The woman's voice wasn't small and she didn't plan to hide it either as normal people wouldn't want the problem to reach them.

However, there were just too many coincidences in life.

Who would've thought that the other two fathers of the person involved were sitting right next to her room?

Huo Yao and Shen Chuchen exchanged a glance, “Dog Mu? Sangsang?”

Her descriptions could only be Mu Chen and Ye Sang.

Shen Chuchen pondered and didn't make a move immediately. He leaned against the wall lazily listened carefully to what the person in the next room was talking about.

On the other side, Yang Liu had no idea that she was wandering on the edge of death.

She covered her wrist and bit her lips furiously, “That kid and that man, brother! You have to take revenge for me.”

“I feel like my wrist is fractured.” The woman accused tearily and furiously, “I don't care, you have to! Especially that kid!!”

“I'd get mad at the sight of her. Literally nothing happened and that crowd was making a big fuss out of it.”

The person on the other side of the phone had no choice and agreed lovingly.

After hanging out the call, Yang Liu's lips curved upwards, “How dare you touch me, you are digging your own grave.”

“Who dares to touch you? Digging your own grave?” A sloppy yet smiling voice came from outside the room, and she froze for a second as she didn't close the door.

Two n.o.ble and handsome-looking men slowly blocked her paths.

The way they slowly blocked her way looked like villains in the drama who were hiding knives behind their backs.

Huo Yao's lips curved upwards as he leaned against the door with unpredictable expressions, “You want to touch a little girl who's wearing a dress with b.u.t.terfly sleeves?”

Yang Liu wanted to tell him to mind his business, but she admitted straightforwardly when she noticed his good looks.

“Yes, that reckless little girl, I'm going to make her pay…”

The two exchanged a glance at each other.

Great.

They could now confirm that the people she was talking about were Mu Chen and their daughter.

Shen Chuchen's eyes became cold as he continued with a fake smile, “Ah…reckless, huh…”

He repeated carelessly and abruptly kicked her out of the room roughly.

“I think you are the reckless one here.”

Shen Chuchen lazily straightened his back and looked down at the woman on the ground with a smile.

But it made her heart turn cold.

Huo Yao clicked his finger and all the bodyguards surrounded her.

He lightly threw an order behind, “Beat her up.”

Let's see how much this woman overestimated herself for daring to touch his daughter.

Yang Liu crawled back and the fear of her face was unmasked, “Who are y-you?”

How dare they do this under the full light of the day.

Who were these people?

Huo Yao turned around slightly and replied coldly, “The reckless little girl you were talking about is my daughter.”

Yang Liu: “…” S***.

“And you?” She trembled at Shen Chuchen.

The man smiled lightly and devilishly. “Me? I'm her dad too.”

Yang Liu: “…”

The little thing had no idea she just walked past her two fathers. She was sitting in the car obediently while Mu Chen pressed her hand down and put cream on it.

Ye Sang blinked with teary eyes, “It hurts…”

Mu Chen ignored her trying to act pitiful but his movements became gentler as he rubbed cream on using a q-tip.

Honestly, Mu Chen didn't have a good temper.

He would do what he normally does even if the heavenly sovereign came down on earth as someone from the research inst.i.tute.

Since when did he have to be so careful with putting cream on?

“Uncle…” The little thing looked at Mu Chen with admiration in her eyes, the obvious liking made Mu Chen feel unnatural.

He turned his face around slightly and after putting on the cream, he urged, “Don't run around next time, got it?”

Ye Sang nodded obediently.

Mu Chen lifted his hand up and patted her soft hair after a moment of hesitation.

After a while, the man recalled what Shen Chuchen said.

He pursed his lips together and asked a confusing question to Ye Sang, “Brat.”

“Do you think….” He pinched her cheeks and held his breath, “Do you think I treat you well?”

The sudden question made the little thing freeze for a few seconds.

She pursed her lips until her dimples showed and looked at Mu Chen with her bright eyes. The man's heart was beating furiously. The little girl nodded slowly, then shook her head.

Her answer made the man confused as he sneered, “What kind of answer is that?”

Ye Sang pondered and replied gloomily, “You like to bully Sangsang…”

Who said children didn't hold grudges?

She remembered it clearly.

Mu Chen pulled his lips at her response and didn't argue back.

What she said was true.

After filling their stomachs, they sat in the car. The little thing was sleepy after eating and her head started to droop down.

Mu Chen looked at her and pulled her into his arms after hesitating.

The little thing's lashes were curly and her lips were red, she looked like a china doll when she slept.

She smelled like sweet milk and she was soft like a ball of cotton. Ye Sang nudged her little head against Mu Chen whilst resting in his arms.

Mu Chen lifted his hands slightly and pinched her hands lightly.

The man looked down and thought that perhaps he didn't dislike her as much as he thought he did.

Although Mu Chen had a short temper, it seemed to only target the times when he verbally attacked others.

His heart was calmer than anyone else.

Mu Chen never thought that his first time getting so angry was for the sake of a brat that he hated for so long.

“Daddy daddy…” The little thing dragged her milky voice on and talked in her dream continuously, “Daddy…”

Mu Chen quietly listened to the little girl calling daddy and silently replied several questions in his heart.

“…” Until the little girl quieted down, he didn't want to give up and continued to whisper, “Call me daddy.”

“Wu…” Warmth breathing made her ears itchy and the little thing gave him a slap without being polite at all.

It didn't hurt, but it made Mu Chen stay in shock for a while.

The man grinded his teeth and tried again as he repeated next to her ears like a monk reciting a scripture, “Call me daddy, call me daddy…”