Translator: Exodus Tales  Editor: Exodus Tales

Under the 'rich child's' luring promise, the little thing pouted and shook her head, “No no.”

One daddy was horrible enough to not like a decent human being.

If she had two daddies, she would be too worried that all these big villains will plan to complete her childhood.

The little thing cried. she doesn't want to get beaten up!

Shen Chuchen wasn't mad at being rejected. He rubbed the little thing's hair and sneered lightly, “Nevermind then.”

It's not like he liked this brat or anything.

Other than annoying him every day, she would only be in his way of doing things.

Ye Sang's eyes curved into crescents and she laid on top of him; she even leaned in with her round face, “Uncle.”

“Are you taking Sangsang to bed?”

Her round cat eyes were filled with mist. She tilted her head to the side slightly and her chubby little body was in Shen Chuchen's arms.

The man's smile froze for a second, but his movement acted faster than his thought.

He almost subconsciously hugged the little bun tightly in his arms.

After the man panicked silently, he calmed down and looked at the little thing hanging from him, a cold laugh escaped from his throat.

“Little thing, brave, aren't you?”

She didn't only hug his thighs, but she was also hanging onto him. What if he didn't catch her in time and fell down? 

Shen Chuchen felt the lingering fear and pinched her white cheeks for revenge with cold eyes.

The little thing froze for a few seconds before realizing that she got pinched.

She covered her red cheeks in disbelief and widened her eyes as she accused, “Y-You are cold and heartless, and you are making a scene without a reason!”

Shen Chuchen's face turned cold and continued to pinch her meaty cheeks, “I am cold and heartless, and I am making a scene without a good reason.”

As an unrestrained and freedom-loving villain, Shen Chuchen always had control over everything and stayed calm.

“If you do that again, trust me I'll teach you a lesson for your dad.”

Ye Sang pouted from his pinches. Her eyes were as clear as gla.s.s and she mumbled inaudibly, “Bwut, daddy never hit me befowe…”

Shen Chuchen smiled coolly.

He doesn't care whether Huo Yao hit her before or not, but the kid needs a beating in his eyes.

“Shut up and go to bed. Don't you have to go to kindergarten tomorrow?” He asked coldly.

The little thing covered her little face which was red from his pinches, she pouted and replied with one word stickily:

“Yes….”

Shen Chuchen stood up and patted her head with an unpleasant face as he chased her away, “Tell the housekeeper to take you up to the first room upstairs to sleep.”

“I'm busy today, don't bother me.”

The man rubbed his forehead and his face was as dark as it could be when he mentioned his business.

He lost his family when he was young and started off at the bottom of society, so he was too used to being heartless.

Shen Chuchen never thought that someone could make him feel soft-hearted over and over again, but this little thing suddenly ran into his life like an exception.

It caught him off guard, but he didn't dislike it.

Shen Chuchen sneered coldly.

After he calmed down, he licked his lips slightly and repeated to himself again and again.

This is Huo Yao's child. 

He won't gain anything from being soft-hearted to her.

Especially if he really had to stand against Huo Yao one day, the little thing's existence would be like his weakness.

He can't be soft-hearted, and he won't be soft-hearted towards Huo Yao's child.

It was two or three after midnight. The entire Shen family fell into silence and the vintage style mansion's silence made him calm down for no reason.

Shen Chuchen walked to the living room lazily, standing on the balcony, and made calls with his subordinates carelessly. He narrowed his flower-like eyes and looked at the dense dark night outside.

It was so dark that he couldn't even see the moon or any stars.

“Master.” A polite voice sounded from the other side of the phone, “Those from the Dark Pavillion all confessed. But because we aren't sure if what they said is true or not, I already sent people there to check for the sake of safety.”

The man listened to his subordinate report back silently and didn't comment, eventually only giving an 'mhm' as he stared into the infinite darkness.

“Dark Pavillion…” He smiled, “If any information is fake, kill them.”

It's useless to keep them anyway.

“Yes, sir.” The person on the other side replied politely.

Shen Chuchen hung up after giving the order and curved his lips up, bored. He looked at the date on his phone and leaned against the wall lazily. There was nothing but loneliness and emptiness left in this giant mansion.

It is his mother's death anniversary today.

Although Shen Chuchen didn't exactly remember what that woman looks like anymore.

But without a doubt, everyone yearned for warmth when they were young, especially people like him, who lacked love.

“I'm sorry…” The man looked up and smiled, “I didn't grow up to be what you expected.”

Someone like him… 

Vicious and merciless, killing people, and did every bad thing that could possibly be done. 

Shen Chuchen scorned himself and didn't continue, but was lost in thought as he leaned against the wall.

Light footsteps sounded downstairs.

The man opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the stairs without other movement or sounds.

The little thing glanced around her and eventually pulled a stool over, stepping on it, and poured herself a gla.s.s of water from the teapot.

Shen Chuchen noticed it was her and frowned slightly.

Seeing that she was planning to drink cold water, he touched his forehead and eventually spoke up, “Little thing.”

“…. Huh?” The little thing turned around in confusion and saw Shen Chuchen standing on the side like a ghost, and she silently put the gla.s.s back to where it was before.

She pouted and whispered, “I'm thirsty…”

Shen Chuchen stared at her for a few seconds and looked away, pouring a gla.s.s of warm water for the little girl without complaint.

He pa.s.sed it over and stated unkindly, “Drink and go back to bed.”

It's so late and she's still wandering around.

The little thing took the water. She didn't drink it but blinked and stared at him with round cat eyes.

Shen Chuchen looked down at her and sounded exceptionally unfriendly, “What? Scared I'll poison you?”

Today's uncle felt like he ate some gunpowder. Ye Sang swayed the strand of hair on top of her head and sensed that he wasn't in a good mood; so much that he was as gloomy as one could be, she generously decided not to bother to bicker with him.

She's a big kid now.

She won't bicker with a stingy uncle.

Ye Sang looked up at him with her clear eyes and dragged her milky voice on, “Uncle, you can hug Sangsang if you are feeling unhappy!”

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