To share your worries."

"I know, my dad is the greatest dad. He is as tall and majestic as Shennong Mountain. He is the strongest shield to protect the little cotton-padded jacket."

Le Yun rubbed her father's face. Her father had a hot temper and was impulsive, but he was a good father. He held up a sky for her with his not-so-broad shoulders. No matter what happened, he would use him to help her.

Those not-so-hard wings protected her.

"Well, Lele, if anything happens in the future, can you discuss it with your father?" Lele's father hugged his child, his heart was still very sore.

"Hmm, I will discuss things with dad in the future. In the past, it was because no one was watching dad and he was afraid that if you knew what happened, you would carry a knife and kill someone. Now that Aunt Feng is supervising dad, I don't have to worry about telling dad anything.

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"How could Dad be so impulsive? Dad is a civilized man. Do you think he would carry a knife and shout to kill like you?"

When Dad Le said that he was a civilized person, Zhou Qiufeng couldn't help laughing and burst into laughter: "Oh, look, these words are so tough. I heard the news that Chen Wu was arrested a few days ago, so he rushed out with a butcher's knife.

Isn't it you?"

Being brought down by his wife, Dad Le's face turned red with embarrassment: "You are wrong, it must not be me."

"Hey, I'm just guessing. My father hates evil very much. Whenever he hears the news, he will definitely want to kill Chen Wu with a knife."

Aunt Feng took advantage of her father, and Le Yun giggled: "Dad, now I finally understand why I always liked to fight with others with my fists. It turns out that I got the true inheritance from my father."

"No, no, Dad didn't always fight with others, shake his fists, and like to use force to deal with the little cotton-padded jacket." Dad Le firmly refused to admit that he was the one who brought up the child. When he was young, he had a temper that was more anxious than anything else.

He resorts to violence at every turn, and he definitely doesn't get into as many fights as Little Cotton Jacket.

"Yes, yes, it's the little cotton-padded jacket that likes to fight, it's the little cotton-padded jacket that likes to shake its fists, it's your girl who is better than her predecessors." Le Yun had no choice but to follow her father and stroke his hair.

Dad Le's puffy hair was smoothed out by the little cotton-padded jacket, and he rubbed the back of Zaizai's head, pretending that dust had gotten into his eyes, and while rubbing it gently, he hurriedly ran to wash his face.

Le Yun chased him to the door, poked his head out to take a look, and whispered to Aunt Feng: "My dad can't hide things, just cry out. Aunt Feng doesn't have to worry."
Chapter completed!