“…” Mu Chen didn't reply but asked, “What's wrong?”

If she was a little more sensitive, she would've noticed the change in att.i.tude through his words.

But the little thing wasn't the sensitive type.

She swayed her head and couldn't help but to say, “Sangsang didn't do any bad things.”

“…” Mu Chen looked at the brat's timid eyes with questions written all over his face and raised an eyebrow in amus.e.m.e.nt.

When did he say that she did something bad?

“Why are you saying that?” He pinched her meaty cheeks and laughed lightly.

His gentle voice made the little thing feel even worse.

Mommy said that if something's unusual, there must be something strange about it.

Perhaps her cheap daddy was secretly thinking of how to give her a complete childhood.

The little thing's strand of hair shot up from her a.s.sumption.

She blinked slightly and her milky little voice trembled while mumbling, “You can tell me if I did something wrong.

Sangsang will fix it!”

The little thing straightened her back out of reflecting.

Shen Chuchen: “….”

Look what these two dogs' education made her.

Mu Chen: “….” He finally understood what she meant.

If he translated this child's words, it would be, if I did something wrong, you can tell me and I'll change it.

Mu Chen fell silent.

Perhaps it was because he was too much of a dog before and traumatized her.

The man stretched out a long and cold finger to turn her face around as he reminded, “I'm your dad.”

The little thing nodded subconsciously.

Mhm mhm.

She knew that from the very beginning.

But she didn't have any proof.

“You can call me dad.” He reminded her again.

Ye Sang: “Uncle.”

Mu Chen's face turned dark, “I'm your dad.”

The little thing pouted, “How can you curse at me?”

Mu Chen: “…”

Table flip!!

Can't they have a normal conversation?

Shen Chuchen intervened gloomily from the side, “Well, you made her call you uncle for so many days, she probably won't be able to change it for a while.”

You just have to deal with the disaster that you made yourself.

Mu Chen: “…” He finally understood what “what goes around comes around” meant.

The little thing swayed her head and looked at the place not far from them curiously.

Shen Chuchen patted her little head and smiled, “Go play with them if you want.”

Children were forgetful as she already threw the unhappiness from a while ago away and skipped over to play with other children.

“Woah!”

“So pretty.”

Children's exclaims followed one another.

Ye Sang followed everyone and it was funny to watch the strand of hair on her hair move with her.

The children crowded a young man.

The little next to him was probably his daughter.

The little girl cheered for her dad with glistening eyes, “Daddy is amazing!”

The little thing nudged over curiously.

The man flexibly played with a flower string[1], and it looked rather interesting when he made all sorts of shapes.

All the children who haven't seen this before widened their mouths in curiosity.

Ye Sang hasn't seen it before either.

She glanced at the string with her quick-witted eyes and she was full of puzzlement and curiosity.

“What's your name?” The little girl saw that she was pretty and stretched out a hand.

The little thing puffed her cheeks, “Ye Sang.”

“I'm Tingting.” The little girl replied.

Children's friends.h.i.+ps were always so sudden. Tingting pointed at the man who successfully joined the children's group and introduced happily, “My daddy is amazing, isn't he!”

Ye Sang nodded obediently.

Another boy also grinned, “My dad is a teacher, he's amazing at math.”

“My mommy knows how to dance.”

The other children also started to boast about their parents.

Tingting saw that Ye Sang didn't speak, so she asked her curiously with the idea of taking care of her new friend in mind, “Sangsang, what can your daddy and mommy do?”

The little thing stared blankly at the question.

She blinked and glanced at her two fathers who were talking to each other from the corner of her eye and pursed her lips together, “My daddies know how to… how to…”

The little thing opened her cat eyes, “They know how to kill people and burn them.”

Tingting: “…” What kind of skill is that?

“What about your mommy?” She continued to ask.

The little thing swayed her head and replied crisply, “My mommy knows how to convince people with virtue.”

“…” Her words made all the children confused.

The adult snapped back and couldn't help but to smile at the children. He rubbed Tingting's head and said: “We should go home. It's quite late now, all of you children should go back too.”

Tingting was unwilling to leave Ye Sang. She pondered for a while and asked for her dad's string as she generously pa.s.sed it to the little thing, “I'll gift you this.”

She waved her little hand, “I hope you see you again, Sangsang.”

The little thing also waved her hands. She watched them leave and jogged back slowly with her little legs.

Ye Sang held the string in her hand and skipped over. She pa.s.sed it to Shen Chuchen and looked at the slightly drunk daddy.

“Daddy daddy! Play!”

She hinted.

But Shen Chuchen couldn't understand her at all.

The man pressed the strand of hair down on her head and pushed her into Mu Chen's arms while he was ready to turn around and sleep.

Ye Sang: “…”

Her heart hurts too much and she felt like she won't feel love again.

“Play, play it.” She rushed him.

Shen Chuchen opened his eyes and took the string over. He met with the little thing's eager face and stared blankly.

He hasn't seen this before.

What's so fun about a string?

Shen Chuchen didn't know how to play with it.

Mu Chen saw it and raised an eyebrow. He smiled lightly and brazenly called out, “Little Sangsang.”

His gentle voice made the little thing straighten her back out of reflex.

Mu Chen: “…”

Was he that scary?

The man forced himself to stay in character and squeezed a gentle smile, “How about daddy teach you how to play this?”

Ye Sang slowly moved over and gave the string to him after a moment of hesitation.

Mu Chen glanced at her lightly and smiled.

He played it before.

But he just didn't think that he would play this one day to earn his daughter's favor.

Despite he was thinking about this, he wasn't slow with his hands as he turned the strings into multiple shapes.

The little thing's eyes lit up. She leaned in and wanted to watch it closely.

Her soft little body was pressing on Mu Chen's thighs and the man's lips curved up unnoticeably.

He felt a sense of satisfaction that he never felt before under her admiring and eager eyes.

[1] a game played with a long string's ends tied together, putting it on the hand and making different shapes with it, and it can be played with multiple people