The Fake Daughter Is Not Innocent

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

"There is a man." Cheng Yang removed Xiao Ying's hands from her ears, and his low and magnetic voice sounded slowly. "He lives in a small wooden house. The small wooden house is in a deserted forest. There are many animals in this forest, and the man's neighbor is a cute monkey. This monkey bumped into a watermelon when he went out today."

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The redness in Xiao Ying's face faded with Cheng Yang's words.

She knew that she had misunderstood him.

"Little Monkey had never seen a watermelon before, so he has gone to look for other monkeys with the watermelon in his arms. The other monkeys have never seen one before either, so they don't know if this thing can be eaten."

Cheng Yang pretended to look at the book in his hand.

He even carefully blocked Xiao Ying from seeing anything she shouldn't.

Xiao Ying had never seen such a gentle and attentive air on Cheng Yang.

She stared blankly at his face.

Cheng Yang couldn't stop talking as he patted her head.

Xiao Ying came to her senses, and her face turned slightly red.

But it was different from being angered by Cheng Yang these few days.

Xiao Ying felt that her feelings for him had changed. It was not purely because of her soul.

"These monkeys can only take watermelon to the man…"

Hearing Cheng Yang's deep voice, Xiao Ying gradually relaxed her stiff body.

She fell asleep in his arms.

Cheng Yang noticed Xiao Ying the moment she fell asleep.

Cheng Yang couldn't help but smile as he looked at Xiao Ying's face, which was flushed from sleeping.

He recalled what she had said about acknowledging him as her godfather.

Cheng Yang suddenly felt that raising such a daughter would not be a bad thing after all.

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Cheng Yang, who suddenly felt like an old man, carried Xiao Ying back to her room with a rare gentleness.

He gently placed the person in his arms on the bed and covered her with a blanket.

Xiao Ying was sleeping soundly.

She had not slept for an entire night because of her lessons.

Now that she had fallen asleep, she naturally slumbered very soundly.

Cheng Yang stared at her for a long time.

The more he looked at her, the cuter she seemed. The more he looked at her, the more he felt that she should belong to his family.

He had the urge to ask the Xiao family to give her to him.

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However, he didn't want to make Xiao Ying unhappy. He could take it slow.

At this moment, Cheng Yang could not recall his previous behavior of chasing her away.

Xiao Ying slept until dinnertime.

It was clear that she had woken up from hunger.

Xiao Ying's first action after waking up was to touch her stomach.

She had not eaten lunch, and her empty stomach felt really uncomfortable.

Slowly, the memories returned.

She recalled how Cheng Yang had told her a story while she fell asleep.

Xiao Ying still felt strange.

Adding together her two lifetimes, she had almost reached forty years old. No one had ever told her a story.

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Xiao Ying did not have any objection to acknowledging Cheng Yang as her godfather.

Would such a gentle person really become a serial murderer?

As they had been getting along,

Xiao Ying's fear of Cheng Yang had unknowingly faded.

She started to doubt that Cheng Yang would become a murderer.

There must be something else going on.

Perhaps there was another possibility as to what he went through afterwards.

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Xiao Ying did not dare to continue thinking about this.

No matter what, she wanted to help him find out the truth.

She laughed at herself.

She had yet to take her revenge and was still thinking of helping Cheng Yang.

How could she help someone like him?

Knock, knock, knock.

The door suddenly opened and Cheng Yang's voice came from outside.

"Ying'er, are you awake? It's time to eat."

Xiao Ying quickly made affirmative noise and went to the washroom to wash up.

Walking out of the room, Xiao Ying smiled at Cheng Yang, who was waiting for her.

Their gazes seemed to have changed.

Xiao Ying was no longer against her soul body absorbing Cheng Yang's aura.

She seemed to have become very close to Cheng Yang.

Cheng Yang looked deeply at her and stroked her head.

She did not mention anything about how she felt special when she approached him.

She did not want to explain it yet.

He would not ask.

He would naturally understand when she wanted to tell him.

Sizzle—

The amulet suddenly emitted an electric sound, startling Xiao Ying.