Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales
Mu Chenâs eyes twitched and experienced what it meant to be speechless upon the little girlâs strange words.
Climbing a tree and picking a bird nest this early in the morning?
The man calmed down for a second.
Wait.
Is picking the bird nest the point?
The point is, how did this brat even get up there?!
Ye Sang laid on her stomach without daring to move.
Obviously, her dog daddy didnât plan to help her down at all.
Remembering that âPeppaâ was still eyeing her like its prey, the little thing pouted and wanted to cry even more.
The woman raised an eyebrow and glanced at the little thing in the tree lazily, smiling coldly, âI never wouldâve thought that you had a daughter already.â
âYou rejected me because of this kid?â
She tilted her chin up and interrogated, âAm I not pretty enough? For what reasons did you dare to reject me?â
âDo you really think that you are still that genius you once were?â
The woman glanced at him in disdain and sneered.
In the end, he rejected her mercilessly and it would be fake for her to say that she didnât hate him for it.
Mu Chen glanced at her and finally looked up slightly with a fake smile, âYou are pretty?â
âThree yuan for a key, want one?1â
He supported his chin on his hands and asked in amusement, âDo you know what I thought of when you first confessed to me?â
The woman smiled in disdain and thought: so you liked my beauty at first glance.
But Mu Chen looked up slightly and smiled lightly, speaking each word clearly. âWhen I first saw you...â
âI already decided what flowers I would plant around your grave.â
â...â The womanâs face almost distorted from fury.
She swung her arms furiously and knew that ten of her wouldnât be able to beat his toxicity.
The woman snorted coldly and arrogantly, leaving the last word before she left:
âMu Chen, letâs just wait and see!â
...
After the woman left, his ears were finally quiet.
Mu Chen inhaled deeply.
To be honest, he would rather face those idiots at the research institute rather than this brat.
âTell me,â The man looked at her coldly, âWhy did you pick the birdâs nest?â
She didnât go to school and did this early in the morning?
Did she think heâs an idiot?
Ye Sang lazily laid in the tree and shook her head, refusing to tell the truth no matter what, âBecause itâs intense.â
She was first chased by a dog, then by a piglet.
Doesnât a five-year-old baby need face?
âWhat kind of intense things are you looking for here?â Mu Chen was amused by her weird logic.
The little thing braced herself and replied, âYou have no idea how intense things are here.â
Mu Chen: â...â Fine.
He canât imagine whatâs intense for a brat.
The man breathed deeply and turned around coldly without planning to save her.
Ye Sangâs body wobbled. Seeing that her dog daddy was going to leave, she subconsciously tried to make him stay, âUncle...â
Mu Chenâs movement paused slightly.
Seeing that the little girl laid on the tree trunk like a poor puppy, she sounded wronged in her soft and sticky tone of voice, â...Please donât go...â
âPeppa will bite me.â
Mu Chen: â???â
What the hell is a Peppa?
Although Mu Chen didnât know what it was, he refused to ask.
Or it would make him look like he wasnât very knowledgeable.
He looked at the little thing in the tree coldly and indifferently replied, âIâll get the housekeeper to bring you down.â
Then he left the back mountain without turning back.
Leaving Ye Sang dealing with âPeppaâ under the tree alone.
*
After half an hour of torment, Ye Sang was already late to school.
She was still holding the egg she didnât finish and because she was running out of time, Ye Sang pondered and shoved the egg into her bag.
When she arrived at kindergarten, she bumped into Su Ruirui, who happened to be late too.
The little thing nodded and before she could react. Su Ruirui grabbed her and ran inside crazily.
âThe teachers will scold us if we are late.â
He mumbled as they rushed inside.
The children finally sighed in relief after they arrived at their classroom.
Luckily they made it in time.
At this time, Ms. Liu walked into the room leisurely.
There was another little girl behind her, must be a new student too.
The little thing sighed in relief and hugged her bag as she curiously looked towards the teacher. Ms. Liu cleared her throat and smiled.
âMy babies, there is another new student in our classroom today, are you happy?â
âYes...â
All the childrenâs childish voices dragged on, which sounded like they werenât interested at all.
Ms. Liu smiled awkwardly, knowing all these wealthy children were hard to serve. She ruffled Shen Yaoâs hair and smiled, âDonât mind them, they are just unhappy because they are going to have a test.â
Shen Yao was full of disdain.
Her voice was soft and arrogant as she lifted her chin up, âI donât need them to like me.â
Good.
A young lady doesnât need friends.
Ms. Liu smiled and pointed at the seat in the corner, âCan you sit at the back?â
All the other seats were full and only the spot in the back was empty.
If it was another kid, they wouldnât agree to sit there but Shen Yao was different. She liked being quiet and hated those annoying kids in the class.
There was no one sitting in the back and she could happily sit there.
âBrodda brodda,â The little thing dragged her milky voice on and saw that the little boy was lazily sleeping on the desk, she lightly poked him.
âLook, itâs sister,â She reminded him in a low voice.
She received a cold glance from Shen Yanâan in exchange.
Ye Niannian saw it and moved his chair over, leaning towards Shen Yanâan. âMy bro, thereâs a test today. Letâs share our answers.â
Ye Sang: â?â
Su Ruirui also leaned in and grinned, âWe are all brothers, so we can copy each other...â
But before he could finish, Ye Niannian pouted unhappily at Su Ruiruiâs terminology as the child from a family of literary reputation.
He argued justly, âWhat do you mean by copy? Be more careful, will you? This is called borrowing!â
The little girlâs strand of hair drooped down and looked even more confused.
She had only skipped school for two days.
What happened to these people?
Ye Sang hugged her bag tightly as the three discussed fierily.
It was a story of four people, but she didnât have her name written down.
âWhatâs a test?â The little thing who havenât seen much before butted in with the thought of asking about the unknown in her mind.