CH 18.3

The Villainess is Three and a Half Years Old Chapter 18.3

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Ye Ya pointed to the red flower, “This is Mother. " Then she pointed to the four-leaf clover, “This is Father." She grabbed the painting, her eyes were crystal clear, and she patted her head with her little hand, “This is Yaya."

Ye Linchuan sandwiched the paper between his fingers, his eyes fell on it for three seconds, and, with a sneer, he tore the drawing paper in half in the little girl's expectant gaze, sending it away with his hand. The paper fell to the ground like a feather.

Looking at the torn painting on the ground, Ye Ya’s smile converged, the light in her eyes went out like a candle, the small green sprout on the top of her head slowly bent down. The entire sprout wilted with the owner's mood.

[Ahhhhh!! You scum, you bullied my baby! ！ ]

The system exploded.

If its former host, Ye Ya’s mother, were here, she would’ve probably ended this guy a long time ago.

[Yaya don’t cry or feel sad! Mister will sign you up for a fun online class, okay? ]

As if she hadn't heard the system's words, Ye Ya drooped the corner of her mouth, bent over and picked up the painting.

“You, you tore yourself apart.” The painting just splitted from the middle of the four-leaf clover. Ye Ya was very unhappy. She raised her head and scolded loudly, “Father, how can you tear yourself apart!"

Ye Linchuan's temples were popping with sudden pain. He pressed the center of his brows, feeling extremely tired: “I said, I'm not your father. ”

Ye Ya hugged the painting, distressed, tears swirling in her eyes.

She looked at the four-leaf clover on the painting, and then at Ye Linchuan. For the first time, she looked seriously and intently at the “Father” in front of her.

This father was not gentle enough or patient enough, and there was ice and snow that couldn’t be melted between his eyebrows all year around. As she looked closely, he seemed to look different from her four-leaf clover father. Her four-leaf clover father had gentle and kind eyebrows, and a smile like a spring breeze all the time.

His heart was generous enough to accommodate the entire sky.

He never got angry, he never yelled;

Father was the best monster in the world;

Father was the best father in the world.

In order to protect her and Mother, Father… was struck by lighting. There was nothing left of him, not even a string of his soul.

“… You’re not my father,” Ye Ya suddenly realized, surprisingly not feeling too sad about it.

Her heart felt stuffed. The broken painting in her hand was like her broken heart.

Ye Ya bit her lip, rushed up, and bit Ye Linchuan's wrist fiercely.

The sudden pain caused Ye Linchuan to breathe in pain and wave his hand subconsciously, throwing Ye Ya out with too much strength.

Ye Ya didn't feel the pain. She got up from the ground with her hands and feet, tears on her face, “You are not my father!! I won’t allow you to look the same as Father!!”

“You..." Ye Linchuan clutched his bitten and bleeding left hand, his eyes surging with indignation.

“I don’t want you as my father!!” She stumped angrily and snorted at him.

Looking at the little girl's bulging eyebrows, Ye Linchuan couldn't express the anger in his heart. Finally, he gritted his teeth and said, “I don't want to be your father either.”

“Stinky kid stinky kid stinky kid stinky kid—!”

“…?”

“What did you just call me?” Ye Linchuan said in complete unbelievableness and anger.

“Stinky… stinky brother, bad brother." Ye Ya cried out, turned around and clung to the wall, her back twitching seemed so sad.

She didn’t know how to curse.

She was just throwing at him what she learned with the System. After all, in her eyes, the person standing in front was actually someone tens of years younger than she, who happened to look like Father, but was a hundred times worse than father— a stinky kid.

Ye Linchuan closed his eyes and calmed down, “I’m telling someone to take you away tomorrow.”

“Bah! "Ye Ya rushed over and stepped on his feet fiercely, her eyes flushed with tears, sobbing, “Yaya doesn’t want to spend time with you either! You tear off my father! I hate you! I hate you the most! Wait until… until I find my mother. I’m going to tell my mother to eat you!”

She was crying and threatening, but her cute voice was not threatening at all.

Speaking of Mother, she completely lost it. Tears were flowing down uncontrollably.

“My mother, mother is a corpse flower. She’s great! She… she loves me the most, so she wouldn’t let anyone hurt me or push me.” Ye Ya wiped away her tears, “I want Mother… Mother…”

Ye Ya choked on crying until she finally lost her strength; only her tears kept flowing.

Ye Linchuan was so annoyed by the noise that his head hurt.

He held back his impatience, picked up Ye Ya, and went back up.

“Don’t hug me! You can’t hug me!” Ye Ya randomly slashed her hands around, and hit Ye Linchuan’s face many times.

Ye Linchuan's expression became worse and worse. When he arrived in the living room, Ye Linchuan gloomily stuffed the crying Ye Ya into the arms of the shaken nanny, then he turned and walked out.

“Mister, where are you going?”

He covered his hand and didn’t turn back, “Going to get vaccinated.”

Nanny, “?”

Ye Ya returned to the room and didn't want to see anyone, so she went inside the closet alone and stared at the painting in the sealed and cramped space.

The painting was broken,

Father and Mother were separated.

Ye Ya was the only one left.

Her small body curled up in a ball, and her tearful eyes were full of helplessness.

Ye Ya wiped away her tears, “Mister.”

[Ya’er?]

“Where are Father and Mother?”

System: [I don’t know, Ya’er.]

The Terrain of Time experienced a catastrophe brought upon them by the gods. If nothing went wrong, every creature in the Terrain should be eliminated.

Ye Ya put her chin on her knees, and her little hand gently stroked the painted flowers and leaves.