Before Song Nan could reply, Su Ye had already guessed, âYou were able to recognize me so accurately. You must have relied on your love for so many years to support yourself, right?â
If not, how did he know who he was at first glance among so many people?
â...â
When the little boy heard this, he could not help but look at him with a strange expression. He paused and said hesitantly, âNo.â
He lowered his voice,â... I was able to find you so accurately because you are the ugliest one in this group.â
â...â
The conversation could not go on.
The little guy on the other side was trying to pester his father to play with her, but Shen Chuchen, who had not rested well for the whole day, did not have the energy to do so.
He raised his hand and caressed ye sangâs little curly hair. He pulled the little guy into his arms and said in a tired and low voice, âDonât play.â
âPlay with Sangsang.â
Ye sang reached out her little hand to pull his hair, but was quickly pulled back by Xiao Yan who was beside her. She subconsciously covered the little guyâs mouth and said, âLittle Ancestor.â
âCan you stop arguing?â
He had just finished speaking when he remembered who her father was. His hand froze slightly, and he immediately took a step back as if he was burning his hand. He wanted to cry, but no tears came out.
What a joke.
Her group of fathers were all ruthless people.
Who would dare to touch them.
The Little Guyâs pretty eyes moved slightly, and she grabbed Xiao Yan with a puzzled baby voice. âBrother, play with Sangsang.â
Xiao Yan said,â... be good, donât play.â
He held down the restless ye Sang, afraid that she would be anxious, so he coaxed her nicely, âAfter your father finishes dealing with this little bastard, Iâll play with you.â
Ye sang had no choice but to snuggle in his arms. She cupped her little face with her sparkling hands and looked at her father.
Song Nan moved her hand that was fixed, but he did not give up. he shouted, âSu Ye, do you know who my father is?â
Su Ye did not care who his father was. The man thought of the surveillance camera again and narrowed his eyes. âYour father is the owner of the hotel?â
After a pause, he said, âOr should I say, you hacked the surveillance camera?â
If a teenage boy could hack the surveillance footage of a hotel, then he must be extremely talented.
Song Nan kept quiet.
Su Ye flicked his head with his finger. Unlike his helplessness towards Ye sang, he did not show mercy to this little bastard. Song Nan was in so much pain that he immediately grimaced.
He looked at the room full of people and swallowed. He could not help but step back and say, âLet me tell you, killing someone is against the law.â
âYou...â
Su Ye interrupted him, âIâm a good person.â
âAt most, Iâll send you to the police station. Whatâs there to be afraid of?â
This sentence of âIâm a good personâalmost made song Nan Spit out a mouthful of blood.
He was only a teenager. How would he dare to go to the police station now? Besides, wasnât it just harassing a few professional players? Was it that serious?
Song Nan was afraid that he would really send him to the police station. She immediately hugged Su Yeâs thigh tightly and hurriedly pleaded, âDonât.â
âUncle, uncle. I was just joking with them out of boredom.â
Afraid that his words were not sincere enough, he added, âI quite like you.â
âYour Daughter is also beautiful, just like a celestial being descending to the mortal world. Please do me a favor. Donât lock me up at the police station!â
When that time came, wouldnât his father be so angry that he would chase after him and beat him up?
Su Ye could not be bothered to argue with this child. When Ye Li had brought ye sang to the club, he had never complained. Even if he had the time, he would not waste it on him.
âCan you behave yourself tonight?âHe supported his chin and looked at Song Nan.
The little boy immediately stood up and promised, âOf course I can! !â
Su Ye saw that his attitude was so sincere and waved his hand. The little guy immediately abandoned Xiao Yan and ran towards him.
Holding the daughter brand pillow in his arms, the old father was in a bad mood. He said, âAlright.â
Su Ye lazily pointed at the door. âGet out. I want to sleep.â
Song Nan rolled and crawled out as if she had been pardoned. She screamed as she ran, as if she had seen a ghost.
âAhhhhhh.â
Su Yeâs eyelids twitched. He quickly slammed the door behind him.
Finally.
The world was quiet.
He could finally get a good nightâs sleep.
..
It was unknown who was causing trouble. The news of them forming a group to ward off evil at night was spread.
Because the headlines and content were too weird, the Weibo post was filled with a group of people ridiculing and mercilessly ridiculing.
[ human bewitching behavior rewarded. ]
[ this posture, do I have to offer incense? hahahahaha, Iâm impressed. Why is Su Ye in the hotel? Didnât their HL not have any competitions recently? ]
[ Iâm dying of laughter. Theyâre engaging in feudal superstition. Whatâs the background of this child? He knocked on the door in the middle of the night and even became a trending topic. I wouldnât believe it if he said it wasnât a guess. Itâs obvious that he came prepared and specifically squatted down for them. ]
[ hahahahaha, a large-scale feudal superstition scene has been reported. ]
There were also people who made it to the bottom of ye Sangâs Weibo. Messages popped up one after another, asking if the kid was okay there?
Mu Chen was the one who was managing the Weibo. When he saw the greeting content, he felt his teeth ache.
However, since his daughterâs Weibo was opened, he couldnât just ignore it. He simply edited a message and imitated the tone of a little girl and posted it.
Mu Chen: âThank you for your concern. Itâs alright. Mwah.â
It was only after he posted it that he realized that he had logged into the wrong account.
Mu Chenâs breathing stopped for a moment. He was so quick that he wanted to delete it.
However, no matter how fast he was, he wasnât as fast as the screenshots of the netizens.
At that moment, a group of people on Weibo came to question him.
[ ? ? ? ]
[ Mwah? ]
[ brother, did something happen to you? What illness is it? Can it be treated? The Doctor said that thereâs no hope of recovery? ]
[ I hope she is fine ]
[ Iâm the only one who noticed. Is Mu Chen using Sangsangâs Weibo? So let me guess, is Sangsangâs Weibo managed by Mu Chen? Mwah? hahahahaha ]
[ Iâm dying of laughter, Mwah. Brother Mu, Mwah, I love you ]
[ brother Mu Mwah, Mwah ]
[ why didnât I realize that Mu Chen had a girlâs heart? Mwah? Iâm dying of Laughter Hahahahaha ]
Mu Chen turned his phone off. He couldnât watch any longer.
The comments under Weibo were a series of âMwahâ.
He almost couldnât recognize these three words.
Wasnât this how a little girl talked?
She would act cute and act cute for no reason.
He saw that there was nothing wrong with the people on the internet saying âMwahâ.
Although it was awkward to log onto the wrong account, fortunately, Mu Chen had good mental fortitude. Without changing his expression, he logged into ye sangâs Weibo again and reported to his fans that he was safe.
After that, he no longer cared about the ups and downs on Weibo.
When he returned home, it was already dark. Ye Si had come out earlier to wait. She leaned lazily on the side and glanced outside. After waiting for the person in the car to come out, she waved at ye sang and said gently, âSangsang.â
âCome here.â