Chapter 144: Saying Something Which You Don’t Mean It

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

“Why should I be afraid of you?” Little Tong Hua was baffled.

When Little Master had been kidnapped, his mummy could reach the war scene in three seconds. What should he be afraid of?

A cla.s.sic case of one who was arrogant due to the love and indulgence of one’s master.

On the contrary, the one who was pampered did not admit it and felt that he was an eyesore.

Ye Ling narrowed his eyes. “If it was not for the fact that my little princess’s heart was in your chest, I would have already chopped you.”

He would never allow anyone to challenge his authority like that.

Even if it was a child.

He did not have any respect for the elderly or love for the young.

“If not for the fact that you were my brother’s foster daddy, I would not even give you one glance.” Little Tong Hua refused to admit he was inferior.

Come to show off your power?

Little Master is not the least bit afraid.

Ye Ling smiled coldly. He had gotten restless. This child is really an eyesore.

For the first time, he felt that someone could become such an eyesore.

I’ll kill him.

Hate him so much anyway.

A sound of cras.h.i.+ng came from the kitchen. Little Tong Hua jumped up.

“Oh no, my soup.” Tong Hua ran to the kitchen. The fragrant smell of cooked food drifted from the kitchen into the tip of Ye Ling’s nose. His nerves, which had tightened, suddenly loosened up. He heaved a sigh of relief. Sometimes, he could not control his fierce desires. Once he had an obsession, he would not be able to soothe himself and would only be thinking of taking action.

Little Tong Hua did not have the slightest idea that he had come so close to the brink of death.

Ye Ling suddenly closed his eyes.

He should be afraid of me.

He thought.

Everyone should be afraid of me.

Including Shen Qianshu. It was right for her to be afraid of me.

Perhaps, there would be one day where he would open his eyes and get both Shen Qianshu and her son killed. But he would not be aware of it and would not have any memories.

It was like that time when he woke up and saw the battered Shen Qianshu. It was the first time he was frightened until his blood turned cold.

He did not have any memories of the brutality.

But he had caused her to lie in the hospital for so many days, and she had nearly died.

She was obviously sweet like caramel cake and was the only one he felt was pleasing to his eyes and the only one he wanted to keep by his side and keep listening to her talk. But he had nearly caused her death. It was only right that she was afraid of him.

These seven years he had been undergoing treatment. Luther told him a while ago, “Young Master, you have a little princess.”

For the sake of his little princess, he had been undergoing treatment.

The psychiatrist had stimulated a very realistic scene and repeatedly stimulated the image of him losing control and killing Shen Qianshu and little princess in front of his eyes.

The doctor said, “Mr. Ye, if you are not able to control your condition, they will die.”

He saw himself killing Shen Qianshu and little princess repeatedly.

He wanted to stop it and protect with his life.

But that fierce beast was stepping on his body and a.s.saulting him, beating him up until he had bruises all over his body.

Everyone should be afraid of him.

Little Tong Hua was in the midst of boiling bones soup for Shen Qianshu. He had been boiling since he came back from school. It had been over two hours. The bones soup was thick and fragrant. He had thrown in lotus roots together with lily, kelp, chestnuts, yam, and food to cook. The fragrance from the kitchen became even richer.

This fragrance was his lifesaver.

Ye Ling’s fiery blood slowly cooled down.

Smells really nice.

He was hungry.

Little Tong Hua glanced at Ye Ling once. He was in the living room closing his eyes slightly, and Tong Hua did not know what he was doing. He hummed, opened the refrigerator again, washed a plate of chestnuts and lotus roots, poured them in, and thought for a while. So big, must be a big eater.

Little Tong Hua took out the noodles again and put them into the bones soup. When the noodles were moderately soft, he scooped them out, sprinkled some chopped green onions, fried poached eggs, grilled some slices of marbled steak again, and placed them on top of the noodles. He made three servings of noodles.

The dinners he had with Shen Qianshu were usually very simple.