Girl, let me check it out.

Fang Weihan likes this honest and smart little girl more and more.

"What do fathers and daughters usually do?"

The little guy came over, leaned quietly on Fang Weihan's arm, and asked curiously.

Fang Weihan looked at her curious expression and felt a little distressed.

I don’t know who this little girl’s father is. He could be so cruel as to abandon such a good child.

"Um...tell a story or something?"

In fact, Fang Weihan didn’t know either.

He had only been a father to his roommate before and had no children of his own, so how could he have any experience in this area?

"I have many stories here, do you want to hear them?"

Fang Weihan asked a little nervously.

It’s still early, so I can still stay with this little girl for a while.

"Listen."

The little girl's eyes sparkled.

She moved closer to him, leaning against him like a big doll.

Ever since she called him daddy, Fang Weihan clearly felt that her relationship with him had become much closer.

"Well then... let me think about what story to tell."

Fang Weihan thought about it and decided to tell her some fairy tales first.

I think kids will like to hear this.

"A long, long time ago, in the far west, outside the rule of the Great Zhou Dynasty, there was a kingdom. In the kingdom there was a princess named Snow White..."

Fang Weihan told the little girl his own localized version of the Snow White story.

The little girl listened carefully to the whole story.

"Hmm...what a perfect story."

The little girl commented with great interest.

"But it's like a wreath woven from rusty iron sheets. It looks beautiful, but in fact it always appears with bloodshed and death."

Fang Weihan: "..."

I knew that this little guy definitely has some antisocial tendencies.

"Tangtang, you can't think like that."

Fang Weihan educated her earnestly.

"There are still many good people in this world. You can't lose hope in this world."

The little girl blinked her eyes, looking somewhat innocent and cute.

"But I think there are still many bad people in this world."

She persisted in her opinion.

"When you can't tell whether that person is a good person or a bad person, you should treat him as a good person in your heart and treat him as a bad person in your actual actions. Do you understand?"

Fang Weihan tried to explain the matter to her.

Believing in the beauty of the world and recognizing its dark nature are not contradictory.

The little girl's eyes flickered, but she didn't respond to his words.

"What if we meet a bad guy?"

she asked softly.

There was an imperceptible sadness and pity in his tone.

"Tell me if you see a bad guy, and I'll take care of him for you."

Fang Weihan quickly patted his chest and made a promise.

"Don't look at my young age, but I am a cultivator after all, and I am very powerful."

When he said this, the feeling of disobedience in his heart became even stronger.

I told a child not to underestimate his age?

Why is this so strange?

This is equivalent to returning to the palace and saying to Mr. Zhao:

"Second Master, even though I'm so old, I can still eat a lot."

This guy should be beaten to death by Master Zhao, right?

The little girl looked at his serious expression and couldn't help laughing out loud.

She pressed her face against Fang Weihan's arm again.

The little girl likes this feeling of leaning on him and being able to rely on him.

This was something she had never experienced in her daily life.

"Why don't I tell Daddy the story of my mother?"

The little girl spoke.

Fang Weihan: "?"

"Why are you telling me about your mother?"

He asked in some disbelief, and suddenly had some bad guesses.

"Do you still want me to marry your mother?"

"Not really."

The little girl shook her head gently, her eyes looking at the hem of her pink skirt, her gaze somewhat wandering.

"I just... want Daddy to understand me a little better."

"After all, I don't know who to talk to about these things."

She said in a low voice.

Fang Weihan sighed.

"Tell me, I want to hear it. It seems that even if you really want me to marry your mother, I have to listen..."

He rubbed the top of the little girl's head unhappily.

"Thank you."

The little girl broke into a smile.

"My mother is a young lady from a wealthy family. She has lived a life of luxury since she was a child. In addition to her daily studies and play, she, like many other young ladies, fantasizes about meeting her ideal husband."

The little girl said softly.

"Later, she met a young man. With his sweet talk and handsome appearance, he quickly won her heart. My mother thought her love had finally come."

"She asked her family to let her marry this young man."

"My mother's family originally disagreed, but they could not bear my mother's pleading, and even threatened to die. In the end, they had no choice but to agree."

"This young man is my...father."

She paused slightly when she said the word "father".

"You are the father, unlike him."

The little girl patted the back of his hand comfortingly.

Fang Weihan: "..."

"I think you can probably guess what happened later."

The little girl sighed.

"That young man had no feelings for my mother in the first place. He just had his eyes on my mother's family power."

"After they got married, they lived their own lives. He found many women, and my mother saw it all, but she couldn't stop him. We just had to get by day by day."

"The only surprise was my appearance."

She shook her head, looking very lonely.

This is a typical story of a love-brained young lady and a scumbag. I suggest putting this in the female channel.

Give it a title like "Traveling Through Time with a Love-Brained Aristocratic Daughter, Beating Up the Scumbag Online", and you will definitely gain a group of fans.

Fang Weihan now understood why she didn't know what the word "daddy" meant.

She may really have never called him daddy since she was a child.

After all, it was not surprising that her father, who ignored even her mother, maintained an insignificant attitude towards his own daughter.

"So...why does your mother bring you to Tianjie so often?"

He asked tentatively, stroking the top of the little girl's head.

"My mother was confined by him. She can hardly go out on weekdays. She was able to go out a few times in the past few days. She wanted to go shopping in Tianjie, so I followed her out."

She explained softly.

"What on earth is your father? Who is he? Tell me, and I'll teach him a lesson."

Fang Weihan summoned out Liuming and held it in his hand, saying with murderous intent on his face.

Hearing this, the little girl glanced at him inconspicuously, with a hint of smile in her eyes.

"Goodbye, the matter between my mother and him has long been a done deal, and Daddy can't change it no matter what he does."

"I just ask you to stay with me more."

"If you hadn't appeared, I'm afraid I don't know how long these things would stay in my heart."

The little guy said somewhat sadly.

"Don't think about those bad things. I'll tell you something fun."

Fang Weihan put the Luminous Sword in his hand into hers.

"Help me hold the sword."

he said casually.

The little girl obediently hugged the long sword which was longer than her upper body, and touched the sword tassel which felt very good.

She particularly liked the feel of the sword tassel, which felt as smooth as the fur of some small animal.

"Let me tell you a story about a boy on a snowy mountain and his animal friends."

Fang Weihan said seriously.

He used up all his reserve of bad jokes.

In the previous life, if these things were used without any beginning or end to make such a ridiculous joke, they might be ridiculed by others and appear very awkward.

But people are different, and this kind of joke, when told by the right person, can often really make others laugh.

In this era when entertainment was underdeveloped, the little girl had never heard such a variety of jokes from later generations. In addition, the exaggerated expressions and tone used by Fang Weihan were so funny that she couldn't stop laughing after a while.

"That's right. You'll look prettier if you smile more. You always have a stern face. You don't look like a girl of your age at all."

Fang Weihan pinched her cheek.

"Well, I'll smile more."

The little girl smiled and agreed.

But she didn't say to smile more at anyone.

Smiling is a useless expression that can only be used with people close to you.

"I'm going on a long trip these days and will be back in a few days."

Fang Weihan suppressed the smile on his face and spoke softly.