Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales
The rain slowly stopped and all the people at the school’s front gate gradually left.
A Rolls-Royce stopped next to it silently.
The driver was looking around the school, waiting for Huo Chenyu to come back. Before he could tell Huo Chenyu to get into the car, a cold voice sounded,
“Where is she?”
Huo Yao stepped outside the car in a suit, looking handsome.
They didn’t know if his question was for Huo Chenyu, who had just rushed back, or the driver waiting on the side.
The young boy looked back and put away the umbrella as he replied,
“In the car.”
Special Assistant Zhao followed them and glanced at the driver, asking curiously, “Why are you still here at such a late time? Didn’t you see that our boss exploded?”
His voice became smaller and smaller under Huo Yao’s cold eyes, eventually rubbing his nose and deciding to shut up.
But that was the truth.
He rushed to school for his daughter.
But after they arrived at the destination, he acted like a cold and noble flower again.
It was so hard to imagine that their young miss was actually his daughter judging from his horrible personality.
Huo Yao got in the car and immediately saw the little girl who curled up in the backseats, sleeping soundly.
The little thing seemed to sense that someone came in, and she moved her lotus root-like arms and pouted restlessly, turned around, and continued to sleep.
Huo Yao’s cold eyes softened a little. He gently scooped her into his arms and he was way tender than before.
“Wu…” The little thing whimpered and snuggled in his arms like a puppy, she was chubby like a ball of snow.
“Daddy…” She sensed the familiar smell on him and grabbed his sleeve, mumbling in her sleep.
Huo Yao’s body froze for a second but replied gently, “Hmm…”
His reply wasn’t as careless as before.
He rubbed the girl’s white and soft face, feeling the endless gentleness towards his blood-related daughter for the very first time.
Before he met Ye Sang, he never considered children before.
Especially a daughter.
A daughter would be a tool for an arranged marriage and Huo Yao could give her endless glory and support.
Anything but love.
But now——
He firmly felt that a face slapping came as fast as a tornado.
The little thing snuggled and mumbled again, “Cheap daddy…”
Huo Yao snorted and didn’t bother to bicker with a sleeping child.
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The car stopped at the front gate of the Huo family’s mansion.
Old Master Huo, who waited anxiously in the living room saw Ye Sang wrapped up tightly and finally sighed in relief.
Huo Chenyu didn’t disturb the father and daughter and chose to come back in the other car.
He looked down during the whole trip, pondering how he should explain why he fractured Zhao Qian’s hands to Huo Yao.
The Zhao family was a tiny and unpopular family, it was nothing to be afraid of.
But the problem was with the mining mountain in Salt City.
If the Zhao family was unwilling to work with them, surely Huo Yao would be pissed.
Before Huo Chenyu could think of a plan, Old Master Huo had already grabbed the little girl from Huo Yao’s arms, settling down on the couch.
The man raised an eyebrow and took away the uniform covering Ye Sang’s body with his long and slim fingers.
However, as soon as they took away the uniform, the wounds on her legs were completely exposed to them.
