Five Villain Daddies Are Fighting To Spoil Me

In the short period of a few minutes, the furious man had calmed down.

It was more than enough to see how strong his self-control was.

Huo Yao’s mind obviously followed the little thing as his attention floated outside.

Shen Chuchen couldn’t help but snicker.

It’s just a cheap child. 

Look at his good-for-nothing face. 

Really?

…

The little thing was in a white dress as she swayed the deer ears on top of her head, obediently following the housekeeper to the Shen Family’s garden in the mountain at the back of their house.

She pursed her lips together and pouted angrily.

They all said the villain’s friends were all villains.

That bad uncle with her cheap Daddy was obviously not a good thing.

“Grandpa housekeeper…”

“Where are we going to play?” The Shen Family’s mansion was huge and she was already lost after walking around for a while.

She tilted her head to the side in pain and looked lost.

Housekeeper Shen’s heart melted as he rubbed the top of the girl’s head and smiled kindly,

“We are going to the back mountain to play, the Ye family’s young master and our young master are there too.”

“Miss Sangsang can play with them.”

After a pause, housekeeper Shen grinned, “But you are about the same age as Young Master Ye, you should get along with him.”

He sighed as he spoke, explaining in a low voice under the girl’s confused look, “Our young master doesn’t like playing with other people, you shouldn’t go play with him.”

To avoid crying in fear. 

It had been hard for them to guess what their young master was thinking since as a child, his personality was preserved and extremely ruthless.

His means of doing things were exactly like Shen Chuchen.

Even though they weren’t biological father and son, their ruthlessness was exactly the same.

The housekeeper shook his head, both of them are insane…

The little thing nodded, but she couldn’t understand why Grandpa housekeeper sounded so complicated.

She was the most sensitive towards human’s happy and sad emotions.

Because there were only happiness and sadness in her world.

As for Housekeeper Shen’s complicated heart…

Ha.

Sorry.

Little friend Ye Sang’s intelligence wasn’t enough to be able to comprehend that yet.

Grandpa housekeeper held her hand and brought her to the garden in the back mountain. Before they even stepped inside, the little thing heard a miserable yet pitiful child’s voice,

“Wuwuwu, Duan Jinyan, you are a devil!!”

“Give me back my flower crown! Or I’m going to tell my dad!!”

The little boy sat on the ground with teary eyes, crying as he tried to seize the delicate flower crown from the boy’s hands.

His sharp tone almost made their head explode.

It wasn’t easy for that boy to tolerate it for so long.

The culprit of this stood lazily by the small pavilion, leaning against the red pillars. He bent his leg slightly and played with the delicate little flower crown leisurely.

His eyelashes trembled slightly — perhaps he was growing impatient from the noise — and the teenager’s pretty eyes opened suddenly.

The outer corner of his eyes curved upwards, his lips were dark red, and his brows and eyes were as clear as the water of a river in spring.

“Shut up.”

His voice was clear and elegant and he looked down at Ye Nianian with his head slightly tilted.

The corners of his beautiful eyes curved up slightly without masking the evil intention in them.

Duan Jinyan smiled,

“If you keep crying, I’m going to throw you down the mountain.”