“So, you still feel bad for him?” The man finally spoke after remaining silent for a while with a half-smile.
“Yes.” Ye Sang nodded without hesitation this time.
The little thing’s dark round eyes were bright. Under Shen Chuchen’s death glare, she added, “Sangsang feels bad for brodda and uncle.”
Shen Chuchen laughed. He cast a side glance and asked back in amusement, “You feel bad for me?”
He needed a little girl to feel bad for him?
Ha.
What a joke.
“Uncle and brodda…” Ye Sang’s milky voice stopped as she sniffed. She recalled her Mommy’s gentleness and blinked her teary eyes, feeling even more upset.
She tilted her head upwards and her eyes smiled like a crescent,
“Because… no matter how bad uncle and brodda are, you are still your family’s precious baby…”
Whether their nature was bad or not — even they were just not good people — eventually, they would find one person in this world that loves them.
Little Ye Sang thought that every child should grow up under their parents’ expectations.
No bad how bad they are, they are still their family’s precious child.
…
Shen Chuchen made eye contact with her clear eyes and shifted his eyes away, feeling the need to get away from his dilemma.
He suddenly thought that he shouldn’t let this girl see all the so-called darkness in this world.
The man’s hand dropped. He pulled the little thing into his arms and subtly blocked her from the bloody scene happening some distance from them.
Shen Chuchen glanced at Housekeeper Shen and suddenly spoke up,
“Wait.”
The subordinate, who was perfectly aware of his boss’s thoughts, looked at his boss helplessly and anxiously thought that he was up to something again.
But Housekeeper Shen didn’t know what the demon was thinking today. Shen Chuchen hugged the little thing in his arms and smiled, looking like he was in a good mood, “I’ll let him go today.”
Shen Chuchen was a smart man, how could he not know the danger of keeping a tiger at home?
But Shen Chuchen didn’t care, he wanted to see how the wolfling was going to climb up step by step.
Shen Chuchen smiled and pinched Ye Sang’s face as he studied her closely, “Huo Yao is such a cold man, how did he have a daughter like you?”
She even looked like a good child. She was so soft to hug, making a man like him feel soft-hearted.
The man tsked in regret.
What a shame.
She’s Huo Yao’s kid no matter how nice she was.
Shen Chuchen’s cold fingertips rubbed her face and he mumbled to himself, “If you were my daughter, I’d give you all the best things in the world.”
Even since he entered the Shen family, he had been walking on the edges of death. However, even though he was cold, he was nowhere as cold as Huo Yao.
However, when it came to being vicious and merciless, Shen Chuchen was the winner.
Ye Sang pouted slightly and her eyes curved into crescents, “Humph, Sangsang doesn’t need it.”
She had five daddies.
Speaking of which, she recalled that her Grandpas gave photos of her daddies to her and felt guilty.
She only looked at Huo Yao Daddy’s photo if she didn’t remember wrong…
Since she had her first Daddy, she totally threw the other daddies behind her.
The little thing clenched her little bag tightly, determined to take a look at all the photos of her daddies after she’s home.
Shen Chuchen wasn’t mad after listening to her words but rubbed her head and the look of yearning flashed across his eyes.
“Alright, go back to your daddy, just don’t come back and be irksome here.” He looked like he was chasing her away impatiently and pushed her forward, looking down and returned to the careless personality he had upon the time of their arrival.