As soon as Little Lychee entered the bedroom, she saw her father pick up a nearby blanket and cover her mother completely.
He was slowly buttoning up his shirt, looking as if he had just woken up.
Little Lychee quickly ran to their bedside and asked Pei Chiyao, "Daddy, Daddy! What are you doing? Did you just wake up from a nap?"
Pei Chiyao replied without blushing or showing any sign of nervousness, "Yes, did you just wake up too, sweetheart?"
Little Lychee nodded, completely forgetting about the chocolate incident from earlier. The little one stretched out her soft, chubby arms, reaching out to Pei Chiyao and cooing, "Daddy, carry me."
This gesture from his daughter instantly melted Pei Chiyao's heart.
He lifted her up without hesitation, looking at Little Lychee's face that bore an 80% resemblance to Zhi Yao's. Pei Chiyao's heart felt as warm as a clear spring.
He chuckled softly and said, "Sweetie, Mommy is sleeping. Shall we go outside? Let's not disturb her."
However, Little Lychee was quite clever. She immediately saw through Pei Chiyao's lie, "You're fibbing! I saw Mommy moving when I came in. She's not sleeping at all!"
Moreover, when she was outside the door, she had heard Daddy and Mommy talking!
Though she couldn't make out what they were saying.
Pei Chiyao smoothly adapted, "Oh, that was just Mommy turning over in her sleep. Don't you want Mommy to rest well? She just got back from outside and has been tired all day. Doesn't Little Lychee care about Mommy?"
Hearing this, Little Lychee began to hesitate.
She didn't want Mommy to feel unwell.
"But, but..."
Just as Little Lychee was having an internal struggle, Pei Chiyao stood up with her in his arms, ready to leave the room.
In the blink of an eye, Little Lychee transformed into a little fox and quickly wriggled out of Pei Chiyao's arms, diving straight into the blankets.
She shouted as she ran, "Mommy, Mommy, I missed you so much!"
She couldn't take it anymore! She was craving Mommy's affection!
If she couldn't hug and kiss Mommy right now, Little Lychee felt like she would die of discomfort.
Her little body burrowed around under the blanket, eventually pushing it open.
Their eyes met, and the situation became extremely awkward.
Before Zhi Yao could speak, the satisfied and content expression on Little Lychee's face suddenly changed to shock, concern, and fear when she saw the blue and purple marks on Mommy's body.
"Mommy, Mommy, what happened to you?" Zhi Yao was only wearing a spaghetti strap dress.
She hurriedly grabbed the blanket, trying to cover her body.
But before she could make a move, Little Lychee in her arms burst into tears, "Mommy, Mommy, what's going on? Who hit you?"
She cried while gently sniffing Zhi Yao's body, but to her surprise, not only did she fail to detect any unfamiliar scent, she only smelled Pei Chiyao's scent.
In an instant, Little Lychee stopped crying and looked at Pei Chiyao with a fierce glare.
"Bad Daddy! Bad Daddy! You hit Mommy! You're so mean, I hate you! I don't like you!" she wailed.
Pei Chiyao and Zhi Yao both knew Little Lychee had misunderstood. They didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Zhi Yao raised her hand to stroke the soft little one in her arms and said, "Baby, you've misunderstood. This wasn't done by Daddy."
"Impossible, impossible! There's only Daddy's scent on it! It must be Daddy!"
Her nose was very sensitive, and she could identify who it was just by smell.
She remembered a TV series she had watched with her grandmother recently, where a man abused his wife. That scene had become a traumatic memory for Little Lychee!
Thinking of this, Little Lychee became even more frightened, "You actually abused Mommy, I don't like you anymore."
The little one's eyes were red from crying, her chest heaving violently, but she still didn't forget to use her tiny body to shield Zhi Yao.
"I won't let you hit Mommy, I won't let you hurt Mommy! I'm going to take Mommy away, I'm going to take Mommy away from you!"
Although Zhi Yao found the whole situation somewhat ridiculous, seeing her daughter protect her so fiercely made her heart melt.
This was truly the daughter she had carried for ten months.
People say that daughters are closer to their fathers, but Zhi Yao had never worried about this.
Whether it was Fifteen or Little Lychee, they always unconditionally sided with her, loved her.
Zhi Yao glared at Pei Chiyao and said, "Hurry up and explain it clearly to her!"
It was all this culprit's fault. Because of his jealousy, he had tormented her several times, and he even forgot to lock the door, allowing Little Lychee to run in and see.
Zhi Yao was both embarrassed and angry.
Pei Chiyao took a deep breath and stepped forward, intending to pick up the little one, but unexpectedly, the little one swept her big tail and directly curled around Zhi Yao's neck.
Like a scarf, she used her two little paws to tightly hug Zhi Yao's slender neck, her whole fox body curled into a ball, making Zhi Yao feel ticklish.
Seeing her determined not to let go, Pei Chiyao sighed and said, "Little Lychee, is this the kind of person you think Daddy is?"
Little Lychee stared at Pei Chiyao with her big, bright eyes and said softly, "Brother said you're this kind of person! Brother said you like to bully Mommy the most!"
Pei Chiyao couldn't help but laugh angrily. In this family, his number one anti-fan was definitely Fifteen, who loved to disparage him and speak ill of him in front of Zhi Yao and Little Lychee at every opportunity. This way, he could gain the upper hand in the battle for Mom and sister's affection.
"Little Lychee, come here," Pei Chiyao reached out his hand towards her, "The marks on Mommy's body weren't caused by Daddy hitting her."
He patiently tried to explain.
But before he could finish, Little Lychee impatiently said, "How is that possible! You did hit my Mommy, I don't like you anymore, I don't want you to be my Daddy anymore, I want to take Mommy to marry that blonde big brother and let him be my Daddy."
Oh no, with these words, Zhi Yao knew that Little Lychee had definitely stepped on Pei Chiyao's landmine repeatedly.
She quickly covered her daughter's mouth with her hand and picked her up, saying, "Little Lychee, it really wasn't Daddy who hit me, these marks are... are..."
Zhi Yao stammered and mumbled, trying to explain, but after pondering for a while, she couldn't come up with any suitable words.
After all, how could she explain such a... delicate matter too clearly?
Pei Chiyao glanced at Zhi Yao and stepped in to continue the conversation: "This is because Mom usually doesn't exercise properly, so Dad was helping her work out, which led to this situation. When exercising, it's inevitable to get a few bumps and bruises, don't you think?"
Exercise?
Little Lychee's big eyes were filled with doubt.
Zhi Yao's cheeks instantly turned crimson. She shot a fierce glare at Pei Chiyao, about to scold him, but considering Little Lychee's presence, she held her tongue.
Little Lychee asked suspiciously, "Is that really true?"
