Translator: Exodus Tales  Editor: Exodus Tales

Shen Chuchen's friend circle was like when fish and dragons mixed in together, gathering all sorts of people from the upper society.

As someone who rarely posted, having his only post about his child… it caused many people to explode because of it.

They all asked who it was.

[??? d.a.m.n, is it your relative's child? She's so cute.]

[You have a daughter? Bro!]

[Did you steal this from the internet? Because you don't have a daughter and you are trying to comfort yourself with this?]

Shen Chuchen saw this reply and his whole face turned dark.

[Get lost.]

[My real daughter.]

His reply shocked everyone.

Those in the upper circle all knew each other and his words made everyone explode.

[Old Master Ye: Huh, why do I feel like this little girl looks familiar?]

[Isn't this the Huo family's son's daughter? Why is it yours now after a few days?]

Old Master Ye had a rather deep impression of that little thing.

After all, it was hard to not remember her after seeing her professional painting skills.

Shen Chuchen narrowed his eyes and smiled coldly at the message:

[She's mine now. Got a problem?]

Old Master Ye humphed coldly.

He didn't bother to talk with an impolite stinky brat.

Honestly speaking, with Huo Yao, Shen Chuchen, and Mu Chen taking the lead, everyone of this generation had no respect for the elders.

So respecting the older generation was probably non-existence to them.

Old Master Ye sighed and calmly gave Old Master Huo a call.

The other side quickly picked up. He grinned and spoke sincerely and earnestly,

“Old Huo. Since when did your granddaughter go to the Shen family? I just saw a photo of your granddaughter in that Shen family's son's WeChat circle. He admitted that she's his real daughter himself,” Old Master Ye asked curiously, “I shouldn't ask but what's going on in your family?”

Old Master Huo: “???”

Didn't his son only leave for a business trip? 

Since when did his granddaughter belong to another family? 

Old Master Huo couldn't sit still at home anymore.

“This is my granddaughter.” He narrowed his eyes at the photo and humphed coldly, “That brat wanted a daughter so much that he's crazy now?”

Although he didn't like that stinky brat Huo Yao either, it didn't stop him from pampering his granddaughter.

He could give his son away, but not his granddaughter.

After Old Master Huo hung up, he clenched his teeth and called Huo Yao.

“Get your a.s.s back!! Your daughter ran away with that Shen family's stinky brat, can't you pay more attention to Sangsang? I don't care what important business you have to deal with overseas, but get the h.e.l.l back right now, immediately, at once!”

Huo Yao immediately fell silent at Old Master Huo's roar.

He wanted to fight Shen Chuchen even more now.

Why did he have to post his daughter on WeChat? 

They aren't getting over this!! 

At the same time, Old Master Ye was speechless too.

He looked at the ended call and sighed gloomily.

What a messy circle. 

So whose child is it? 

He wasn't the only one who was confused about this.

Huo Yao didn't want to sleep anymore. He sat up and started arguing with Shen Chuchen like a keyboard warrior.

[Huo Yao: ??? Delete my daughter's photo then we can talk properly.]

He doesn't even have a photo of Sangsang yet!

But it was natural.

As a busy director-general, he barely spent any time with her. Plus, her personality always made him angry.

He was either on the way to beat Ye Sang up or thinking of beating her up everyday.

Shen Chuchen looked at the little girl who was sitting obediently next to him and sneered,

[Shen Chuchen: Why should I delete it? Who wants to talk to you properly?]

[Why can't we sit down calmly and stab each other twice?]

Huo Yao grinded his teeth and reminded him word by word: [That's my daughter]

His daughter!! 

Shen Chuchen replied lighty: [Ah~ She's mine now~ We are brothers from now on. In the future, yours will be mine, but mine will still be mine]

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Huo Yao: “…”

He grasped the phone tightly and smiled coldly.

Trash dog kidnapped his daughter.

He's not getting over this!

While the two were fighting on WeChat, Mu Chen sat up from his bed and watched these two start cursing and attacking each other because of a child.

He was shocked.

What kind of plastic socilist brotherhood1 is that?

If he was going to fight with Huo Yao over her, wouldn't he have to join the argument too?

Mu Chen felt horrified at the thought of it.

Nevermind, it's not worth it. 

Ye Sang isn't worth it. 

Why would he fight for that brat?

It was undeniable that it was a rare scene to see two big characters fighting over a child on WeChat.

All those in the upper cla.s.s watched the drama happily and even started to secretly investigate her ident.i.ty.

But all the same, they failed to discover anything.

The little thing didn't know what was going on was swaying her head. c.u.min stuck onto her face and she pouted slightly from how spicy it was as she stuck out her tongue with teary eyes.

Duan Jinyan saw her swaying from the left to the right and grimaced. He grabbed a tissue and tightly pressed her moving head, wiping her face and mouth with some disdain.

“Brodda Duan…” Ye Sang looked up with s.h.i.+ning eyes and swayed her head, “Are you in the same cla.s.s as my brodda?”

Duan Jinyan looked down at her and nodded.

They were indeed in the same cla.s.s.

But they didn't interact.

The little thing leaned in her chubby face and bit her finger, “T-Then, can I go look for you two when I go to school on the day after the next?”

They were in the same school, but the kindergarten was only separated from the primary school by a wall.

The boy pinched her soft face and said something that made her silent with a smile, “Isn't your test result coming out on that day?”

Ye Sang: “…”

“Your parents need to go, right?” Duan Jianyan smiled and hid the tease in his eyes, “Have you decided which dad you'll go with?”

Ye Sang: “…”

The little thing felt even more upset.

She was still a baby, why should she experience all these?

After the three of them filled their stomachs, the little thing laid in Shen Chuchen's arms lazily and became sleepy.

Shen Chuchen was in a rather happy mood when they went back to the Shen family. But it was only under the circ.u.mstance that he didn't need to see those naughty children.

Two luxurious cars parked in front of the Shen family's door and Shen Chuchen frowned. Then, he saw an extra familiar looking child looking at him eagerly…

——The little thing on the side.

Shen Chuchen: “….”