Chapter 271 Dad is a thief! Stealing Hats
"What about sleeping?" Moss suppressed a laugh. "Won't your head feel stuffy if you sleep with a hat on?"
"It's not stuffy! You don't even need to take it off when you sleep! Baby, you have to wear it and dream about Sisi and the Big Bad Wolf!"
The little guy kept showing off, shaking his head and singing his own wolf song, until Nanchuan Shijue angrily asked Moss to throw him out.
Nanchuan Yusen couldn't hide his excitement. He ran around the house wearing the hat, showing off to every servant he met. He didn't take it off even when eating dinner, and carefully placed it on the stool beside the bathtub when taking a bath. He even wore it when sleeping.
Moss was a little worried. When the weather got hot, would the young master get prickly heat?
Will wearing it for a long time affect the development of brain bones?
Soon, Moss found that his worries were unnecessary——
Nanchuan Yusen was proud for only one night, and then his hat disappeared.
He clearly remembered to put it on his head before going to bed, but when he woke up, the hat was gone...
The little guy had messy hair and was standing barefoot on the cold floor. His face was flushed red and covered with tears and snot. He was crying loudly and gasping for breath.
He was spinning around frantically in the huge room, throwing all the pillows and quilts onto the floor, rummaging through every corner.
"Wow--!!! My hat! My wolf hat! It's gone! Wow--!!!"
Moss ordered the servants to conduct a thorough search, even searching under the bed three times.
The room was searched upside down, but the gray-brown wolf-head hat seemed to have disappeared from the face of the earth, without even a trace of fur left.
"Dad, give me back the hat Sisi gave me!" The little guy clenched his fists and banged on the door with all his strength.
The heavy study door was closed.
Nanchuan Shijue stood in front of the floor-length mirror, his tall figure looking particularly lonely and tense in the dim light.
And on his head, he was wearing a dark gray wolf-head hat!
The furry brim of his hat pressed against his black, cold hair, and his two majestic wolf ears stood upright, forming an extremely strange contrast with the gloom and rage emanating from him at the moment.
The hat was obviously designed for children, and it looked a bit cramped and ridiculous on the head of a grown man.
But he didn't care.
His dark blue pupils were as deep as a cold pond, and he was staring intently at a pile of photos spread out on the table.
It was a candid moment at the amusement park——
On the carousel, Nanchuan Yusen, wearing a wolf-head hat, smiled brightly at Ning Fengsheng outside the camera, looking very proud;
At the highest point of the pirate ship, the little guy opened his arms and screamed excitedly. Ning Fengsheng was beside him, with his long hair flying and a dazzling smile.
Inside the Ferris wheel, a small body nestled beside Ning Fengsheng, their heads, one large and one small, leaning against each other...
How many times had he tried every possible means, even resorting to a level of humility that he himself despised, to try to take her there!
Ning Fengsheng refused...
There were sharp cramps in my stomach, and it felt like it was on fire.
It was hard to tell whether it was because he hadn't eaten or drunk anything for a day, or because of the overwhelming bitterness and anger.
Nanchuan Shijue stared intently at the photo of Ning Fengsheng tenderly gazing at the little guy's profile...
She had never looked at him with such gentle eyes!
His fingers tightened unconsciously, and the photo paper crumpled into a ball in his palm.
"Master, why did you lock the door? Did you take the young master's hat?" Moss sighed. "It's useless for you to keep it. Give it back to the young master."
Nanchuan Shijue's eyes were sinister and cold, like a ferocious wolf locking onto its prey in the dark night—
Beneath the ferocious wolf-head hat brim is a face with cold and hard lines, handsome to the point of being fierce.
“No.”
Those two cold words shattered Nanchuan Yusen's last glimmer of hope.
After a brief pause, the sobbing suddenly rose to a terrifying octave, mixed with angry accusations: "Liar! Daddy is a thief! He stole the hat! Give it back to me! Sisi gave it to me! Give it back to me!!"
This war caused by hats lasted from early morning to dusk.
Nanchuan Yusen showed amazing persistence and destructive power.
He refused to eat anything. When he was tired of crying, he would rest for a while, and then continue crying after accumulating strength. The whole villa was shrouded in his sad and angry demonic voice.
His voice was hoarse, his eyes were swollen like peaches, and his little face was covered with traces of tears and dried snot.
He was like a little tail. As soon as he saw the figure of Nanchuan Shijue, he would immediately rush over, hug his legs, and cry and beg with all his strength:
"Daddy... Daddy... Please... give the hat back to me... Be good, baby... Be obedient, baby... I won't be naughty anymore... Woohoo... Please give the hat that Sisi gave me back to me, okay... Daddy..."
The hot tears penetrated the fabric of his trousers and burned Nanchuan Shijue's skin.
By the evening, the scorching temperature not only did not subside, but became more and more intense.
The little face was burning red and the lips were chapped.
The crying gradually weakened and turned into uncomfortable, intermittent sobs.
"Ouch... It's so hot... Sisi... Baby is feeling uncomfortable..."
Moss was in a panic. There was only one suspect -
Who else could it be besides the young master? He couldn't have just flown away into thin air.
He knew that the young master was childish, but he greatly underestimated the extent of his childishness!
The family doctor came and went, and the diagnosis was a high fever caused by a combination of anger and cold.
I gave him antipyretics and tried physical cooling, but the effect was not great.
The little fellow was delirious with fever, but he kept muttering obsessively, "Maomao... Sisi gave it to me..."
Nanchuan Shijue's face turned cold, he rubbed his eyebrows irritably, and left Nanchuan Mansion without saying a word.
An hour later.
He came back holding a brand new paper bag with the logo of a well-known toy brand printed on it.
"Young Master, I found your hat. Is it this one?!"
Moss took the paper bag thrown by the young master and took out a furry hat, also in the shape of a wolf's head, trying to get away with it.
The little guy struggled to open his heavy eyelids.
The big eyes blurred by the burning tried to focus, just one glance, just one glance——
"No!! This isn't a gift from Sisi! It's different! Not at all! Bad dad! Waaaaaaa——!"
He swept the fake hat away fiercely!
"It's different?" Nanchuan Shijue sneered, his thin lips curled up in an extremely cruel arc, "Who wants your ugly hat?"
He paused deliberately, and pronounced each syllable with great emphasis, carrying a deep desire for destruction.
"Master, stop pretending. It was you who took it, right? Can you bear to let the young master get sick with such a high fever? Just give it back to him!" Moss really couldn't bear it anymore.
Nanchuan Shijue's face froze: "I threw it away a long time ago."
Nanchuan Yusen widened his eyes in disbelief.
"--like garbage. Throw it into the trash can and dump it into the garbage station." He said lightly.
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