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nTranslator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales

n“Not a brat…”

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nThe little girl recalled Daddy number one’s cruelty and hid her neck in her clothes unconfidently, “Sangsang has a name.”

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nShe was deadly earnest:

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n“My name is Ye Sang!”

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nHuo Yao leaned back in his chair sloppily and cast a sidelong glance at the little ball askance, smiled lightly, and suddenly had the interest in teasing her, “What’s your name?”

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nThe little thing babbled, “Ye Sang!”

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nShe dragged her cute voice, and the soft tone almost made Special Assistant Zhao’s nose bleed.

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n“Oh…” But Huo Yao, who didn’t quite have the heart of a young lady, put on a fake smile, “Your surname is Ye.”

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nAnd with a cold face, he said, “Send her to the police station, now, immediately, at once!”

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nWhen the man lifted his eyes and saw that Special Assistant Zhao was completely distracted by her cuteness, his lips twitched slightly and he immediately lost hope for this guy.

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nHuo Yao stood up with a cold face and picked up the little girl by the collar in disdain. He studied her up and down, sneered coldly, and turned to throw her outside.

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nBut he didn’t expect Ye Sang to be so stubborn.

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nSeeing that her cheap Daddy number one was really going to throw her outside, she recalled what her grandpas at the research institute told her before she left.

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nShe quickly hugged the man’s arms tightly and refused to let go.

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nHuo Yao saw that he wasn’t able to throw her and he frowned slightly. He repeated without any expression, “I’m not your daddy.”

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nHe would never have such a stupid daughter.

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nThe little ball didn’t expect her daddy to be so cold.

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nShe leaned her soft body forward and grabbed Huo Yao’s clothes tightly with her white arms which looked like the root of lotus, and started to cry.

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n“No, Sangsang doesn’t want to go.”

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n“Grandpa said…” The little thing burped between sobs and continued to complain, “Don’t behave like Huo Yao too much…”

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nHow could this cheap daddy do this?

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nHuo Yao’s face immediately turned dark.

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nWhat the hell? Don’t behave like Huo Yao too much?

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nWhich stinky old man taught her that?

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nIt wasn’t the time to look into this question right now.

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nThe man breathed deeply and calmed down. He glanced at Special Assistant Zhao coldly and lowered his tone, “What are you standing there for? Hurry up and take her away!”

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nSpecial Assistant Zhao snapped back to reality and quickly picked her up. He carried the chubby girl in his arms and couldn’t help but pinch her face lightly.

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nAs expected, it was as soft as tofu — it was as if water would come out if he pinched her.

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nSpecial Assistant Zhao hesitated for a while. He looked down into the girl’s harmless cat eyes and his heart that wanted to leave with her started to sway, “Director-general…”

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nHe summoned the courage against Huo Yao’s chilly glance and gabbed as if he wasn’t afraid to die:

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n“Perhaps this child is really your daughter?”

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nHuo Yao glanced at her and simpered, “My daughter?”

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nPerhaps because he had nothing to do and there wasn’t any urgent work that needed to be dealt with, Huo Yao suddenly had the bad taste of wanting to tease the unfamiliar little ball that came out of nowhere.

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nThe man met the little girl’s hazy cat eyes and recalled the message he deleted half an hour ago untimely.

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nHis daughter?

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nTsk.

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nPure bulls***.

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nHow could he have a daughter?

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nHuo Yao smirked coldly and held back his malicious expressions, looking towards her with subtle judgment, “How old are you?”

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nThe little ball counted with her hands seriously and waved her lotus root-like arms as her cat eyes curved with her smile, “Sangsang is five years old!”

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nHuo Yao was distracted by her clean and naive smile for a second but then sneered coldly.

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