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nTranslator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales

n“Brodda!!!” A crisp, childish voice sounded outside the door. Huo Chenyu was writing some code and his fingers paused, immediately pushing his laptop screen down subconsciously.

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nHuo Chenyu sighed slightly and opened the door calmly. In the next second, a little ‘cannonball’ shot into his arms.

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nYe Sang carelessly rubbed her little head which was hurting from the crash but stared at him brightly.

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nThe young boy was puzzled.

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n“What are you doing?” Huo Chenyu pinched her soft cheeks and smiled, asking in a clear voice, “Is there a flower on my face?”

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nThe little thing poked her fingers as she shook her head, trying to egg him on in a low voice, “Brodda brodda, do you want to go out?”

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nHuo Chenyu was confused. He raised an eyebrow and looked at her thoughtfully, “Why would I want to go out?”

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nHe was just trying to hack into the Zhao family’s firewall but the little thing butted in halfway through writing the code.

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nYe Sang tilted her head to the side and replied stickily, “Because Sangsang thinks Brodda wants to go out.”

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n“… And how did you know that?”

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nThe little thing blinked and tried to talk some reason into him, “Of course… the TV says that men all want the opposite of what they say, so I’m guessing that Brodda wants to go out.”

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nThe way that she looked like she was thinking “I don’t need you to think so, but what I think so” made Huo Chenyu was speechless.

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nHe didn’t even know where she got this weird logic from.

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n“Who do you want to see?” The young boy looked down and asked in a low voice.

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nYe Sang stared for a second and tried to remember the name. She pouted, “Shen Yan’an!”

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n—Shen?

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nHuo Chenyu’s eyes darkened and grabbed the back of her collar gloomily, “You aren’t allowed to go.”

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nYe Sang tried to move forward with her short legs, unwilling to give up, but her brother dragged her back easily.

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n“…” H-How rude!

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nHuo Chenyu pinched her soft face and looked at her pouting face,

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n“Did you know that he is Shen Chuchen’s nephew?”

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n—Shen Chuchen?

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nYe Sang looked up in excitement, “I know I know! He’s that cheap uncle!”

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nCheap uncle…

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nHuo Chenyu laughed uncontrollably.

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n“You know and you have the guts to go there?”

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nThe Shen family was a tiger’s nest to the little thing.

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nIn a dangerous family like that, they could easily find themselves a tragic ending if they weren’t careful.

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nThe little thing moved her fingertips as she snuggled against him and explained, “Because… Brodda Yan’an gave me the umbrella.”

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n“Brodda isn’t bad, but… they all bully him…” Ye Sang rested in her brother’s arms and stated in confusion.

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nThe young boy looked down carelessly and smiled a little. He patted her back in a comforting way and his voice sounded unexpectedly bold,

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n“Because he’s useless.”

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nHe could only tolerate those who bullied him.

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nIt was cruel to be born into big families like that.

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nAfter all, not all parents liked their children.

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nThe little thing replied with “oh” in a stuffy voice, “Then Sangsang is useless too.”

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nShe couldn’t win against that fatty.

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nHuo Chenyu’s movements froze but his eyes softened and smiled as he shook his head, “No, you are different from him.”

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nThe little thing looked at him in confusion, “But why?”

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n“Because…” Huo Chenyu pondered blankly for a second but he bent down to rubbed her face lightly with a smile, “Because Sangsang is our treasure.”

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nA unique treasure.

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nYe Sang blinked her cat eyes. She tilted her face upwards and mumbled in hesitation, “…..B-But, he’s also somebody else’s treasure.”

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