The Villainess is Three and a Half Years Old

“Go— away.”

Ye Ya thought he hadn’t heard her, so she said it again in a long tone.

Ye Linchuan reluctantly moved his butt aside so that she could come in and wipe the table.

Ye Ya hummed and worked hard. Her lips were pursed up, and her small expression focused and serious. Ye Linchuan raised his eyebrows, glancing around, and put his fingertips on the table, “Here.”

Ye Ya looked over and wiped the area vigorously with a small rag.

Ye Linchuan pointed again, “And here.”

Ye Ya took the rag to wipe it again.

This obedience made him interested, “This area is not wiped clean either.”

“……”

Ye Ya wiped the table for a long time, and when she left, her little arm was sore and she didn’t have any strength left at all. Looking at her wilted back, Ye Linchuan’s depressed mood was somewhat relieved.

Shen Ran, who witnessed the whole process, talked to Ziyu in a low voice, “Your dad is really a leader.”

Ziyu was puzzled, “What do you mean?”

Shen Ran, “He loves telling people what to do.”

Ziyu suddenly realized and nodded in agreement.

Naturally, their conversation did not escape Ye Linchuan’s ears. Looking at the busy figures, Ye Linchuan suddenly couldn’t hold his face, and suddenly felt that the sofa under him was not as comfortable as it used to be.

“Father, raise your feet.”

Ye Qinghe came over with a mop in his hand and motioned him to move.

Ye Linchuan put a half-clenched fist to his mouth and coughed softly, then suddenly got up, stretched out his hand and deliberately avoided his sight, “Give it to me.”

“What?” Ye Qinghe didn’t understand what his father meant.

“I’ll mop it.”

“.”

“…You don’t have to.” Ye Qinghe frowned, this is simply giving him a headache.

Father was a standard rich second generation. He had never had a hard job since he was born. He usually didn’t even bother to monitor a sweeping robot. Now it’s really… too difficult for him to do housework.

“Give it to me.” Ye Linchuan repeated again.

Ye Qinghe took a deep breath, handed the mop to him, and told him restlessly, “Don’t force it.”

Ye Linchuan hummed softly, who did he look down on.

He rolled up his sleeves and picked up the mop instead of Ye Qinghe’s Linchuan had never done this before. Even when he was on duty at school, his younger brother helped him do it. After taking over the company, he hadn’t done any housework. Yu Yan used to say that even if the soy sauce bottle fell in front of him, he didn’t bother to help.

Thinking of his wife, Ye Linchuan was in a daze again.

The floor he wiped revealed a bright water light, and Ye Qinghe frowned tighter and tighter, but in order not to dampen his father’s enthusiasm, he shook his head and continued to find other work without saying anything.

After wiping the living room, Ye Linchuan took the mop and went to the master bedroom.

Ye Ya happened to be in the master bedroom too. She was squatting on the ground and wiping a stain on the corner. She wiped it very seriously. When Ye Linchuan came in, she only gave him a look, then turned around and left him with a chubby Linchuan took a look and continued to wipe the floor.

The two did their own things, and no one interfered with anyone.But suddenly, Ye Ya’s squatting body was covered in shadows. In the next second, the little hand holding the rag was stepped on the ground by a big foot. Her eyes widened suddenly, and she forgot to shout for pain for a while. Ye Linchuan, who was facing her with his back, quickly realized that he had stepped on something, hurriedly took his foot away, turned and looked down.

The air is extremely quiet like a freeze frame.

One second passed……

Two seconds passed……

The pain suddenly broke out from the palm of his hand.

Ye Ya dumbfounded and picked up the little red hand, her clear eyes instantly covered with tears.

“You, you step on me.”Her grievances are about to overflow.

Ye Linchuan replied, “I don’t have one.”The three words are calm, like pretending to be calm after doing evil.

Ye Ya pursed her mouth and puffed at her little hands. Instead of dissipating, the pain intensified, irritating her fragile nerves fiercely.

“You did it on purpose!”Ye Ya raised her head, her crying little face full of accusations of his bad behavior.

“I said I didn’t…” Ye Linchuan’s eyebrows were typed in Sichuan characters, “I didn’t see you at all when I was wiping the floor.”

Ye Ya’s round eyes widened again, and she looked at him in disbelief, “You, you deliberately came to mop the floor in order to step on me on purpose?”

Ye Linchuan was confused by this weird logical way of thinking.

What do you mean, in order to deliberately step on her, you deliberately came to mopping the floor?

Why did she emphasize these two words?

His silence strengthened Ye Ya’s thoughts even more. He walked over two steps, raised his small head high, and tears flashed in the corners of his eyes, “How can you be so vicious!”

Ye Linchuan’s eyelids jumped, supporting the mop with both hands, he couldn’t bear it, and repeated what he had said before word by word, “I said it was not intentional, you squatted here to hinder me.”

These words made the little girl’s beautiful face blush for a while, unwillingness, anger, and all emotions turned into grievances, and she just wanted to find someone to vent it out.She twitched her shoulders twice, clutched her hands and cried out, and ran out while crying. She never thought that the ground was too slippery. The eager little dumpling fell to the ground inattentive, only to see that the little body was like a small fish, and it slid to the front.

“Puff.”

Ye Linchuan gloated and smiled.

Ye Qinghe and Shen Zhou had never seen this way of playing, and they were all stunned for a while.

Ye Ya, who slipped to the ground, got up from the ground choking, crying and sending her little hand to Ye Qinghe, “Brother, Ye Linchuan stepped on me, it hurts…”

My younger brother was not happy to scream, so he directly named Ye Linchuan by name. It seemed that he really hated it.

Ye Qinghe took a look at Ye Ya’s little hand, turned his head and shouted to his father, “Dad, why are you stepping on Ye Ya?”

Ye Linchuan’s smile narrowed and he said lightly, “I didn’t see it.”

Ye Qinghe’s eyes were suspicious, and in the end he hugged Ye Ya and went to the bathroom to wash his hands without saying anything.

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