What to Do If I Become the Villain's Daughter

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Huo Yueze and his little sister lovingly shared an entire small strawberry cake.

Huo Xiaozheng reminded him coolly, "It's almost 7 o'clock. If you start now, you can still catch the bus."

Huo Yueze let out a loud "Ow!" as he suddenly remembered he had to take the bus to school today.

He rushed into the bedroom to wash up and change, then bolted to the entryway to put on his shoes. His frantic behavior nearly caused a whirlwind in the house.

Huo Ning was somewhat dumbfounded.

"Daddy, can't we drive brother to school?" she asked, tilting her head back to look up at him.

Huo Xiaozheng's face was cold and stern: "No, running is good for your brother's physical and mental health."

"Oh." Huo Ning thought about it and figured that made sense, so she didn't push further.

All morning, Huo Yueze had been basking in his sister's approval. Now, he couldn't hear any of the cold words directed at him.

He cheerfully waved to Huo Ning: "I'll be there in no time! Don't worry, sis. Bye-bye, I'll come see you on the weekend!"

Huo Ning smiled brightly and waved back: "Bye-bye, brother!"

Huo Xiaozheng narrowed his eyes. This display of affection was making him uncomfortable.

It seemed it was time to ask his older brother to sign Huo Yueze up for more classes.

Huo Jing, who had been observing coldly from the sidelines, was surprised to see Huo Xiaozheng's rare display of emotion. She turned to look at the little dumpling waving foolishly, lost in thought.

"Aunt Xu took the day off. You should go back to the old house for breakfast," Huo Xiaozheng said, turning his attention to Huo Jing after chasing away his nephew.

Huo Jing laughed sarcastically: "I suppose your chef just happened to take the day off too?"

"That's right," Huo Xiaozheng replied with a straight face.

Before Huo Ning came, there had always been a professional chef in Huo Xiaozheng's villa. The chef's surname was He, and he was responsible for Huo Xiaozheng's three meals a day.

But because of Huo Xiaozheng's workaholic nature, this chef often found himself idle at home. Over time, he stopped staying at the villa and instead studied at a star-rated restaurant while waiting for the housekeeper's call.

So, technically, Huo Xiaozheng wasn't lying.

"Daddy, does this mean I won't get to eat Uncle He's baked lobster with supreme stock tonight?" Huo Ning asked, a bit disappointed.

Huo Xiaozheng, who had just claimed the chef was on leave, now faced his daughter's innocent question without fear: "Daddy will take you to a restaurant to eat."

Huo Jing let out a cold laugh, realizing that Huo Xiaozheng had no intention of being reasonable at the moment.

Huo Xiaozheng ignored her.

With Aunt Xu absent, the task of grooming and dressing Huo Ning fell to Huo Xiaozheng.

Huo Ning was quite capable, able to wash up and dress herself.

However, because her hair was a bit long, she had difficulty styling it on her own.

"Ouch..." Huo Ning took a sharp breath. "Daddy, that hurts a little."

Huo Xiaozheng, standing at nearly 190 cm tall, was holding the little girl's hair as if facing a formidable task. One hand gripped the comb, carefully brushing downwards.