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nShen Chuchen’s half-smiling voice appeared from behind them and the two children’s pitiful wailing immediately stopped.

nYe Sang pouted so much that it was enough to hang a soy sauce bottle from her lips. She looked wronged as she sniffed, sobbing without replying.

nThe way that she looked made the heartless Shen Chuchen’s heart soften for no reason.

nBut–

nRemembering that this was Huo Yao’s daughter, the softness in his heart immediately disappeared.

nWhat a joke.

nThis isn’t his daughter.

nWhy should he be soft-hearted!?

nIt doesn’t matter how obedient she was, she still belonged to that dog Huo Yao.

nYe Niannian widened his eyes a little and turned his head. He made eye contact with the sneering Duan Jinyan and he started to wail again without a second thought.

nThe little tyrant cried for no reason and his tears came out whenever he wanted it to. He cried until he sounded like he was going to choke. Even the puppy wanted to clap at how good his acting was.

nAwesome.

nGreat.

nHe learned how to frame people and even dared to play a trick on the male lead, who would worry about his potential in the future?

nFor the future villain’s way of courting disasters, we can rely on you for your contributions!

n“Yo, why are you crying?” Shen Chuchen glanced at Ye Niannian with a smile and didn’t expose his lame acting. He even matched Ye Niannian’s acting as he hugged the boy like a kind father.

nThe scene of a “filial son and kind father” left a teary-eyed Ye Sang looking flabbergasted.

n“Daddy…” She stretched out her short arms subconsciously and wanted to seek warmth from Huo Yao.

nThe man standing behind Shen Chuchen coldly with a hand in his pocket heard the soft “Daddy” and raised an eyebrow slightly.

nThe little thing’s eyes lit up and immediately dove into his arms, repeating her words like a soft dough, “Daddy, Daddy…”

nThe girl’s voice was sweet, she must be soft to cuddle with.

nShen Chuchen, who was maintaining a fake smile with Ye Niannian, turned around and saw this cozy scene.

nHe looked down at the little boy and for no reason; he suddenly felt like he didn’t like the boy anymore.

nShen Chuchen’s eyes narrowed and stared at Ye Niannian deep in thought.

nThis thing…

nIs he as soft as that little thing?

nIs he as sweet as that little thing when he calls him uncle?

nThe man pinched the fatty’s face in amusement and he couldn’t help but compare Ye Niannian with Ye Sang.

n“Brat, call me uncle.”

nYe Niannian wanted Shen Chuchen to take revenge for him and he wasn’t stingy with it.

nThe fatty mimicked Ye Sang’s tone of voice and sweetly called, “Un…cle…”

n“…” Huo Yao, who bent down to pick up Ye Sang froze.

n“…” Shen Chuchen’s smile also froze on his face.

nThe same thought popped into their minds at the same time:

nThe hell is this?

nHuo Yao coldly glanced at Shen Chuchen and sneered.

nTaunting in an imperceptible way was fatal.

nTo Shen Chuchen, his laughter sounded like he was boldly showing off.

nHumiliated and frustrated, Shen Chuchen unhappily pinched Ye Niannian’s chubby cheeks and an odd smile appeared on his devil-like face.

nShen Chuchen was the kind of person who didn’t want others to be happy when he was unhappy.

nAfter a few minutes, a smile appeared on his gloomy face as he started to make trouble, “Come here.”

n“Good Niannian, tell uncle who bullied you.”

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