Gain A Cute Wife By 'Kidnap'

Chapter 373 - He Stepped Hard on His Father's Crotch

“Han Feiyu, how do you want to die?”

Han Shaolin naturally wouldn't show panic. He glared at his own daughter with eyes as cold and sharp as a sword.

“It's just a joke. Why is Sect Leader Han arguing with a kid like me?”

Han Feiyu, unfazed by Han Shaolin, calmly turned the gun towards Xu Moyu. However, she aimed it not at him but at Xu Mochen, who was in Xu Moyu's arms.

Xu Mochen, who had just stopped crying after being hit by the gun, was so frightened that his eyes began to tear up again. Just as he was about to cry, Han Feiyu suddenly said, “Cry! Maybe I'll pull the trigger.” She spoke these dangerous words with an innocent and cute face.

Xu Mochen immediately held back his tears, looking at Han Feiyu with tear-filled eyes, feeling very innocent.

Han Feiyu rolled her eyes at Xu Mochen and lazily said, “You're really useless. You must be a child that Mom picked up.”

“Of course not, I'm not a child picked up by my mother. Xiao-Xiao is.”

Upon being told he was a picked-up child, Xu Mochen immediately stopped crying and retorted loudly.

“Alright then! Tell me, who do you resemble? Mom? Impossible! Sect Leader Han? Even more impossible!”

Han Feiyu acted as if she wanted to argue with Xu Mochen to the end, becoming serious with him.

“I, I'm like, I'm like…” But after a while, Xu Mochen couldn't say a single word because his personality really didn't resemble anyone.

When he couldn't say anything, Xu Mochen's tears began to fall again, streaming down his long black and beautiful eyelashes as he started to cry.

“Look, you can't even say it yourself! You must have been picked up.”

Han Feiyu put down the gun and jumped onto Han Shaolin from the end of the tea table. She stomped heavily on Han Shaolin's crotch, causing his face to turn green instantly.

“Han Feiyu.”

Han Shaolin clenched his fists and fumed at the mention of his daughter's name. It seemed she was truly in distress.

Han Feiyu remained silent, her gaze fixed on Han Shaolin as if she were up to something.

“You troublesome girl, why aren't you coming over? What are you hopping around for? Damn it, this hurts, you must be doing this on purpose.”

“Oh! Did I step on you? Sorry, I didn't mean to, why are you being so fierce?”

Ye Zichen rolled her eyes at Han Shaolin, then plopped down on his thigh without a second thought.

“You even argue with me. Get up.” Han Shaolin shook his thigh, trying to dislodge Han Feiyu.

Han Feiyu sat as immovably as a Buddha, completely ignoring Han Shaolin's words.

Enraged, Han Shaolin raised his hand to smack Han Feiyu's butt, but she suddenly looked up at him, batting her beautiful eyes. “Are you really going to hit me, Sect Leader Han? Right here on my face?” she said, pointing at her own face.

Han Feiyu knew that Han Shaolin wouldn't dare, as she resembled Xu Moyu closely, and when she grew up, she would be just as formidable as her mother.

“Alright, Han Feiyu, you little rascal, using your face as a shield now, huh?”

She really did look like her mother, with a temper to match.

“If Sect Leader Han doesn't like me, then go ahead and hit me!” Han Feiyu even pushed her face closer to Han Shaolin's hand, daring him to strike. Out of his sight, she stuck her tongue out mischievously.

Xu Moyu saw Han Feiyu's expression clearly.

Xu Moyu smiled but remained silent. After all, it wasn't the first time he had seen Han Feiyu tease Han Shaolin.

However, he reminded Han Feiyu, “Xiao-Xiao, don't forget, Sect Leader Han is your dad, but he's also mine.”

He didn't warn her harshly nor sounded angry; instead, he smiled while addressing Han Feiyu.

“Got it, he's my mom's husband, so I can't keep bullying him. Mom will get angry.”

Han Feiyu said it like she was reciting a lesson, probably something she'd heard often from Xu Moyu!

“If mother wants to remarry, I will support her! A man like Sect Leader Han, who abandoned his wife early on, is too unpromising, only knowing how to fawn over his wife.” Then, Han Feiyu added something else, not looking like she was joking. She would dare to say this even if Han Shaolin was present, showing she was fearless.

The way she addressed her mother was actually quite amusing. Since Han Feiyu first called her “Mom,” she couldn't change it, so Xu Mochen followed suit.

Initially, Xu Moyu would correct them both, but over time, he got used to it. Since Han Feiyu didn't change, there was nothing he could do.

“Your mother remarried? Who would dare to marry her? Besides me?”

Han Shaolin didn't get angry; instead, he scoffed. After all, who else but him could tolerate Xu Moyu stepping on his head and trailing behind her all day long?

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