Five Villain Daddies Are Fighting To Spoil Me Chapter 163 – Huo Yao Daddy Coming Back (Part 1)

Translator: Exodus Tales  Editor: Exodus Tales

Then she slowly realized a problem…..

She would die no matter whom she invited.

Ye Sang pouted and looked up curiously as she modestly sought advice, “Then how can we avoid our daddies giving us a complete childhood?”

Obviously, all children were geniuses here.

Su Ruirui leaned over and whispered, “I screwed up a test a while ago, guess how I avoided getting beaten up?”

Ye Sang shook her head earnestly.

Su Ruirui said, “If you don't do well, dad advances, I retreat. Try to avoid bickering with middle-aged men who lost their sanity.”

The little thing widened her mouth a little and asked in a tiny voice at the thought of Huo Yao getting furiously, “And if daddy gets angry?”

Ye Niannian pondered for a while, “Dad advances, I retreat. Dad angry, I kneel.”

Is that even something to dwell on?!

He tried this every single time after he finished an exam and it never failed.

Shen Yao: “…”

It was her first time learning how genius these children were.

School finished and all the little turnip heads lined up in a row obediently.

Because Ye Sang was short and stood at the back, she was hard to notice.

She lowered her head and pondered about calling parents.

Time pa.s.sed second by second.

Parents picked the other little turnip heads and only Ye Sang was left.

She looked rather pitiful.

Mu Chen watched coldly from afar without the plan of approaching her.

The princ.i.p.al was with him and when he saw it, he glanced at Mu Chen and asked, “Aren't you going to check on your daughter?”

“What a poor girl.”

The princ.i.p.al tried to convince him earnestly, “It's normal for children to be naughty, you can't throw her out of school because of something small, could you?”

“This is your daughter after all.”

Mu Chen's lips twitched at his words.

Thanks for the invitation.

But he doesn't have a big daughter like this.

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However, all the teachers started giving him weird glances after what the princ.i.p.al said. They all looked at him as if he was a jerk who threw his daughter to the side.

The man's temples throbbed furiously and felt like he ate s***.

He couldn't tolerate their glances anymore and thought that Shen Chuchen won't come at a time like this.

His face was cold and a voice sounding like shattered jade sounded impatient and half-hearted, “Brat, you dad didn't come today. Wanna go with me?”

Ye Sang clenched the little bag and shook her head anxiously, “Not with you.”

She's not going home with cheap daddy.

Mu Chen sneered. “Not with me?”

He lazily glanced at her, “Who else do you think will come at a time like this?”

The little thing took a step back while clenching her bag tightly and sounded stubborn, “Not with you anyways.”

Mu Chen laughed angrily.

Fine. 

What a stubborn kid. 

Mu Chen wouldn't bother to ask if those teachers didn't all glare at him.

“How will you go home with me? Hmm?” The man gradually became impatient.

Ye Sang shook her head, “Sangsang doesn't want to go home with you.”

She was waiting for her daddy.

“…” The little thing's upfront rejection made Mu Chen feel frustrated for no reason.

Did she hate him that much? 

She'd rather spend the night at kindergarten than going home with him? 

“Fine.” Mu Chen smiled and his att.i.tude was as cold as one could be, “Since you don't want to go home with me, then you can suffer here.”

Normal children would go with their parents if their parents had this kind of att.i.tude.

But Ye Sang wasn't a normal child.

She was a stubborn child with a bottom line.

The little thing hugged her bag tightly and dimples appeared from pursing her lips together. She stood there without looking like she was going to follow him at all.

Mu Chen: “…”

He inhaled deeply and met with Ye Sang's dark eyes. He pressed down his temper and grinded his teeth: “Can you go home with me? Please?”

F***. 

Mu Chen never felt so lowly before.

The little thing glanced at the sky under the man's murderous eyes and slowly threw herself into his arms, speaking milkily, “B-But you can't curse at me.”

Mu Chen was on the verge of going on a rampage and the sudden, soft touch in his arms made him freeze.

The man laughed through a snort when he heard her words.

“You have so many problems.”

How troublesome. 

Mu Chen went to the kindergarten empty-handed but came back with a little ball.

This made everyone astonished.

“d.a.m.n, why did our sir kidnapped other people's children home again?”

Housekeeper Mu shrugged against everyone's strange glances.

He didn't know and didn't dare to ask his boss what he was doing, why would they all stare at him like this?

After chasing her to the study, Mu Chen didn't bother with her and flipped through a book alone in boredom.

Seeing that the little thing didn't make any noises, he looked up and ordered indifferently, “Go to bed, don't get on my bad side.”

Ye Sang pouted slightly and sat next to Mu Chen while swaying her legs.

She took a milk candy out of her little bag and peeled it attentively, slowly shoving it into her mouth.

Mu Chen shot a side glance at her and coldly said, “You aren't allowed to eat that.”

He just couldn't understand why children liked sweets so much.

“If you eat it, I'll throw you outside.”

Ye Sang: “…” What a dog. 

Mu Chen shifted his glance to her bursting little bag and flipped through it when the little thing wasn't noticing, and he ended up with a bunch of sweets in his palm.

The man frowned and felt his teeth hurt.

Then, the man pulled a fake smile at Ye Sang's confused expression, “I'll take care of these for you, I'll give them back another day.”

Ye Sang heard these familiar words and widened her eyes, “Uncle…”

She whispered, “I suggest you be kind.”

Mu Chen sneered lightly and continued to flip through the book in his hands.

Ye Sang saw that he confiscated her sweets and ignored her, she furiously yelled at him, “Mu Chen!”

Mu Chen raised an eyebrow in amus.e.m.e.nt.

She was so angry that she stopped calling her uncle?

“I have a bottom line!”

She dragged her milky voice on and spoke earnestly, “If you step over my limit——”

Mu Chen looked at her, looking like he was going to smile.

“If you step over my bottom line…” The little thing straightened her back slightly. The strand of hair on her head drooped down and she whispered unconfidently:

“… Then I'll walk around it.”

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