âSomething happened to Papa Su.â
Then..
The group of Strange Sisters and Aunties all looked at her with strange eyes.
The little guy held his soft face in a daze. He couldnât understand why they were all looking at him.
ââ¦âwhen Mu Chen heard her say âSomething happened to Papa Su,âhe couldnât help but laugh. He felt that if Su Ye heard this, the child might be beaten up again.
Something happened to his mother.
The person in charge looked at the strange way the two of them interacted. He thought about it and asked politely, âYesterday, Sangsang performed well. How about we pay her 200 yuan per day?â
After a pause, he thought about the childâs potential to attract customers. He smiled and said,
â400 yuan is not impossible.â
With this little guy around, the flow of customers inside and outside the shop would be inevitable.
At first, he thought that the parents of the other party would be more or less satisfied with this price.
After all, a five-year-old child four hundred a day was not considered a small amount.
But was Mu Chen an ordinary person?
He really did not care about this little money.
Want her daughter to perform? Dream on.
âNo.âHe stuck out a finger and poked the other partyâs soft dimples a little angrily. He said faintly, âSettle the money. I will leave with the child now.â
Mu Chen was so angry that he lowered his voice slightly and said, âYou still dare to go out and perform? Ye Sangsang, youâre really something.â
As expected, this little bastard did not go to the house and tear the roof off.
When the man leaned close to her ear and spoke, it made the little guyâs ears itchy. She covered her little ears and said in a soft voice, âSob, SOB, sob. Sangsang wants to earn money to support her father.â
Mu Chen said expressionlessly, âDonât even think about it.â
âYou donât need to support Su Ye. Just stay here obediently.â
The little girl puffed up her cheeks and her pair of black cat eyes widened slightly. âAll big children have a bottom line.â
She was so angry.
She did not believe her.
SOB, SOB, sob.
Mu Chen reached out his hand and gently flicked her stiff hair. He chuckled:
âBottom Line?â
The little guy resisted the urge to cry and nodded with a straight face. âYes.â
Mu Chen was amused by her wrinkled bun-like face. He asked, âDo all older children have a bottom line?â
Ye sang: âWuâ¦â
So, so scary.
Mu Chenâs neither light nor heavy attitude almost gave the little guy the feeling that as long as he nodded again, he would not hesitate to spank his butt.
Seeing the little kid step back, frowning and looking aggrieved, the passersby stopped in their tracks. They were simply too cute.
âThis kid is really a casual emoji pack.â
âIf it was on the show, I would definitely watch it every day. Itâs too cute.â
âHahaha, this father is also childish. Why did he scare a little baby?â
âIâm dying of laughter. Big children have a bottom line. The little babyâs biological father used his palm to tell her that the bottom line of a big child is not worth mentioning in front of being spanked.â
âDoes her biological father want to give the child a childhood lesson? Hahaha.â
The little girl took a few steps back. Her small mouth was almost flattened into a small duck. She straightened her back and said with a wronged expression, âYou, donât hit me.â âWu Wu Wu.â
Mu Chen Snickered and easily pulled her back. He flicked her little dumb hair, held back his laughter, and asked seriously, âDo you still want a bottom line?â
The little girl covered her dumb hair, her little mouth drooping to the point that it could hang a pot of oil. âNo, I donât want it.â
In the face of being beaten and a bottom line.
Ye sang hesitated for a moment.
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ââ¦âthe corners of Mu Chenâs lips curled up slightly. He patted the hair on her head and said, âYour bottom line is gone.â
When Mu Chen said this out of the blue, the little childâs soft and fair face showed a little expression that was similar to that of a dumbfounded person. Ye sangâs small mouth gradually flattened.
Her, her bottom line was gone.