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nYe Niannian and Su Ruirui were obviously used to having their parents called to the teacher’s office.

nThey even looked like they were ready to have a long talk with Ye Sang about this, “It’s only a parent-teacher conference, we go to the teacher’s office like going home now.”

nSu Ruirui spoke frankly with assurance and smiled in an annoying way, “As long as you can survive your dad’s beating, then nothing is a problem.”

nYe Sang took a step back and imagined the face of her evil daddy looking like he was going to eat her and quickly shook her head, mumbling, “…Then Sangsang doesn’t want teachers to call my parents.”

nIt’s too scary.

nThe little thing started to remember things when she was about three years old.

nEven her grandpas never beat her before!!

nYe Niannian was confused, “But the teachers already sent out notifications.”

nHe pointed at Su Ruirui, “Us two, you, and everyone who was involved in the fight needs to go to the headmaster’s office for tea.”

nThe red mark on the little thing’s forehead had already vanished but she recalled Zhao Yuan’s swollen face. She widened her mouth and argued back earnestly, “No, no, that’s not a fight.”

nHuo Chenyu more or less guessed what happened from these three children.

nHe raised an eyebrow and smiled slightly at Ye Sang, who looked like she had something to say, “What is it then?”

n“It’s called…” The little thing looked hesitantly and stared at her feet earnestly, “… It’s called you two one-sidedly beating him up.”

nYe Niannian and Su Ruirui both stared.

n“…”

n“…” Huo Chenyu breathed deeply and pressed a hand on the little thing’s head, bending down to pick her up and left.

nWho knew where she learned all these weird terms from.

nBut it was natural; it would be strange for her to learn good things from Huo Yao, a man who was always up to no good.

nYe Niannian waved his hands broken-heartedly as he watched the little girl’s brother take her away, and reminded her in a loud voice, “Ye Sangsang!! Remember to tell your dad to come! Or the teachers will make us experience a love-filled education!”

n“!!!!”

nThe little thing widened her eyes in terror and buried her head in her brother’s arms, she pouted so much that a bottle of oil could hang from her mouth.

nShe didn’t want a parent teacher conference.

nYe Sang knew that her cheap daddy had been wanting to beat her up from the very beginning.

n“…”

nThe young boy sensed the little ball trembling in his arms and stared at the strand of hair standing on top of her head. A tiny smile appeared on his face and they sank into a moment of eerie silence.

nHe obviously thought of Huo Yao’s personality too.

nWould he go to the kindergarten with his ice-cold face and sit there obediently while listening to the teachers scolding him?

nNo way!

nIt would be nice if Huo Yao didn’t tear the kindergarten down.

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nCompared to the Huo family, the Shen family’s furnishing style was closer to an elegant vintage style. The maid stood in lines with their hands overlapped in front of them with straight backs, looking rather disciplined.

nHuo Chenyu only glanced once.

nShadow guards.

nDeath guards.

nHe sneered silently.

nAs expected from the Shen family who had doings in both society and underground, they didn’t even bother to mask it and used these death guards as servants.

nAlthough Huo Yao wasn’t clean either, he wasn’t as deranged as Shen Chuchen.

nSpending time with this kind of person, they wouldn’t even know if they’d die in the next second.

n“Young Master Huo,” Housekeeper Shen performed a noble etiquette and smiled at Ye Sang, “We’ve just had Young Miss here at the Shen family not long ago.”

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