Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales
The little thing couldn’t feel the pain at this moment and she poked Huo Yao with her white and soft fingers, asking him in a small voice, “Daddy…”
“Where is Brodda?”
She didn’t seem to have seen her pretty Brodda ever since dinner ended.
“Brodda?” Huo Yao’s murderous look was disturbed when the little thing ruined the atmosphere. He almost couldn’t keep his gloomily cold expressions on his face.
He frowned when he heard her strange way of addressing someone and glanced at the little girl, deciding to ask immediately without feeling ashamed, “What’s a brodda?”
What is this thing that suddenly popped out of nowhere?
The little thing’s dimples showed from pursing her lips together and she looked at him seriously. “It’s Brodda, Brodda Chenyu.”
Huo Yao’s lips twitched.
Brodda?
Brother?
Where did this little thing learn her pronunciations?
The man kept a cold face and asked, unconcerned, “Why are you looking for him? He’s an unthankful ingrate, don’t interact with him too much.”
He knew his son the best.
Although Huo Yao wasn’t Huo Chenyu’s real father, he more or less knew what his cheap son’s personality was like.
He could only control Huo Chenyu because of his parents.
As the first candidate to being his successor, he must have ambition and strategies.
Huo Chenyu had both but he was wrong in having too many emotions.
The man lifted his hand up to rub the top of his daughter’s hair and smiled thought-provokingly, “I’m also curious how high that little wolf can reach.”
The little thing’s top strand of hair was wiggling in the air from the man’s rufflings. She pouted at her Daddy’s conceited words and mumbled, “Brodda is amazing.”
Little Ye Sang nudged her soft face against him, “Daddy will thank Sangsang in the future!”
She mustn’t only lead her villain dad back to the right track, she also must make her pretty brother do the same.
The first step to saving her Dad was to dig her Brodda out from the male lead’s party.
Huo Yao flicked her forehead and his cold voice softened without him noticing, “Idiot. Go to sleep.”
The little thing felt as if he just looked down on her intelligence and yelled, unconvinced, with her head tilted aside,
“Cheap Daddy!! Sangsang wants Brodda!”
She doesn’t want to talk to him!
“You want Brodda?” Huo Yao intentionally mimicked her tone and pinched Ye Sang’s cheeks. His eyes were filled with mischievous smiles: “Black pan or casserole(1)? What kind of pan does Sangsang want? They are all in the kitchen.”
“Waaaahh…” The little thing pressed her lips together as her cheap Daddy almost made her cry in anger again.
…
It was late and everything was quiet.
The Huo mansion was completely silent; a snow-white puppy was barking in panic as it rubbed the little thing’s legs. It had a silver key in his mouth, telling Ye Sang to take it.
Stop sleeping!!
Your Brodda’s villain value is about to explode!!
The puppy forcefully dragged the little thing out of her bedroom, still half asleep. Her head swayed as she walked, and she occasionally fell to the floor and rolled around in sleepiness.
Finally…
After a few turns, the puppy barked excitedly as if it saw the dawn of victory.
“Where is this?” Ye Sang rubbed her eyes and confusion was written all over her face.
She looked at the dark environment around her and blinked her cat-like eyes, completely lost.
The puppy quickly shook the key in its mouth and gestured to her to open the door.
Ye Sang looked at the locked dark room and mumbled to herself softly, “Doggy, someone’s feeling sad…”
Rejection, malice, sorrow, and despair.
All these negative emotions gushed out of this room.