Chapter 206 - Make a Joke!
“Who's feeling enthusiastic? I'm not really thrilled; I just prefer not to be associated with him.”
Shang Cijie attempted to modify his tone, but his eyes remained vacant, as he couldn't muster the courage to meet Shang Mingming's gaze.
“Oh, so that's the reason! It seems Xiaojie wants nothing to do with his estranged father! But what's peculiar? What's going on here?”
Shang Cijie, out of the corner of his eye, observed Shang Mingming swinging the short spear that Mu Sifa had discarded. The way he glanced at Shang Cijie, with his slanted eyes, made it seem as though Shang Cijie was a clever little ghost.
“Isn't this the short spear Mr. Moyu gave Xiaojie for self-defense?” Strange, isn't it? He feigned ignorance, looking around and then stroking his chin thoughtfully with his pinky finger.
Shang Cijie's face couldn't blush any further; he had to concede.
“Mingming is a rascal, just like your father. Is teasing me so enjoyable?” She grumbled at Shang Mingming briefly, then buried her face in her chest, using her displeased yet very soft voice to express her protest. Suddenly, the gentle and cute Shang Cijie returned.
“Who told Xiaojie not to tell me the truth? It's not my fault! Besides, Uncle Dark Demon should have already taught you self-defense! Taking down my blasted father won't be an issue. Furthermore, Xiaojie, you even drew your gun? If they don't act, they surely won't do anything!”
Ye Zichen twitched his mouth, eyeing Shang Cijie as if he were envious.
“If you can't do it, I'll assist you in shooting that wretched father in the thigh next time. I won't let him escape except for letting you berate and pummel him.” After all, Mr. Moyu taught me how to handle a lady's firearm; I can help you impart a lesson.”
“He's your dad, and you're ready to do that?” Shang Cijie pinched his cheek, but there was no anger, as if it were just spoken words.
“Humph! Who allowed him to treat Xiaojie poorly and insult Xiaojie? The person who harmed Xiaojie, even the sperm donor, can't get away with it.”
Shang Cijie blinked at Shang Mingming. “Sperm donor? Mingming, who taught you that term?”
Mr. Moyu? Impossible! How could Mr. Moyu teach Mingming such inappropriate language?
“Oh, Uncle Dark Yan!” He taught me.”
Liu Tie covered his face with his hands. It was only now that he realized that his son had not only been taught mischief by Xu Moyu but also influenced by Han Shaolin's subordinates.
“Mingming! From now on, we need to keep our distance from Uncle Hei Yan, okay?”
“Why?” asked Xiao Yumei, her big round eyes fixed on Shang Cijie.
Why? I wish I could explain it to you! But do you really understand? Shang Cijie sighed again.
“Anyway, don't get too close to Uncle Yin Yan. He might teach you strange things.”
“Alright!” Shang Mingming complied. However, he then turned back to the matter at hand, “How does Xiaojie plan to deal with my lousy dad? Do you need my assistance? I can be your sidekick!” His eyes gleamed with anticipation.
As Shang Cijie pondered this, his eyes momentarily lost focus.
Shang Mingming noticed this but playfully suggested with a grin, “Then why don't we get a little sister to play with me? We can run away with our sister when the time comes! We'll make this jerk of a dad search for us everywhere. He'll definitely be in a tight spot! We won't have time for classes; all we'll do is stay one step ahead and keep him worried, sound good?”
Initially, Shang Mingming seemed to be joking when he first brought this up. However, as he continued, he grew more and more excited, perhaps finding the idea extremely amusing!
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