"What do you mean to her?"

“My husband, I am her husband.”

Little Radish Head didn't know the meaning of "orphan," and she wasn't very clear about her identity and status.

She just relapsed into her old habit of speaking like a model adult.

Ji Yan did not correct the little boy, nor did she think that the child was being disrespectful.

According to Chen Bao's son, His Majesty is a very good person; he is true to his word when it comes to playing marbles!

Others might not believe it, but Little Radish Head did.

The guy in black is so handsome!

He must be a really good person!

Ji Yan looked down at the audacious little rascal, "Why?"

Why? Little Radish Head was stunned by the tyrant's question.

My husband is my husband!

Why are there so many questions?

Little Radish Head sighed, lamenting how stupid the adults were, asking a five-year-old such a question.

Sigh, being a kid these days is so tiring.

The little radish head shook its head, and its loose bun swayed back and forth.

She walked back and forth a couple of times with her hands behind her back like a little adult, and said seriously, "Because Daddy is Mommy's husband, Mommy only hugs Daddy when she cries. Fairy hugged you too. Mommy said that apart from parents, only Nannan's husband can hug Nannan."

This clearly shows that she remembered Shen Jiao's fake crying while hugging the tyrant at Zui Shan Xuan.

Children's logic is simple; it doesn't involve many twists and turns.

Apart from her parents, she could only be held by her husband.

That fairy can only be held by her husband, no problem!

Absolutely no problem!

Ji Yan shook the dust off the sack, disgustedly pulled Little Radish Head's sleeve to wipe her hands, and opened it up.

"Nonsense, come in here yourself."

“That makes sense!” Little Radish Head raised his head to argue.

She can be very stubborn at times, and the nannies and wet nurses in the courtyard are afraid to talk to her easily.

Because after only a few words, the nannies would clutch their chests, saying they couldn't breathe properly.

"Tell me, would you be willing to let someone else hug the fairy?"

Little Radish Head solemnly stood inside the sack, and kindly helped the Tyrant hold the edge of the sack so that Ji Yan could tie it.

Ji Yan remained indifferent and refused to speak.

Little Radish sighed, looking confused and disagreeing.

"Look, look, look at you adults, you're so strange. When your secrets are exposed, you pretend to be silent."

Ji Yan said fiercely, "You talk too much, can't you shut up?"

Immersed in the tyrant's good looks and completely oblivious to his tone, the little radish head said, "I know, the nannies often say I talk too much, but aren't mouths meant to be used for talking? How can I talk if I shut up?"

How dare a mere brat challenge a ruthless tyrant who kills without blinking an eye? This is outrageous!

If Wang Fu and Li Wanglai had seen this scene, they would have been utterly astonished.

What's most shocking is that, despite Ji Yan's gloomy demeanor, he didn't show any signs of danger, like snapping someone's neck, when faced with the ignorant and arrogant little brat.

The tyrant refused to admit that he had gradually developed humanity; his explanation was—

The main purpose is to give the little radish head as a gift to the frizzy hamster; it's fresher when it's lively and jumping around.

"Hey, my husband, do you know why I'm crying while hugging you?"

The tyrant neither knew nor wanted to know.

Little Radish continued, "Mother said that you can only cry freely to people you trust."

A five-year-old child has not yet experienced the complexities of society and is unaware of its darker aspects; obviously, he is unaware of the concept of "pretending to be something he's not."

It's rare to find a chat buddy like this. Little Radish Head can't keep his mouth shut at all. Luckily, Ji Yan had knocked out all the servants in the courtyard before she arrived.

Otherwise, I'm afraid the entire Guan family would have been drawn over.

"The fairy trusts you, Mother trusts Father, Father is Mother's husband, and you are the fairy's husband!"

trust?

Ji Yan's fingers, which were tied together, paused slightly. Jiao Jiao... trusted him?

"By the way, what are you doing to me?" Little Radish Head finally remembered to ask about his situation.

She was pulled out of the sack, with only her fluffy little head showing.

Despite her pitiful situation, her innocent and romantic expression made her seem adorable.

Ji Yan suddenly had the urge to scare the child, and he said in a sinister voice, "Kidnapping."

"Kidnapping?" Little Carrot Head exclaimed. "Kidnapping and giving her to a fairy?"

“Yes.” Ji Yan looked at her terrified expression with satisfaction.

Then, Little Radish Head said in a clear voice, "But you forgot to tie my hands."

Ji Yan: "..."

Little Carrot Head was very principled: "Grandma said that when a child slave sells a child, her hands are tied up!"

Ji Yan coldly replied, "I refuse."

Little Radish Head: "Then this isn't a perfect kidnapping."

Ji Yan: "No, then it's not."

The tyrant has done everything from murder and arson to kidnapping a little rascal.

While the two, one big and one small, were struggling with whether or not to tie their hands, they finally attracted the attention of the servants from the Guan residence.

This is outrageous! This is utterly lawless!

These days, not only are the young lads handsome, but they're also incredibly bold; they even dare to kidnap children from the mansion!

The servant rushed over, brandishing a wooden stick: "Where did this little thief come from? Don't be afraid, Miss, I'm coming to save you!"

Little Radish Head panicked and forgot about tying her hands up or not; she was so anxious she was jumping up and down.

Don't save me! If you save me, I won't be able to go find the sweet and soft fairy!

"Quick, quick, let's run! He's catching up!"

Ji Yan picked up the sack and disappeared into the air.

The servant was so startled by these words that he staggered: "..."

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