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n“Boss…ahem.” Special Assistant Zhao cleared his throat and asked, “A-Are you here for an inspection?”

nAs the biggest school for nobles in the capital, half the students here were heirs of the wealthy families in the circle.

nWith his boss’ demented personality, is he…bombing the school after losing his daughter?

nSpecial Assistant Zhao inhaled deeply and jumped at his silly assumption.

nHuo Yao closed his eyes to rest and replied calmly and leisurely, “Mhm. Inspection.”

nAnd grab her on the way.

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nThe Shen family.

nThe little girl rubbed her cheeks after finishing breakfast. She looked up with clear eyes, looking much more awake than before.

n“Uncle,” Ye Sang stood on her tippy toes and grabbed a corner of the man’s black coat, shaking her head, “You can’t fight there.”

nHe’s going to a meeting with the teachers, not take some people there to bomb the school.

nHer uncle sat there with one leg over the other arrogantly, looking like he was saying: “I’m the freaking best in the world”, and Ye Sang doubted his motive.

nHe would probably get arrested for looking like a terrorist before he even gets to her school.

nShen Chuchen leaned back in the chair and paused in the middle of a yawn. He glanced at the little thing and sneered: “little thing worrying a bit too much, aren’t you?”

nYe Sang slowly climbed onto him and hugged his neck tightly with her lotus root-like arms.

nThe man had a cold fragrance on him. He smiled a little and quickly hugged the soft little bun, raising his tone lazily, “What’s up?”

n“Don’t kill anyone, please…” Ye Sang’s fringe parted to the side and revealed her pretty little face as she poked him, “I’ll buy tanghulu 1for you in the future…”

nThe little thing pouted and her eyes were clean.

nHer heart was as clear as a mirror.

nAlthough Daddy Huo Yao did many bad things, he rarely kills anyone.

nShen Chuchen was different.

nHe had been fighting against the grim reaper since he was born and no one who opposed him survived.

nShen Chuchen pulled his lips and pointed at himself in disbelief, “You?”

n“Buying me tanghulu?”

nHah?

nHe, a big character who kills without blinking, is getting treated to a tanghulu by a little girl?

n“You are kidding me.” Shen Chuchen poked her forehead and sneered, “It’s impossible that I don’t stir up trouble, it’s impossible in this lifetime.”

nIf a villain doesn’t stir up problems, then how is he still a villain?

nThis little thing surely thought too nicely of it.

nYe Sang shook her head in certainty, “Then you haven’t seen the diverse aspects of the society yet.”

n“…” Shen Chuchen couldn’t hold the smile. He leaned in slightly and looked at her, forcing a fake smile, “Who are you talking about?”

nYe Sang shrank her neck back and squeezed a word out firmly, “You.”

nShen Chuchen narrowed his eyes, “Me? And why’s that?”

nAfter all, everyone flees at his sight when he’s out there and now a little brat’s saying that he hasn’t been through much.

nHow could he tolerate that?

nYe Sang fixed her gaze on him and her eyes smiled:

n“Then have you had tanghulu before?”

nShen Chuchen sneered coldly in disdain.

n“Why the hell would I eat something so childish.”

nHe had all sorts of delicacies and he would never bother with tanghulu.

nThe little thing smiled sweet and threw her soft body over, asking softly, “Then wait for Sangsang to come on the weekend, I’ll take you out for food!”

nThe man froze at the milky smell that filled his arms. He caught the little soft ball and her sweet words sounded next to his ears. Shen Chuchen’s eyes softened slightly but his mouth was stubborn, “Weekend?”

n“Tomorrow?”

nThe little thing nodded and tilted her face sideways, “Sangsang will take you out to play.”

nShe thought that Shen Chuchen would be reluctant but he agreed rather decisively this time. The man smiled and replied with amusement, “Okay.”

nIt was his first time he was getting invited and not an occasion he had to avoid.

nThis new experience made Shen Chuchen feel somewhat excited.

nThe driver sat in the front and twitched his lips.

nAh, two children, one dares to make a suggestion and one dares to listen.

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nAfter Shen Chuchen got off the car, he put a hand in his pocket like he was a father as he strode towards the teacher’s office.

nYe Sang stomped in grief.

nWhat a dog uncle!!

nHer grievance made Special Assistant Zhao’s heart hurt as he sat in the Rolls-Royce.

nHe muttered, “What’s wrong with Head Shen? Fine, he brought our young miss to school, but can’t he see that our child has short legs? Can’t he carry her?”

n“Boss…” After a pause, Special Assistant Zhao turned to his boss, whose face was so dark that he looked like he was about to murder someone, and plucked up the courage, “Are you really not going to check on them?”

n...What if he actually kidnaps your daughter?

nAs the proverb goes, a villain’s hunting dog is also a villain.

nSpecial Assistant Zhao had worked with Huo Yao for too long and his heart was exceptionally cold and stiff, he had already forgotten what it felt like to feel bad for someone.

nHe mumbled to himself, “But really, my heart feels too soft when young miss left the director-general’s office.”

n“Head Shen spent an entire night with our young miss, what if they actually develop feelings?”

nHuo Yao couldn’t sit still now that Special Assistant Zhao had said it.

n“Ah…” Special Assistant Zhao sighed again, “Boss, your personality isn’t as nice as Head Shen in the first place. At least he smiles when he sees people, but what about you?”

n“You always have a cold face and children would probably cry because they are scared.”

nThe more he spoke, the colder Huo Yao’s face became.

nIn the end, he couldn’t tolerate it anymore, “I think they need more people in Africa.”

n“You graduated from a famous school after all and you’ve worked at the Huo family for so long, surely you need someone else to do something as easy as mining?”

nHuo Yao pulled a fake smile, “I think you’ll fit the job perfectly.”

n“….” Special Assistant Zhao felt unwell from all these.

nIt was the first time Huo Yao said this much to him.

nYet he didn’t like a single freaking word of it!!

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nThe man finally made the chatterbox shut up. He calmed down and looked in Ye Sang’s direction.

nHe still looked indifferent without any intentions of getting out to pick the little thing up.

nHuo Yao pursed his thin lips together and his thoughts wandered.

nIf Shen Chuchen’s not going to pick this little idiot up for a while, he’ll just have to do the difficult job.

nHowever…

nAs soon as he thought of this, he stared as Shen Chuchen made a turn and walked back.

nHuo Yao almost had a breakdown.

n“…”

nHe stared at Shen Chuchen coldly.

nYou were gone, why the f*** did you come back?

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