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nHis tone of voice showed that he was certain that Ye Sang started it first.

nYe Sang’s dark cat eyes started to tear up. She looked up with her delicate face and for once, she stubbornly explained word by word,

n“Sangsang didn’t.”

nYe Sang stretched her arms out and wanted to hug her daddy, but she took them back when she saw his expressionless face. She felt wronged as she explained for herself,

n“I’m not a bad child…”

nShe knew what was good and bad, and she understood that adult’s thoughts were much more complicated.

nYe Sang didn’t want to be disliked.

nShe didn’t want to be disliked by her father either.

nShen Chuchen lightly let go of the fatty and felt unhappy with Huo Yao’s ice-cold voice.

n“Oi, dude.”

n“Can you stop talking to her as if you are talking to your subordinates? Isn’t she only five? Even I never doubted her and you are her father, what’s wrong with you?”

nShen Chuchen valued freedom the most and he didn’t need an excuse to defend someone.

nThat’s just what his personality is like: temperamental.

nHuo Yao glanced at Ye Sang.

nThis brat only spent a night with Shen Chuchen and she made him surrender to her.

nThat’s quite clever of her.

nShen Chuchen squatted down and waved at Ye Sang with a small smile, “Come baby, come to daddy.”

nThe little thing teared up. She looked at Huo Yao’s cold face then ran into Shen Chuchen’s arms, crying as she continued to explain,

n“S-Sangsang isn’t a bad child.”

nThe man replied in a low voice, “I know.”

nNo one knew how clean and good she was more than him.

n“Wu…”

nYe Sang rubbed her face against him and she was almost out of breath from crying like a small puppy.

nShen Chuchen silently rubbed her little head.

nIt was the first time she was getting treated so wrongly like this by someone close to her and she couldn’t help but cry.

nHowever, she probably didn’t understand how doubtful Huo Yao was as a person, and he was too difficult to approach.

nIt was inevitable he was doubtful, but… he probably forgot something.

nHe forgot that the most difficult things for children to accept were wrongful accusations and suspicions.

n…

nHuo Yao stood on the side coldly and thought the scene in front of him was too harsh to his eyes.

nSpecial Assistant Zhao panicked behind him.

nHe finally understood something.

nHis boss didn’t know how to be a father at all, let alone a good one.

nBut Shen Chuchen was different.

nShen Chuchen started from the bottom of society. Whether it was calculating other people, or how to act around others, no one knew how to do it better than him.

nAnd he…

nReally adored their young miss.

nIf their young miss was really his daughter, then his boss had zero chance of winning.

nSpecial Assistant Zhao was worried, but his boss just won’t get it.

n“Brat,” the man waved at her with a cold voice and spat out two words rigidly, “Come here.”

nHis hard voice didn’t sound friendly at all.

nThe little thing shook her head and although her clear eyes looked like she wanted him to understand, she also looked like she was wronged.

nNo matter how hard Huo Yao’s heart was, it turned soft at this moment.

nShen Chuchen looked at him with a fake smile, “Why would she? Go and get scolded by you?”

nHe sneered coldly and pinched the little thing’s round face, pointing it out, “If you don’t adore her, I do. If it really doesn’t work, leave her with me for a few days.”

nThe man didn’t think it was cheesy and called the little thing ‘baby’. His eyes were smiling and compared to Huo Yao, they looked more like father and daughter.

nHuo Yao watched his daughter crying in Shen Chuchen’s arms with a stern face, and it pierced his eyes.

nFrustration and fury rose up in him for no reason.

nHuo Yao forced it down and softened his voice a little, speaking to her again in a low voice, “Come here. I won’t hit you this time.”

n“Can you tell daddy why you fought with them?”

nYe Sang sniffed and hid behind Shen Chuchen, refusing to go.

nMs. Xu felt awkward too.

n“It’s a children’s fight…”

n“You don’t have to sound like you are interrogating her.” She secretly mumbled; why is he acting like that as her father?

nEven Su Ruirui and Ye Niannian’s parents defended their children as soon as they arrive, not blame them.

nMr. Zhao and Mrs. Zhao were at a loss for words in horror after they saw Huo Yao.

nWhen…

nWhen did this man have a daughter?

nDidn’t they say that there aren’t even any female flies next to Huo Yao? Where did this daughter suddenly pop out?

nMr. Zhao’s thin body trembled, recalling the man’s threat from a while ago and felt chills shoot up from his feet.

nMs. Xu sighed, “Children can’t explain properly why they fought, why don’t I go and check the surveillance camera?”

nKindergartens always had surveillance cameras installed, especially in a noble school like this.

nIt was easy for children to bump themselves and in order to avoid problems, their cameras were extremely clear and of high quality.

nNaturally, there’s no need to worry about how clear the videos were.

nZhao Yuan’s expressions changed.

nWho started it first?

nOf course it was him.

nHowever… the fatty pondered. Ye Sang was the first one to hit him and it should have nothing to do with him, plus the teachers won’t actually punish him for it… he slowly calmed down.

nNo one else had any objections but only Huo Yao remained silent for a while. He looked at the little thing’s red eyes and finally replied, “Okay.”

nThe camera was extremely clear. The headmaster had spent a lot of money on it and they could even hear their voices.

nThe little thing saw something like this for the first time and poked her head out from behind Shen Chuchen curiously.

nChildren were forgetful and she was already back to her heartless mode.

nShen Chuchen shook his head and started to worry like an old father.

nHe thought that she would be the type to count money for the person who kidnapped her after she grows up.

nAll the parents surrounded it.

nOn the monitor, the little girl was sitting obediently in her chair, and Zhao Yuan suddenly said something:

n“Your mom gave birth to you but she won’t raise you! Bleh bleh bleh, wild child.”

nAt that moment, everyone’s expressions changed in the room.

nShen Chuchen narrowed his eyes and fixed his gaze on Zhao Yuan, smiling regretfully.

nHe regretted it. Why didn’t he kick this ugly f***’s head on the ground like a soccer ball?

nAnd there was no need to mention how dark Huo Yao’s expression was.

nThe man’s handsome face was icy, alarming coldness was shooting out from his eyes.

nAlthough he didn’t know who the little girl’s mother was either, it was his thing to bicker with her.

nBut some random brat called his daughter a wild child?

nThere’s no way he could tolerate it.

nFurthermore…

nThe scene he couldn’t tolerate even more came.

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