Five Villain Daddies Are Fighting To Spoil Me

Chapter 117: A Young Lady Doesn’t Need to Sleep

Small dimples appeared on the little girl’s face and her voice was clear to everyone’s ears.

“Mu? Grandpa?!” Old Master Huo immediately exploded.

Where did this random person come from? How dare he fight for his granddaughter?

Mu?

Old Master Ye frowned slightly.

Is he that old master’s later generation?

He smiled and patiently guided the little thing. “Then do you know what your grandpa’s name is?”

Old Master Huo heard “grandpa” and felt dreadful.

He glared at Old Master Ye unhappily and emphasized firmly, “This is my granddaughter.”

Ye Sang tilted her head slightly in confusion and saw that her grandpa looked unhappy, she chucked one more sentence:

“Grandpa is number one.”

Then she threw herself into Grandpa Huo’s arms and started to act cute.

And she left Old Master Ye looking confused.

Number one?

What number one?

Huo Yao and Shen Chuchen glanced at each other and sank into a moment of eerie silence.

Obviously, these two heard the same thing from her before.

However, none of them thought that Ye Sang’s grandpas were possibly great influentials.

As for their identities...

It deserved to be thought through.

*

Because Old Master Ye was curious about the “grandpa” Ye Sang spoke of, he continued to nag her.

Shen Yao stood there awkwardly, opening her mouth slightly as if she wanted to say something, but she swallowed it back with a dark face.

...What happened to making her his student?

The little girl bit her lips tightly and her eyes were filled with fury.

Shen Chuchen glanced at her and humphed slightly, scorning her mercilessly, “You aren’t as good as Duan Jinyan in terms of scheming others, you aren’t as good as your brother in terms of intelligence.”

“You three grew up together after all.”

“You are smarter than most kids of your age.”

But compared to the other two children, she was obviously not good enough.

Shen Chuchen smiled slowly, “If you dare to plot something else, don’t blame your uncle for falling out with you.”

“I don’t think you want to try to stay at the place where Duan Jinyan had to go.”

Shen Yao shivered and looked at him in shock, her pupils trembling in disbelief.

She never thought that a heartless man would threaten her because of Ye Sang.

The little girl bit her lips and summoned the course to ask, “But why?!”

Why did all of them stand with that Ye Sang?

What did she do to deserve it?

Shen Chuchen looked at Shen Yao deeply. He sneered slightly and replied mercilessly, “Because she’s cuter and smarter than you.”

“...”

Shen Yao was left speechless.

*

It was night. All lights were lit up inside all the homes and even the chilly and silent Huo family was unexpectedly bustling.

The housekeeper and maids rushed in and out to clean the living room and make dinner. The children glanced at each other, not knowing what they should do.

Huo Chenyu was bored and spun a pen in his hand while looking at Shen Yan’an, who was playing with a Rubik’s cube.

Yan’an pursed his lips together and looked obedient, but he looked like he could make a flower out of the v-cube six in his hands.

Huo Chenyu silently counted the time.

Fifty-six seconds.

The young boy raised an eyebrow and there was only one thought in his head:

Genius.

His reaction definitely wasn’t as fast as Shen Yan’an when he was five years old.

Shen Yao sat together with Ye Sang with a cold face.

The two girls stared at each other.

The little thing was really heartless and careless. She laid on the soft carpet and covered her stomach, dragging her milky voice on, “Sangsang is full.”

She looked like a cat who was full and ready for a little nap, lazy and exceptionally cute.

Shen Yao looked away in disdain.

Her mother taught her how to be a young lady since she was little, she needed to be able to read the bigger picture and know when to advance or retreat.

How could she be as heartless as Ye Sang?

The little girl yawned. No matter how much Shen Yao disliked Ye Sang, she couldn’t say anything because Huo Chenyu was glaring at her from the side.

Plus Shen Chuchen’s threat...it made her furious.

“Move, I need to sleep.” Shen Yao ordered in an unkind voice.

Now that adults were gone, only children were left.

There was no need for her to play pretend.

“... Okay.” Ye Sang obediently rolled to the side and made space for her.

Shen Yao’s expressions finally calmed down a little. She looked at the clean and soft carpet hesitantly but eventually gave up on lying down because she was worried about her image.

Her mother said that she needed to be aware of her image whether there were people there or not.

The little thing swayed the strand of hair standing up on her head. Because everyone she got to know around her were boys, she was happy to spend time with a girl for the first time.

Ye Sang asked softly, “Sister, are you going to sleep?”

Shen Yao put on a cold face, “No.”

“A young lady doesn’t need to sleep.”

Even if she was going to, she wouldn’t sleep in front of so many “men”.

The six-year-old little girl glanced at Ye Sang, who laid on the floor and looked away in disdain.

She’s just an idiot.

And she didn’t know what those big shots saw in her.

Ye Sang replied with a long “oh” and asked in confusion:

“Is it the same reason why all fairies grew up drinking morning dew?”

Shen Yao said “mhm” in frustration and wanted to ignore her.

Then none of them spoke.

Ye Sang was bored and rolled on the carpet. She puffed her soft cheeks and ruined her image.

She was waiting for Uncle Shen.

Uncle said that he was going to take her to go around the streets for the Lantern Festival.

And little Ye Sang, who hasn’t seen much, immediately agreed on the spot without realizing how dark her daddy’s face was.

Shen Yao glanced at Ye Sang from the corner of her eyes. She watched the little girl roll on the floor like a cocoon, and she was messy from it. She looked up with her white and soft little face like a puppy waiting to be fed.

She is indeed cute...

But her actions were unacceptable...

Shen Yao frowned tightly and looked at Ye Sang in frustration, “Can’t you be more well behaved?”

She continued coldly, “I’ve never seen a young lady who tossed themselves around as much as you.”

“...” Five-year-old baby Ye Sang.

“Bwut...” The little thing looked up stubbornly and emphasized her identity, “I’m a child.”

Shen Yao choked for a second but fought back, “What’s wrong with being a child?”

She straightened her back and said, “And weigh up someone’s words, observe their expressions, be obedient and sensible.”

These are the qualities a young lady should have.

The little thing was lost in a daze.

She widened her eyes slightly and looked at the careless Shen Yao, she moved her lips, “But...”

Ye Sang blinked slightly and leaned her soft face in, “... My mommy said this.”

“When children are at the age of messing around...”

“The last thing they should learn is how to behave and be sensible.”