Guide the Villain Father to Be Virtuous - Chapter 85
Chapter 85: Draw A Turquoise For Daddy (2)
“Daddy, it can’t be cleaned.”
Huo Suicheng didn’t really have the intention to let her wash the clothes. He was just using the opportunity to teach her a lesson.
“Do you understand your wrong-doing?”
Huo Xiaoxiao nodded.
Huo Suicheng finally let her go. He picked her up, washed the foam on her hands under the faucet, and said in a low voice, “No more paintings on Daddy’s clothes next time, okay?”
Huo Xiaoxiao nodded again.
After such an incident, Huo Xiaoxiao was in a daze. She did not eat much for dinner.
When Old Master Huo saw her, he asked Huo Suicheng, “What did you say when you brought her up?”
Huo Suicheng swallowed the food in his mouth and said, “Early this morning, she gave me a shirt from the dressing room and put it on for me. I didn’t pay attention and went with the flow. Only when I arrived at the company did I find out that she had drawn a tortoise on my back. I just taught her a lesson.”
“Tortoise? Just because of this?”
Huo Suicheng nodded. “This is not a trivial matter. You spoil her too much, and that’s why she’s getting more and more naughty.”
Old Master Huo put down his chopsticks and looked at Huo Xiaoxia. “Xiaoxiao, come here. Let Grandpa hold you.”
Huo Xiaoxiao looked at Huo Suicheng timidly and got into Old Master Huo’s arms.
Just as she got into his embrace, she couldn’t stop herself from crying.
It was as if a dam had broken. Gradually, she could no longer suppress her emotions under the caress and comfort of Old Master Huo and let out a loud cry.
She raised her head and pointed at Huo Suicheng with tears on her face. “Daddy… made me, made me wash his clothes. The tortoise, the tortoise is gone.”
“Washing clothes?”
Huo Suicheng: “She got it dirty, so shouldn’t she wash it herself?”
Old Master Huo, with a blaming gaze, looked at Huo Sui Cheng, “You… you…!”
“Grandpa, the tortoise… the tortoise is gone!”
“It’s okay, it’s okay, don’t cry. Since your dad doesn’t like it, then next time, don’t draw for him. Grandpa loves it. Xiaoxiao, just draw it for Grandpa then.”
Huo Suicheng looked puzzled. Before he could ask, Old Master Huo held Huo Xiaoxiao and left the dinner table.
Uncle Chen understood the situation and sighed. “Why didn’t Young Master make the situation clear first?”
“What happened?”
Uncle Chen brought two clothes over and spread them on the sofa.
One was a small white T-shirt, while the other was Old Master Huo’s white shirt. There were two naive little turtles painted on the back.
“These are all painted by Xiaoxiao. From Xiaoxiao’s explanation, she wants the parents and child to wear the same outfit.”
“…Tortoise drawing?”
“Yesterday, Xiaoxiao watched an adventure of the tortoise. Inside, there was a tortoise grandfather who was over a thousand years old. She said that she wished that Old Master Huo and you could live like the tortoise grandfather, until a thousand years old.”
Huo Suicheng was speechless for a while. His throat seemed to be choked, and he couldn’t say a word.
“Xiaoxiao is still young, so she doesn’t understand that her way of doing is wrong. But her intentions are good; how could you let her wash the shirt?”
Remembering how he had forced her just now, the aggrieved eyes, and the tears that fell in the basin, Huo Suicheng had mixed feelings. He had never had guilt in his heart.
The crying noise in the living room intensified.
Uncle Chen tried to persuade him. “Young Master, go and coax her.”
Although Huo Suicheng was holding the chopsticks in his hand, how could he still have the mood to eat? In the end, he put down the chopsticks and got up.
Huo Xiaoxiao cried bitterly, almost boring a hole in the roof with her screams.
“Okay, stop crying. Let’s no longer paint for Daddy; paint for Grandpa only in the future. He doesn’t like it, but Grandpa loves it a lot.”
Old Master Huo glared at Huo Suicheng, his eyes signaling that he could not coax her.
Huo Suicheng stretched out his hand and wanted to hug Huo Xiaoxiao, but when she turned her head and saw that it was him, she quickly got into Old Master Huo’s arms. She held onto his neck firmly and did not let go, crying all the while. “I don’t want Daddy! Daddy, go away!”
Huo Suicheng’s hands stopped in midair with embarrassment.
“Okay, then don’t go to Daddy.”
“I hate Daddy!”
“Okay, we’ll ignore him!”