Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales
Huo Chenyu and Huo Yao: â...â
What?
Do you go to the toilet in groups or what?
Huo Yao laughed angrily. Seeing that her mouth was full of food yet continued to make up excuses calmly, he suddenly thought that his silly daughter did inherit some of his genes.
At least the way she lies through her teeth resembled his demeanor when he was younger.
Huo Chenyu was half-amused and half-angry as he held her hand, he just couldnât take her jerky away when she looked so satisfied while eating it.
âGo to bed,â Huo Chenyu bent down and grabbed the puppy with a smile, âAnd your dog.â
âDonât forget it.â
These two crawled around the living room like mice.
But they looked quite cute.
Huo Yao pursed his thin lips and frowned and noticed the laptop behind Huo Chenyu. He glanced at the little thing lying on the floor and said, âLetâs go, Iâll get you back to bed.â
Ye Sang replied with a soft âokayâ and climbed up with her jerky, wobbling behind Huo Yao as if nothing happened.
It was rare to see that Huo Yao let go of her eating food sneakily tonight, and the little thing couldnât help but roll on the bed happily and generously share her jerky.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âDaddy, do you want some?â
Huo Yao glanced at her in disdain, âNo thanks.â
Junk food.
Only children like it.
Although everything at home was imported, it didnât stop Huo Yao from disliking it.
Ye Sang humphed.
If he doesnât want it then she wonât share it with him.
Huo Yao narrowed his eyes and laid lazily in his chair, then quietly studied the little thing in front of his eyes.
Ye Sang tilted her head to the side slightly and said âgood nightâ softly. Then she rolled in bed and drooped down her head, crawling under the blanket, and fell asleep.
The man smiled a little.
What a big-hearted little girl.
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The little thing laid lazily in bed and had a good night of sweet dreams.
Her happy little expressions made her look like she was wagging her tail.
In the morning, everyone in the Huo family was busy. After the little thing woke up, she saw all the maids rushing back and forth, not knowing what they were doing.
She rubbed her eyes and puffed her cheeks in confusion.
âBrodda brodda, hug...â The little thing nudged over and looked at all the busy maids in confusion.
Huo Chenyu stared blankly for a second and then rubbed the top of Ye Sangâs hair, making it messy, âWhy did you get up so early?â
The little thing looked up slowly and her brother took her somewhere else.
âW-Whatâs happening?â The little girl pulled her dress a little and blinked.
Huo Chenyu looked downstairs and pointed towards Old Master Huo, telling her to look over there.
âWhat...â Ye Sang mumbled and saw a grandpa with a white beard talking to her grandpa.
She didnât know what they were talking about but their neck and face were red from the heated argument, and they looked like they were going to start a fight.
There were quite a few people sitting next to them. Uncle Shen, Yanâan, and Shen Yao... and their mother.
They were all there.
It was the little girlâs first time seeing so many people and she was a bit scared.
Huo Chenyu sensed her nervousness and smiled a little, explaining to her in a small voice, âHeâs a teacher who researched quite a lot into paintings.â
âGrandpa wanted to let him teach you.â
But...
Who wouldâve expected someone cutting in?
The boyâs gaze on Shen Yao grew colder.
Mr. Ye fumed as he fought with Old Master Huo strongly, âI am rather famous in the upper class, donât I get a choice in picking my student?â
The Ye family was a literary influential family and Old Master Yeâs talent in paintings was at the peak.
When Old Master Huo heard his granddaughterâs suffocating pronunciation, âbroddaâ, he immediately decided to get some teachers to teach her.
But he didnât feel reassured enough with normal teachers.
Old Master Ye just happened to have a good relationship with him and so he called him over as he wanted Old Master Ye to teach his granddaughter.
However, that girl from the Shen family came first.
Old Master Huo was furious.
The pair of good friends started a fight just like that and fought for themselves.
The older generation was talking and Huo Yao and the others couldnât intervene.
Shen Yao remembered how Old Master Ye complimented her and pursed her lips in joy, even her eyes were filled with smiles.
Thatâs what she thought...
With her talent in paintings, Old Master Ye would definitely take her as his student.
Shen Shanshan also hugged her daughter in joy, kissed her, and smiled happily.
Her daughter had always been smart and she had begged Shen Chuchen to bring them here, how could she miss such a good chance?
After all, Old Master Ye played a critical role in the wealthy circle of families.
If Old Master Ye really took Shen Yao as his student, they wouldnât have to worry about others looking down on them, would they?
As the mother and daughter were immeasurably self-satisfied, they didnât notice Shen Chuchen and Huo Yao exchange a glance with each other. They both looked at them coldly.
Huo Yaoâs lips curved up coldly. His voice wasnât loud but they could hear it, âYou came to our Huo family just to steal my daughterâs teacher?â
The smile on Shen Shanshanâs face froze as Huo Yaoâs interrogation caught her off guard.
Shen Chuchen didnât plan to save her from the situation at all and he even looked like he was ready to watch the drama unfold on the side.
He didnât think that the pair of mother and daughter were so shameless.
When they came to the Huo family, Shen Yao immediately used a writing brush and demonstrated a simple ink splashing painting in front of Old Master Ye. Although that painting wasnât shockingly good, it was rather talented for a six-year-old.
Shen Chuchen followed, âSister, it looks like you forgot why I brought you here?â
The two noblemen coldly looked at them together.
Despite Shen Shanshanâs strong mind, she couldnât help but feel cold sweat starting to form.
Shen Yao saw it and clenched her teeth slightly, looking up and replied crisply, âUncle, you taught me that we have to win things with our own skills and admit it when we lose, didnât you?â
The six-year-old girl stood there in a long blue dress, looking neither servile nor overbearing.
Her eyes were arrogant and willful, but she was calm enough.
She indeed had the qualities to be the female lead.
Shen Chuchenâs face turned cold and fixed his gaze on her wordlessly.
He underestimated this little girl.
It looked like he hadnât beaten her enough.
...
The little thing yawned softly, unaware of the tension downstairs.
She looked up at her brother with her baby fat-filled face and saw his expressionless face, she whispered, âBrodda, whatâs wrong?â
Huo Chenyu snapped back and glanced at his heartless sister, he suddenly felt angry.
Whatâs wrong?
Someone stole her teacher, canât she look more determined to win this?