Chapter 452

“That's why I said Sect Leader Han is useless. That's why Mom tried to please you. You have no bottom line.”

Han Feiyu, eating quietly, couldn't help but overhear Han Shaolin and Xu Moyu's conversation and felt compelled to speak up again.

“Little girl, what do you know? Just eat your food.”

Han Shaolin poked Han Feiyu in the head, signaling her to be quiet.

“I'm just telling the truth, and Sect Leader Han won't even let me say it!”

Despite her words, Han Feiyu was pleased to see her parents in a better mood.

“Sect Leader Han isn't a coward. Uncle Yin Yan said that Sect Leader Han is very powerful! Doesn't Xiao-Xiao know?”

Xu Mochen suddenly defended Han Shaolin with a voice so soft it seemed to melt.

“Did Uncle Hei Yan tell you that Sect Leader Han is afraid of his wife?” Han Feiyu glanced at Xu Mochen and asked.

After hearing this, Xu Mochen blinked innocently, as if he didn't grasp the meaning, then asked Han Feiyu, “Isn't it better to be afraid of a wife? Mom isn't scary either! She's so gentle.”

Han Feiyu silently rolled her eyes at Xu Mochen, thinking, Mom is gentle to us! But she's not gentle to Sect Leader Han! Didn't this silly kid see it?

“Hmm? Isn't that good?” Xu Mochen tilted his head adorably and asked softly.

Han Feiyu sighed, “Alright, there's nothing bad about it.” Too lazy to explain, she stuffed food into Xu Mochen's mouth to stop further questions.

“Sect Leader Han is loved. Don’t mention that, the kids will only say those things to me in the future.”

Xu Moyu ruffled Han Feiyu's hair and laughed, knowing she was actually defending Han Shaolin, albeit in a peculiar way.

I used to think she disliked Han Shaolin, but now I see! She was just worried that her father spoiled her too much and lost his dignity.

“I only found out about it today. I'm flattered.”

Han Shaolin followed Xu Moyu’s lead, ruffling Han Feiyu’s small head with a heavy, gloomy expression.

“I never said I hate Sect Leader Han saying that! You're the one who's foolish! It's none of my business!”

Han Feiyu confidently repeated Han Shaolin’s words and didn't forget to tell Xu Moyu, “Mom is the same! No matter how much Sect Leader Han spoils her, she still gives him face! He's about to lose his usual dignity, and his subordinates are all watching.”

Like a little adult, she critiqued not only Han Shaolin but also pointed out Xu Moyu’s mistakes.

Think that’s the end? No, Han Feiyu turned to Xu Mochen and said, “Tian Tian, you too, don’t you know it’s messy outside? How could you run away from home with Mom? What if something happened to her? If this happens again, I'll spank you and Sect Leader Han together. Crying won't help; I definitely won’t comfort you!” She put on her sisterly airs and spoke sternly.

Xu Mochen felt wronged and lowered his head, replying softly, “Understood, I won't dare to do it again.”

“That's more like it.”

After addressing all three, Han Feiyu sighed in relief and began eating in big bites, as if calming her nerves. But the ones who were truly scared were Han Shaolin and Xu Moyu, being lectured by their five-year-old daughter.

“Looks like Sect Leader Han isn't worried about who will take over your gang in the future,” Xu Moyu teased Han Shaolin.

“Indeed,” Han Shaolin replied, a slow smile spreading across his face.

This little girl has quite a talent!