Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales
Under the ârich childâsâ luring promise, the little thing pouted and shook her head, âNo no.â
One daddy was horrible enough to not like a decent human being.
If she had two daddies, she would be too worried that all these big villains will plan to complete her childhood.
The little thing cried. she doesnât want to get beaten up!
....
Shen Chuchen wasnât mad at being rejected. He rubbed the little thingâs hair and sneered lightly, âNevermind then.â
Itâs not like he liked this brat or anything.
Other than annoying him every day, she would only be in his way of doing things.
Ye Sangâs eyes curved into crescents and she laid on top of him; she even leaned in with her round face, âUncle.â
âAre you taking Sangsang to bed?â
Her round cat eyes were filled with mist. She tilted her head to the side slightly and her chubby little body was in Shen Chuchenâs arms.
The manâs smile froze for a second, but his movement acted faster than his thought.
He almost subconsciously hugged the little bun tightly in his arms.
After the man panicked silently, he calmed down and looked at the little thing hanging from him, a cold laugh escaped from his throat.
âLittle thing, brave, arenât you?â
She didnât only hug his thighs, but she was also hanging onto him. What if he didnât catch her in time and fell down?
Shen Chuchen felt the lingering fear and pinched her white cheeks for revenge with cold eyes.
The little thing froze for a few seconds before realizing that she got pinched.
She covered her red cheeks in disbelief and widened her eyes as she accused, âY-You are cold and heartless, and you are making a scene without a reason!â
Shen Chuchenâs face turned cold and continued to pinch her meaty cheeks, âI am cold and heartless, and I am making a scene without a good reason.â
As an unrestrained and freedom-loving villain, Shen Chuchen always had control over everything and stayed calm.
âIf you do that again, trust me Iâll teach you a lesson for your dad.â
Ye Sang pouted from his pinches. Her eyes were as clear as glass and she mumbled inaudibly, âBwut, daddy never hit me befowe...â
Shen Chuchen smiled coolly.
He doesnât care whether Huo Yao hit her before or not, but the kid needs a beating in his eyes.
âShut up and go to bed. Donât you have to go to kindergarten tomorrow?â He asked coldly.
The little thing covered her little face which was red from his pinches, she pouted and replied with one word stickily:
âYes....â
Shen Chuchen stood up and patted her head with an unpleasant face as he chased her away, âTell the housekeeper to take you up to the first room upstairs to sleep.â
âIâm busy today, donât bother me.â
The man rubbed his forehead and his face was as dark as it could be when he mentioned his business.
He lost his family when he was young and started off at the bottom of society, so he was too used to being heartless.
Shen Chuchen never thought that someone could make him feel soft-hearted over and over again, but this little thing suddenly ran into his life like an exception.
It caught him off guard, but he didnât dislike it.
Shen Chuchen sneered coldly.
After he calmed down, he licked his lips slightly and repeated to himself again and again.
This is Huo Yaoâs child.
He wonât gain anything from being soft-hearted to her.
Especially if he really had to stand against Huo Yao one day, the little thingâs existence would be like his weakness.
He canât be soft-hearted, and he wonât be soft-hearted towards Huo Yaoâs child.
*
It was two or three after midnight. The entire Shen family fell into silence and the vintage style mansionâs silence made him calm down for no reason.
Shen Chuchen walked to the living room lazily, standing on the balcony, and made calls with his subordinates carelessly. He narrowed his flower-like eyes and looked at the dense dark night outside.
It was so dark that he couldnât even see the moon or any stars.
âMaster.â A polite voice sounded from the other side of the phone, âThose from the Dark Pavillion all confessed. But because we arenât sure if what they said is true or not, I already sent people there to check for the sake of safety.â
The man listened to his subordinate report back silently and didnât comment, eventually only giving an âmhmâ as he stared into the infinite darkness.
âDark Pavillion...â He smiled, âIf any information is fake, kill them.â
Itâs useless to keep them anyway.
âYes, sir.â The person on the other side replied politely.
Shen Chuchen hung up after giving the order and curved his lips up, bored. He looked at the date on his phone and leaned against the wall lazily. There was nothing but loneliness and emptiness left in this giant mansion.
It is his motherâs death anniversary today.
Although Shen Chuchen didnât exactly remember what that woman looks like anymore.
But without a doubt, everyone yearned for warmth when they were young, especially people like him, who lacked love.
âIâm sorry...â The man looked up and smiled, âI didnât grow up to be what you expected.â
Someone like him...
Vicious and merciless, killing people, and did every bad thing that could possibly be done.
Shen Chuchen scorned himself and didnât continue, but was lost in thought as he leaned against the wall.
...
Light footsteps sounded downstairs.
The man opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the stairs without other movement or sounds.
The little thing glanced around her and eventually pulled a stool over, stepping on it, and poured herself a glass of water from the teapot.
Shen Chuchen noticed it was her and frowned slightly.
Seeing that she was planning to drink cold water, he touched his forehead and eventually spoke up, âLittle thing.â
â.... Huh?â The little thing turned around in confusion and saw Shen Chuchen standing on the side like a ghost, and she silently put the glass back to where it was before.
She pouted and whispered, âIâm thirsty...â
Shen Chuchen stared at her for a few seconds and looked away, pouring a glass of warm water for the little girl without complaint.
He passed it over and stated unkindly, âDrink and go back to bed.â
Itâs so late and sheâs still wandering around.
The little thing took the water. She didnât drink it but blinked and stared at him with round cat eyes.
Shen Chuchen looked down at her and sounded exceptionally unfriendly, âWhat? Scared Iâll poison you?â
Todayâs uncle felt like he ate some gunpowder. Ye Sang swayed the strand of hair on top of her head and sensed that he wasnât in a good mood; so much that he was as gloomy as one could be, she generously decided not to bother to bicker with him.
Sheâs a big kid now.
She wonât bicker with a stingy uncle.
Ye Sang looked up at him with her clear eyes and dragged her milky voice on, âUncle, you can hug Sangsang if you are feeling unhappy!â