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nAll the villains here aren’t acting like normal human beings, what should I do?!

nThe little thing grabbed onto Daddy Number Two’s long legs and stared anxiously at him tearily,

n“Uncle…”

nShen Chuchen’s action of picking her up paused slightly. His pretty eyes looked down to meet her clean eyes, feeling strangely upset at that “uncle”.

nWhy is that dog Huo Yao Daddy and he is uncle?

nThe man smiled coldly and repeated, “Say that again.”

n“Uncle, uncle, uncle!” The little thing held his hand and shook his arm, eventually pointing at the boy’s extremely pale face as she tried to express her thoughts with tiny sobs, “Uncle, brodda hurts.”

nYe Sang had been a crybaby ever since she was small. She would hide into an adult’s arms to seek safety even after she fell down, let alone getting whipped.

n“Tsk…” The feeling of disdain in Shen Chuchen’s heart turned into jealousy when he heard her pleading.

nHe didn’t have any parents when he was young and he climbed up to where he was now all by himself. He was vicious and merciless and as smart as a devil, no one was as good as plotting against other people as Shen Chuchen.

nWhen he first adopted Duan Jinyan, it was only because they had similar childhoods. Shen Chuchen instructed him and pushed the waves behind Duan Jinyan’s back as he was curious as to how high Duan Jinyan could reach.

n“Idiot. You sympathize with everyone, why don’t you sympathize with me?” The man smiled beautifully and pinched her soft face. His words sounded sad but his face didn’t show any excess emotions.

nThe little thing hesitated for a while and pulled his hand lightly. She slowly poked her head out and her quick-wittedness made their hearts melt.

n“But…” She thought quickly and looked up, “Uncle doesn’t need to be sympathized with.”

nThe man curved his lips upwards but subconsciously clenched the hand he put inside his pocket, “I don’t need it?”

nTsk.

nHe was like a mouse in a sewer. He fought for food with rogues on the street, and the most he had ever gotten in his life were eye rolls and pity.

n“Why?” The smile didn’t reach the bottom of his eyes as if he had asked a rhetorical question. His face was dark, as if he would twist her neck if her answer didn’t satisfy him.

nYe Sang looked at the man with uncertain emotions in confusion.

nShe never really sympathized with anyone not because she wasn’t kind, but because she didn’t think they needed it.

nAfter all…

nAlthough all the villains and the male lead had miserable childhoods, they would eventually grow up into adults who could conquer the world.

nAnd her?

nShe lowered her head unhappily at the thought of everyone calling her stupid.

nYe Sang sensed that Shen Chuchen was trying to mask the fact that he felt inferior, so she felt the need to debate with him, “Uncle is taller than me, smarter than Sangsang… looks good too… why should I feel sympathetic?”

n“…”

nThe cold atmosphere around them eased a little. His dark expressions froze on his face as he never expected these reasonings.

nYe Sang drew a circle in the air and smiled with lights glistening in her eyes, “My Grandpas said that if I need to be sympathetic of others who are better than me, then it’s useless of me to work hard…”

nShe pulled the corner of his clothes and continued earnestly, “Uncle is great, much better than Sangsang.”

n“…” Shen Chuchen’s tensed expression eased a little.

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