Loh Mier clenched her teeth in hatred, this damn little brat actually said she wasn’t a good person.
Mo Yuchu, tiny as she was, let out a cold snort and walked outside, where she saw Mo Yunchen and Qi Tianshang sparring.
Hearing his daughter’s calling voice, Mo Yunchen withdrew the hand he had been about to strike Qi Tianshang’s chest with and retreated a significant step to look towards his daughter on the opposite deck.
Qi Tianshang also stepped back a few paces, looking at Mo Yuchu who was leaning on the deck railing; the dainty and adorable features of the little girl were looking unhappily at him.
"You’re a bad person, you’re a big bad person, Chuer doesn’t like you, you’re a bad person, and you can’t hit my daddy."
The tenderly dissatisfied voice made Qi Tianshang smile wryly; which eye of Qin Qin’s little brat had seen him hitting her father? It was clearly her father who was hitting him.
For three years, he had been training non-stop, just so that one day he could defeat Mo Yunchen, but after three years of sparring with Mo Yunchen, even though he had made significant progress, he was still no match for Mo Yunchen; he had almost been slapped in the chest by Mo Yunchen just earlier, and the arm with which he had exchanged palm strikes with Mo Yunchen was still feeling numb.
"Xiao Chuchu, your uncle was just joking with your daddy."
For the two children that Qin Qin had left behind, Qi Tianshang had a fondness for them in his heart, especially this quirky little one in front of him; he liked Mo Yuchu more than Mo Yuyan, who was like Mo Yunchen.
"Don’t call me Xiao Chuchu, only Chuer’s daddy can call me that, and you’re not Chuer’s daddy."
Mo Yuchu pouted her little mouth in discontent and said, with her hands on her hips and glaring at Qi Tianshang, those rolling eyes of hers were extremely cute.
Mo Yunchen’s lips curved up slightly, his eyes softened.
Mo Yuchu opened her little arms, "Daddy, hug, Chuer is sleepy, I want to go to sleepy."
Without hesitation, Mo Yunchen leaped from Qi Tianshang’s board back onto his own yacht and picked up his daughter, his movements practiced; Mo Yuchu leaned on Mo Yunchen’s shoulder, her little hands wrapped around his neck, her eyes beginning to droop shut with fatigue.
Watching this scene, a hint of envy flashed through Qi Tianshang’s eyes, but it was gone in an instant.
"Honorable Master!" Han Xing walked out from behind Qi Tianshang.
Qi Tianshang withdrew his gaze, "Let’s go back."
The yacht slowly made its way back, and Qi Tianshang’s gaze returned to the sea surface, holding a white rose in his hand. He crouched to put the rose on the surface of the water, watched quietly for a while, and then stood up and left.
Mo Yunchen took his daughter to rest in the room on the yacht; his son was also showing signs of sleepiness, both children having the habit of taking a nap.
Looking at his son and daughter sleeping side by side, Mo Yunchen closed his eyes in pain.
Qin Qin, do you see? They are already three years old, won’t you come back yet?
In a low voice, he walked out of the room, prepared to go to his own room to change his slightly damp clothes.
Just as he entered the room, a chilling coldness flashed across Mo Yunchen’s eyes, his gaze shooting towards the bed not far away.
Loh Mier had put on a seductive purple-red nightgown, exposing her sensual curves and perky breasts, even though it was a bit cold, but she had to endure it for success.
Loh Mier lifted the blanket off herself, her long, beautiful legs revealed without any cover. She climbed out of the bed, stepping on the cold floor made her bite her teeth subtly, but she had to endure it for success.
With her enchanting and seductive voice raised again, she walked towards Mo Yunchen, using her most bewitching voice to seduce Mo Yunchen, "Master Mo, your clothes are wet, take them off and throw them away."
Loh Mier had not yet finished speaking when she was kicked to the ground, the force of the blow showing no mercy.
Mo Yunchen exuded a bloodthirsty killing intent.
The bodyguard who had just kicked Loh Mier bent down and stepped forward, incredulous that someone dared to enter Master Mo’s room and seduce him, especially on the day they were commemorating the lady of the house, it was just unforgivable.
Scared, Loh Mier crawled backward, a mouthful of blood escaping her lips, "Please, no, Master Mo, I am Loh Corporation’s daughter, Loh Mier, please spare me."
The deep and icy voice arose and Loh Mier, not noticing the killing intent in Mo Yunchen’s voice, hurriedly nodded, "Yes, yes, I’m Loh Corporation’s Mier, Master Mo, actually Mier has long held affection for you, which is why I took such a bold step today. Please spare Mier for the affection I hold for you."
Loh Mier clutched her chest, still trying to seduce Mo Yunchen while begging for mercy, thinking to herself whether Master Mo hadn’t noticed her qualities and that was why he was so angry; she had to succeed.