"Hey, you're too fierce. I don't want you to be my stepdad, absolutely not."
Little Monkey pretended to be angry, lowered his head, pursed his lips, and looked puffed up.
Ye Que squinted his eyes and reached out to tug his ear.
"Speak," he said coldly, his voice carrying a commanding presence without anger.
Little Monkey winced from the pain and wailed, complaining to Chi Zaozao, "Mommy, look, look! You two aren't even together yet, and he's already bullying me. If you do get together, he'll definitely hit me every day."
Chi Zaozao: "..."
"You brat, do you believe I'll really smack you? Now tell me, how did you know?" Ye Que asked coldly, showing he wasn't joking.
Little Monkey shot him a sharp glance, utterly shaken by his father's overwhelming presence.
He relented and mumbled grudgingly, "You think I'm like Chi Zaozao, Grandpa, and Grandma, who only look at the surface?"
"..."