The Fake Daughter Is Not Innocent

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Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

Xiao Ying did not panic and told him the excuse she had prepared in her heart.

"Brother, my parents aren't home. The nanny bullied me, so I ran away. Don't send me back."

Cheng Yang didn't believe her obvious lie at all.

However, when he thought about the first time he met her, he recalled the attitude her parents had shown towards her.

Cheng Yang frowned. At Xiao Ying's tenth birthday party, he had helped her.

It was precisely because Xiao Ying had the same experience as him that her parents did not like her.

Cheng Yang's heart softened for a moment. "Then you'll go back with me?"

Hearing himself say this, Cheng Yang was stunned.

For some reason, every time he saw this girl, he seemed to feel an emotion that did not belong to him.

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Xiao Ying was elated, but she still pretended to hesitate.

"I don't think that's a good idea. Won't I disturb you?" Afraid that Cheng Yang would go back on his word, Xiao Ying quickly continued, "But since you're so sincere in inviting me, I'll agree."

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After speaking for a long time, she let out a long sigh of relief.

Cheng Yang glanced at the corners of Xiao Ying's mouth, seeing that they were about to reach her ears.

A smile also appeared on his face, but it was fleeting.

Soon, they returned to Cheng Yang's temporary apartment.

After entering the house, Cheng Yang started to feel troubled.

He had accidentally brought back a child. Now, he felt a bit weird.

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Cheng Yang frowned as he looked at Xiao Ying's small arms and legs. She didn't want him to coax her to sleep, did she? There was a hint of disdain in his eyes.

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Xiao Ying and Cheng Yang stared at each other in the living room. She saw that Cheng Yang was staring at her but did not intend to speak.

Afraid that she would be chased out, Xiao Ying spoke first.

"I won't disturb you. As long as you give me a room, I'll wash up and sleep by myself."

In order to prove her words, Xiao Ying took off her little yellow duck backpack.

Her chubby little hands reached inside.

In front of Cheng Yang, she pulled out a towel, a small washcloth, an eye mask, a washbasin, skincare cream, a cloth doll…

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He watched as Xiao Ying continued to take out items.

Cheng Yang looked at the small backpack and raised his eyebrows. How did this small backpack fit so much junk inside?

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"You were all prepared to come back with me? How did you know I was at the club? And last time, back at the Wang family's backyard, you were also looking for me, right?"

Xiao Ying paused and silently stuffed the things she had just taken out back inside the bag.

Cheng Yang was right. She had already decided to stay at his house.

Xiao Ying's excuses for meeting with Cheng Yang were full of holes.

She was not surprised that Cheng Yang figured it out, but she could not answer his question.

"I can sleep on the couch."

With that, she grabbed her backpack pitifully and walked towards the couch in the living room.

She looked like she couldn't bear the burden and walked very slowly, paying attention to Cheng Yang's reaction as she walked.

He looked at the pretentious girl and winced.

He picked up a bottle of facial cleansing milk that she had pulled out of her bag.

After taking a few glances, he passed it to Xiao Ying.

"Eh? It's yours? A kid like you uses this too?"

Xiao Ying snatched the milk from Cheng Yang's hand.

Initially, she thought that he had stopped her because he couldn't bear for her to stay on the couch.

She said resentfully, "Women have to take care of themselves even when they're young."

"Women, heh." Cheng Yang sized up Xiao Ying's small body and snorted lightly. Before Xiao Ying could retort, he said, "I'm not going to abuse a little brat. Go to that room and sleep. You'd best not make any noise."

Ignoring Cheng Yang's threat, Xiao Ying looked at him in surprise.

"Brother, I knew you were a good person."

Xiao Ying clung onto Cheng Yang's arm.

The voice of the amulet kept ringing in her head.

"Energy replenishment has accelerated…"

She didn't know if it was just her imagination, but ever since she finished the stock trading course, the closer she got to Cheng Yang, the more comfortable she felt.

Leaning against Cheng Yang tightly, Xiao Ying closed her eyes in satisfaction.