Chapter 261: You don't hit people

Chapter 261
...
When the little girl woke up, she wore a small green skirt. The vivid colors showed agility and vitality.
"Does Baba want to make money with Sangsang?" Ye Sang asked expectantly, holding his small face.
Mu Chen glanced at her, then smiled slightly, and refused without hesitation: "No."
Is he still thinking of making money to raise other dads?
This child is dreaming.
After being rejected, Ye Sang lowered his head and cheered up after a while.
With her short legs, she wandered around the original place several times under the gaze of many aunts.
Mu Chen followed her back and forth, his thin lips pressed slightly, his eyes cast thoughtfully on the little bunny.
Looking at the little girl who was ramming like a headless fly, the man opened his lips with a smile, "Yesangsang."
He asked with a smile in his voice: "...Are you Lu Chi?"
The little girl retorted slowly, her hair curled up, as if she was trying to prove herself, she said with a voice, "Sangsang is not a road idiot."
After a pause, under Mu Chen's interested eyes, she added in a small voice:
"People and other people have a bad sense of direction."
Mu Chen: "..."
He felt that with the child's sense of direction, the two of them might not find a way out even if they wandered around the game city all day.
The man grabbed her by the back of her neck and smiled and said, "I don't expect you to find it."
Mu Chen took a deep breath and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to ask the way."
...
I thought I would have to hang around here for a while before I could find it, but I didn't expect them to be lucky. The person in charge of recruiting at Game City noticed these two super-looking father and daughter at a glance.
Unlike Su Ye, who dominates most of the gaming world, Mu Chen sometimes wears a mask when going out.
He is quite confident with a child, and his expression is calmer than anyone else.
When the person in charge saw the two of them, his eyes brightened slightly.
"Sangsang?"
"I'm still looking for you."
"Yesterday your dad who didn't know where came out took you away, and the salary hasn't been settled yet."
He murmured, "But are you not both parents dead? Who was that man and man yesterday? He robbed the child when he came up, so I almost thought it was a trafficker."
Mu Chen held the child's hand tightly. After hearing the phrase "Parents are dead", the faint smile on his lips almost didn't sustain.
"Parents are dead?" The man gritted his teeth and asked every word.
Xu Ye's tone was too subtle. The person in charge saw Mu Chen's appearance and his eyes lit up slightly, "Wow, who are you Sangsang? How come you look so beautiful."
He slowly said with emotion: "Sure enough, you are Nu Wa who made it out. We are all the mud ideas that Nu Wa threw out at random when she made people."
This is really no harm without comparison.
After being praised, Mu Chen didn't mean to be happy at all.
He lowered his eyes, glanced at the little bun in his arms, and sneered slightly, "My parents are dead? Huh?"
Ye Sang's small waist straightened subconsciously, and she muttered, "Sangsang is not, Sangsang is not."
"It's Su Baba's accident."
then……
A group of strange sisters and aunts looked at themselves with that strange look.
The little guy is ignorant, holding a soft face, and wondering why he has to look at himself.
"..." Mu Chen couldn't help but sneered when she heard her sentence "Something happened to Su Baba." He felt that Su Ye would hear this, and maybe the child would be beaten again.
God's happened.
The person in charge glanced at the strange way of getting along with these two people, and after thinking about it to be polite, he asked, "Sangsang did a good job yesterday. How about 200 per day based on the salary?"
After a pause, thinking of the child's potential to attract customers, he smiled again:
"Four hundred is not impossible."
With this little guy, there will be no shortage of traffic both in and out of the store.
I thought that the parents of the other party would be more or less satisfied at this price.
After all, a five-year-old child is not less than 400 a day.
But is Mu Chen an ordinary person?
He really doesn't like this money.
Want her daughter to be a performer? Want to be beautiful.
"No." He stretched out a finger and poked the other side's soft dimples angrily, and said in a light voice: "Take the money and I will take the child away now."
Mu Chen was so angry that he lowered his voice slightly, and said, "You dare to go out to be a performer? Ye Sangsang, you can bear it."
Sure enough, this little didn't get on the house for a day.
The little guy’s ears were a little itchy when the man leaned to the ear to talk. She covered her little ear and whispered softly, "Woo, woo, Sangsang wants to make money and raise baba."
Mu Chen said blankly, "Don't even think about it."
"Su Ye doesn't need you to raise it, just stay here honestly."
The little guy had a bulging face, his dark cat eyes widened slightly, "Older kids have a bottom line."
I'm so angry.
Don't believe her.
Woo woo woo.
Mu Chen stretched out his hand and flicked her upturned dull hair, and chuckled:
"Bottom line?"
The little guy endured the urge to cry and nodded with a sullen face, "Yes~"
Mu Chen was amused by her wrinkled bun face. He asked, "Older kids have a bottom line?"
Ye Sang: "Woo..."
Okay, so scary.
Mu Chen's attitude of nonessentiality almost gave the little guy a feeling that as long as he nodded again, he could spank himself without hesitation.
Seeing this kid stepping back step by step, wrinkled white and tender face grievances, the passerby stopped next to him, and it was so cute.
"This kid is really just an emoji bag."
"If I'm on the show, I'll watch it every day, it's so cute."
"Hahaha, this dad is also naive, so what is he doing to scare a little baby?"
"I'm so ridiculous. Older children have a bottom line. The little baby's father used the slap to tell her that the bottom line of the older child is not worth mentioning before being spanked."
"Is her father trying to give the child a childhood meal? Hahaha."
The little guy stepped back a few steps, her mouth was about to flatten into a duckling, she straightened her back, her cat's eyes were wrapped in golden peas, and said grievously: "You, don't beat people."
"Woohoo."
Mu Chen snorted, dragged the person back easily, flicked her little dumb hair, sighed, and asked solemnly: "Do you still need a bottom line?"
The little guy was holding his dull hair, his mouth drooping and he could hang an oil pot, "No, no."
In front of the beating and the bottom line.
Ye Sang hesitated.
I think face is more important.
"..." Mu Chen's lips curled up slightly, patted the dull hair on her head, "Your bottom line is gone."
When Mu Chen said so unexpectedly, a small expression similar to awkward appeared on the child's soft white face.
Ye Sang's mouth flattened a little bit.
She, her bottom line is gone.
　Please give me a monthly pass QAQ
　　
　
(End of this chapter)