CH 25.3

The Villainess is Three and a Half Years Old Chapter 25.3

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Ye Ya felt Ye Linchuan's disgust for her, her small face slowly sank, her little butt slowly moved to Ye Qinghe's side, and said in a very low voice, "Brother...”

“Hmm?"

“Can we go and live with Brother Shen Zhou?"

“But Brother Shen Zhou can't live with the two of us." Ye Qinghe knew what she was worried about, and pinched her face with a smile, “Dad won't send Yaya away anymore, so Yaya will live with Brothers in the future."

Before coming to Xia's house, Ye Qinghe specifically talked to his father.

He said that he would give Ye Ya a proper identification, and he was willing to let her stay in Ye Ya's family. Of course, he couldn't let the outside world know that she was a clone, so she would live as the twin sister of “Ye Ya” in the future. Definitely mistreating, but it was better than sending her for destruction.

“I don't want to live with a stinky brother!"

Stinky brother?

Ye Qinghe was startled and looked at Ziyu subconsciously.

Ziyu was also taken aback, “I took a shower. I don't smell."

Only Ye Linchuan knew that this stinky brother was referring to him.

His expression changed transiently, and he said to the assistant who was driving, "Stop the car."

The assistant parked the car aside, he opened the door and went down, then opened the door of the back seat, condescendingly said to Ye Ya, "Come out."

That look was very fierce, Ye Ya shrank into Ye Qinghe's arms in fright, and the party committee was aggrieved, "Brother, he stared at me...”

Ye Qinghe guarded Ye Ya, "Dad, what are you doing?" He finally coaxed Ye Ya to be willing to go home. If he was made to cry and run away again, where would he find her?

“Get out of the car, hurry up." Ye Linchuan ordered coldly, "Otherwise no one will leave."

Ye Qinghe looked helpless and walked down holding Ye Ya.

Ziyu was about to follow, but was stopped by Ye Linchuan, "Ziyu doesn't need to come down." With a bang, the car door was closed.

The sun was shining brightly, and the trees on both sides of the road grew luxuriously. There had always been very few vehicles on this main road. The road was empty, and occasionally vehicles would gallop by.

He stood in front of Ye Ya with his hands in his pockets, and his height of nearly 190cm (~6 foot 3 inches) enveloped Ye Ya's small body like a big mountain.

She clung to Ye Qinghe's trouser and stared up at him.

“Before going to my house, we have to make it clear." Ye Linchuan didn't treat her like a child. His tone was cold like a machine, "I let you stay because I chose to pity you. If you don't obey me, I can throw you away at any time."

"Dad...”

Ye Linchuan raised his hand to interrupt Ye Qinghe and continued, "First of all, you have to call me dad when we are outside; secondly, you have to be polite, you can't be vulgar to your elders, and you need to show some courtesy, understand?"

Ye Ya bulged her cheeks and nodded, "Understand."

Better than imagined.

Ye Linchuan nodded in satisfaction.

Next, he heard her milk voice and said, “You have to apologize to me."

Ye Linchuan narrowed his eyes, “What did you say?"

Ye Ya sensed the danger, and shrank into Ye Qinghe's arms with a brush, “Brother, he stared at me again...”

Ye Qinghe protected Ye Ya, “Dad, don't be so firm on a child. Let's go home and talk about it." It didn’t look good for an adult to be angry at a child in public.

Ye Qinghe's words made Ye Ya think of the 100-year-old grandmother in the convenience store. The owner's words sounded in her head, and she patted her head and suddenly had an epiphany.

“Nevermind." Ye Ya walked over and said generously, “I forgive you."

“?”

“I am an elder, and I shouldn’t be so firm on juniors like you." The shopkeeper's aunt said that a 100-year-old grandmother can't be preoccupied with children. She was now Grandma Yaya, and Grandma Yaya couldn’t be angry with children in their thirties. Although she was really angry, as an elder, she must be magnanimous. Her father also once taught her not to hold grudges too much, that is, to punish herself for the mistakes of others.

“You..." Ye Linchuan angrily squeezed out the word from between his teeth.

Ye Ya turned around, asked Ye Qinghe to open the car door, and climbed up with both hands and feet.

Ye Qinghe didn't dare to anger his father more, and hurriedly followed.

Under the scorching sun, Ye Linchuan, who was standing alone on the road, was so angry that his thoughts were confused. What kind of logic does this kid have? Who taught her these things?

Ye Linchuan closed his eyes to calm his mood, and got into the car with a gloomy face.

Looking at Ye Ya, who was shaking her calf at the back table, Ye Linchuan reluctantly squeezed out three words from between his teeth, "That is rude."

These words touched Ye Ya's nerves again, and she looked over, “You were rude to me first." She said, “You are not polite to me, so I don't want to be polite to you."

“Is this your attitude when talking to adults? You do realize I can drive away without you?" Ye Linchuan had never seen such an unreasonable three-year-old child. It seemed that every sentence was logical, and every sentence threw people against the wall.

“If you have a bad attitude yourself, then Yaya won’t have a good attitude towards you!" Ye Ya was very angry, “My father said, monsters are all equal. Even if you are a big adult, you can't look down at people from a high place, because your neck will be sore, and your head will fall off sooner or later."

What hell of logic.