Chapter 373 - He Stepped Hard on His Father's Crotch
“Han Feiyu, how do you want to die?”
Han Shaolin naturally wouldn't show panic. He glared at his own daughter with eyes as cold and sharp as a sword.
“It's just a joke. Why is Sect Leader Han arguing with a kid like me?”
Han Feiyu, unfazed by Han Shaolin, calmly turned the gun towards Xu Moyu. However, she aimed it not at him but at Xu Mochen, who was in Xu Moyu's arms.
Xu Mochen, who had just stopped crying after being hit by the gun, was so frightened that his eyes began to tear up again. Just as he was about to cry, Han Feiyu suddenly said, “Cry! Maybe I'll pull the trigger.” She spoke these dangerous words with an innocent and cute face.
Xu Mochen immediately held back his tears, looking at Han Feiyu with tear-filled eyes, feeling very innocent.
Han Feiyu rolled her eyes at Xu Mochen and lazily said, “You're really useless. You must be a child that Mom picked up.”
“Of course not, I'm not a child picked up by my mother. Xiao-Xiao is.”
Upon being told he was a picked-up child, Xu Mochen immediately stopped crying and retorted loudly.
“Alright then! Tell me, who do you resemble? Mom? Impossible! Sect Leader Han? Even more impossible!”
Han Feiyu acted as if she wanted to argue with Xu Mochen to the end, becoming serious with him.
“I, I'm like, I'm like...” But after a while, Xu Mochen couldn't say a single word because his personality really didn't resemble anyone.
She really did look like her mother, with a temper to match.
“If Sect Leader Han doesn't like me, then go ahead and hit me!” Han Feiyu even pushed her face closer to Han Shaolin's hand, daring him to strike. Out of his sight, she stuck her tongue out mischievously.
Xu Moyu saw Han Feiyu's expression clearly.
Xu Moyu smiled but remained silent. After all, it wasn't the first time he had seen Han Feiyu tease Han Shaolin.
However, he reminded Han Feiyu, “Xiao-Xiao, don't forget, Sect Leader Han is your dad, but he's also mine.”
He didn't warn her harshly nor sounded angry; instead, he smiled while addressing Han Feiyu.
“Got it, he's my mom's husband, so I can't keep bullying him. Mom will get angry.”
Han Feiyu said it like she was reciting a lesson, probably something she'd heard often from Xu Moyu!
“If mother wants to remarry, I will support her! A man like Sect Leader Han, who abandoned his wife early on, is too unpromising, only knowing how to fawn over his wife.” Then, Han Feiyu added something else, not looking like she was joking. She would dare to say this even if Han Shaolin was present, showing she was fearless.
The way she addressed her mother was actually quite amusing. Since Han Feiyu first called her “Mom,” she couldn't change it, so Xu Mochen followed suit.
Initially, Xu Moyu would correct them both, but over time, he got used to it. Since Han Feiyu didn't change, there was nothing he could do.
“Your mother remarried? Who would dare to marry her? Besides me?”
Han Shaolin didn't get angry; instead, he scoffed. After all, who else but him could tolerate Xu Moyu stepping on his head and trailing behind her all day long?