His Daughter Had A Gift For Languages

Xie Yu seemed to be getting more and more agitated as he talked about getting beaten up. It was obvious that he had been beaten up a lot.

Ye sang felt like the filter she had on her idol was about to shatter.

This was not the brother she knew..

Seeing that he had achieved his goal, Huo Yao immediately reached out and grabbed her earlobe in front of Xie Yu. He leaned over slightly, snorted, and asked coldly, "In the future, do you still dare to do this in front of your father?"

Huo Yao's heavy fatherly love made the little child feel like crying.

Ye sang lowered her head. "No, I don't dare."

Xie Yu said, "You're so young, but you already know how to run around and grow up. How can you..."

As he was mumbling, he suddenly seemed to have thought of something. He raised his head abruptly and was stunned. "Wait."

"Dad, Dad?"