VHBF -Chapter 145 The School Tyrant Daddy (Part 7)

Shen Lian couldn’t really fall asleep and turned over.

With his back to the small little bundle on the inside of the bed.

The curtains weren’t fully drawn, and faint moonlight filtered in. Shen Lian felt inexplicably irritated.

He actually didn’t care much about the nonsense on the school forum. His fists were hard—if you had the guts, come say it to his face. If you didn’t, you could only hide behind people’s backs and yap nonsense. Shen Lian looked down on that kind of person.

He thought it over again and again, but couldn’t figure out why he was so annoyed.

But the thought he’d had earlier—of sending the kid away, sending her to the police station and letting the cops find her family—had quietly faded.

This kid was kind of pitiful.

Pitiful my—ass!

Shen Lian got up and ran outside, grabbed a bottle of mineral water and chugged it. Damn it, it was sweet enough to kill him!

Which idiot bought sweet milk powder?

Didn’t they know he hated sweet stuff the most?

The one responsible for purchasing supplies for Shen Lian’s apartment was a temporary auntie. Shen Lian decided that once it was daylight, he’d rehire someone with better sense!

After drinking sweet milk, Boss Shen Lian slept terribly all night. In the morning, he woke up with a pair of panda eyes, staring at the little dumpling.

The dumpling was sleeping soundly, more fragrant than anyone. She woke up right on time according to her biological clock, and the moment she opened her eyes, she saw Dad staring at her without blinking.

The dumpling widened her eyes, reached out her chubby little hand and pinched Dad’s face. “Good morning, Daddy!”

Shen Lian replied weakly, “Morning…”

He got out of bed and shuffled like a wandering soul into the bathroom to brush his teeth and wash his face, with a little tail following behind him.

The dumpling climbed onto a small stool, squeezed in next to Dad, took her own cartoon cup to get water, even squeezed toothpaste for herself. She bared her tiny millet teeth and grinned. “Daddy’s up so early today!”

“You didn’t even need Yinyin to wake you up.”

“Daddy’s so good!”

Shen Lian: “……”

He turned her face aside with one big hand. “Brush your teeth. Any more nonsense and I’ll— I’ll throw you into the trash can.”

The dumpling was shocked. “How did Daddy know Yinyin was thrown into a trash can?”

She remembered that when she woke up, she was inside a trash can. Uncle System said someone had thrown her in—so that person must’ve been a bad guy!

The dumpling told him about waking up in the trash can, climbing out, and then seeing Daddy. Shen Lian stopped and looked at her.

After recalling it all, the dumpling sighed seriously, “Trash cans are really great. Because of them, Yinyin found Daddy.”

Shen Lian: “……”

Which bastard did such a heartless thing and left him to pay the debt?!

Don’t let him catch them!

Shen Lian had never been very lucky. Even though he was that old fox’s son and never lacked food or drink, he felt he was pretty unlucky. Back when he skipped class, if others didn’t get caught, he definitely would. When fighting, others walked away fine, while he’d been caught red-handed by the police more than a few times—and even run into the old man on several occasions…

So, getting stuck with a kid while fighting and suddenly becoming someone’s dad for no reason—wasn’t that just par for the course?

Thinking that way and blaming it all on his bad luck, Shen Lian felt a bit better. When he had time, he’d go to a temple to pray for some blessings. Getting caught while fighting was fine, but please don’t let him run into another clingy little thing—one was more than enough!

After washing up, Shen Lian leaned against the doorway with his arms crossed, watching the kid clumsily wipe her face with a towel. After wiping clean, she jumped down and presented herself proudly, pointing at her cheek. “Yinyin is all clean!”

Shen Lian lowered his head and looked at the kid’s shabby little dress—obviously ill-fitting, and a bit dirty too.

His gaze suddenly sharpened as he remembered what she’d said earlier…

What was it again?

That she’d climbed out of a trash can?

And she’d been sleeping on his bed these past two days, all fragrant and sound?

Shen Lian: “……”

The dumpling suddenly went airborne, her short, chubby arms and legs flailing in midair like a land-bound duck paddling. “Daddy!”

She was a little lost—what had she done? Why had Daddy suddenly become so scary?!

Uncle System was laughing himself to death. He’d deliberately not reminded the little kid earlier, just to see the villain’s reaction.

This reaction alone could make him laugh for a whole year!

The System even reacted quickly and recorded a video of the villain, complete with close-ups. Once he finished the mission and went back, he could pull it out to savor from time to time, adding a bit of joy to his dull system life!

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The largest shopping mall in Lin City.

Early that morning, right after opening, it welcomed its biggest customer of the day.

An eighteen- or nineteen-year-old boy with a flamboyant, handsome look—dressed in streetwear, hair dyed an outrageously arrogant blue, his face somewhat dark. He was carrying a three-year-old child in his hand, plopped her into a shopping cart pushed over by the staff, and wheeled her forward.

As he walked, he asked, “Where are the kids’ clothing stores?”

The staff quietly glanced at the exceptionally delicate and adorable little girl sitting in the cart and said, “Sir, the third floor is all children’s clothing. Happy shopping.”

Shen Lian couldn’t be bothered to browse, nor did he have any experience buying clothes for kids. After going upstairs, he pushed the kid forward and told the sales assistant, “Wrap up everything she can wear.”

This mall was the largest department store in Lin City, catering mainly to mid- to high-end customers. The brands were all first- and second-tier, and even the children’s clothes were from internationally renowned labels—none of them cheap.

The sales associate froze for a moment. “S-Sir… all of them?”

“Yes. All of them. Anything she can wear—wrap them up.”

Shen Lian really didn’t want to see that tattered outfit on the little brat ever again. He couldn’t wait for her to change into new clothes!

So he waved his hand grandly. “Buy. Buy everything! Whatever there is, buy it!”

The sales associate looked at him like he’d lost his mind. She didn’t dare ask more questions. Several people in the shop worked together to pull out every style suitable for Yinyin’s age and height, picking one piece from each style and stacking them into a tall pile.

The associate confirmed again, “Sir, this is quite a lot. Are you sure…?”

Shen Lian said, “Enough. Change her into one set. Wrap up all the rest.”

Yinyin was lifted up by the sales associate and taken to the fitting room to change.

She was very well-behaved—when told to change she changed, cooperating completely.

She was just a little shy. When the auntie was changing her clothes, Yinyin said seriously, “Auntie, no peeking!”

The associate couldn’t help laughing and patted Yinyin’s little head. This child was so adorable—no wonder she was so easy to dote on.

Not knowing the truth, the associate thought the young man outside who wanted to buy out the whole shop for Yinyin must be her big brother. Otherwise, how could he be this good to her?

Yinyin shook her head. “Nope. Daddy isn’t big brother. He’s Daddy!”

Sales associate: “……!!!”

So… alright then. Only a biological dad would spoil his daughter like this.

Just that this stay-at-home dad was way too young.

Was he even in college yet?

Seeing how chubby and pink and doll-like Yinyin was, the associate put her into the cutest and prettiest dress in the store—a limited edition, with no more than three pieces in the entire Lincheng. It was their prized centerpiece.

The creamy yellow cake dress was worn on her body, showing her chubby lotus-root arms. If Yinyin didn’t lift her head, from a distance Shen Lian would’ve thought a little walking cake had appeared.

He fell silent.

He was shocked by this shop’s aesthetic—and the design sense of this brand.

The associate was still praising her, saying Yinyin was cute and that this dress suited her best, and that it was a limited edition personally designed by the brand’s design director.

Shen Lian: “……” Questionable taste!

Shen Lian left an address for them to deliver everything later—and mentally blacklisted this brand on the spot.

With taste like this, why don’t you open a cake shop instead? The dessert industry needs you!

Shen Lian was thoroughly traumatized by the first shop and lost patience to continue browsing. He directly called over the mall manager and told him to arrange for every children’s clothing store on this floor to be packed up and sent to his home.

“Food, daily necessities, clothes—anything a three-year-old can use. Pack it all.”

The mall manager looked at the blue-haired youth. This kid was something else—a big spender!

Sweeping this entire floor would easily start at seven figures, right?

Shen Lian took out a card.

The manager swallowed back whatever he was about to say.

Xiaolong Black Card!

There was only one person in China who owned this card. The one in front of him was a supplementary card, and its true owner was…

The manager silently gulped. That was someone far beyond their reach.

Their mall already had plenty of prestige, but firmly crushing them from above was another department store—LS Department Store.

For most people, exhausting themselves to reach the top of one field was already impressive. Yet LS Department Store was just one insignificant part among that person’s many industries.

The manager immediately shut up. The identity of the youth who could use this card was basically screaming at him…

Buy! Buy as much as possible! Pack up whatever you can! The rival landlord’s son had come to spend money—time to fleece him hard!

A sycophantic smile spread across his face. “Young master, this way please. Would you like to go to the VIP lounge, have a drink, and rest a bit? Once everything’s packed, we’ll deliver it all to your place.”

Shen Lian was impatient. He lifted his little cub from the shopping cart and set her on the ground. Yinyin’s small hand automatically grabbed onto Daddy’s hand.

Holding his cake baby, Shen Lian turned and left. “No need. Just send it over later.”

It was his first time raising a kid—he didn’t know what was suitable to buy. Once everything arrived, he’d sort through it, blacklist the ugly brands, remember the usable ones, and in the future wouldn’t need to waste time coming to the mall.

So efficient!

The mall manager watched the back of the tycoon family’s crown prince, waving vigorously. “Young master, take care! Please come again next time!”

Yinyin toddled along, looking up at Daddy with admiration. “Daddy, you’re amazing! That big uncle was so enthusiastic to you!”

Shen Lian: “……”

It wasn’t that he was amazing—it was the old man. But one day, he would definitely be even more amazing than the old man!

Shen Lian had skipped his morning classes to take his cub out shopping. When they came out of the mall, it was just ten o’clock. He checked his watch and decided to take her to a nearby breakfast place to eat.

At Diya High School, the second period had already ended. The students of Class Ten glanced toward the back window seat, their eyes filled with disappointment.

In the past, when School Tyrant Shen didn’t show up, no one thought much of it—they were used to it. But today, with him absent in the morning, why did it feel a little… empty?

Several girls gathered together, propping their chins up, muttering gloomily. “I even had the auntie at home make some tasty desserts today, planning to let little YinYin try them. Who knew Shen Lian would skip class again.”

“Seriously, Shen Lian—if you’re not coming, at least bring little YinYin. We could help watch her.”

“Exactly! Don’t you see how much little YinYin loves studying? Not letting her come to school must make her really unhappy!”

“So heartbreaking!”

“……”

One girl was looking in the mirror when something suddenly occurred to her. Her eyeliner-and-mascara-lined eyes widened as she gasped, “Do you think… could it be?”

“Could it be because of that post last night?”

“That rumor post upset Shen Lian, so neither he nor little YinYin came today.”

“Which idiot posted that? Just from one look you can tell they’re not from our school—they don’t know Shen Lian at all!”

“Do any of you know computers? Never mind—how about we crowdfund and hire a hacker to check the other party’s IP? Human or ghost, we’ll know at a glance!”

The girls weren’t speaking quietly, drawing more people into the discussion. Even Xu Gao and the others who usually hung around Shen Lian came over.

Xu Gao’s eyes lit up. “Makes sense. Let’s check the IP—find a real expert.”

This group of rich second-gens had money and connections. A few phone calls later, most of it was already arranged; they were just waiting for a hacker to get back to them.

When Shen Lian led his cake cub out of the breakfast shop, Shen Huainan was staring at the deduction notifications on his phone, falling into silence.

Shen Lian might be rebellious, but compared to the other rich second- and third-gens in their circle, he wasn’t particularly extravagant. He lived simply—aside from spending money on motorcycles, he didn’t really burn cash elsewhere.

Yet the text messages showed that this morning, several charges ranging from six to seven figures had been deducted from his account one after another.

The merchant listed was “Lincheng Fenglin Mall.”

Shen Huainan had an impression of this mall. In the business world, it was firmly pressed down by his own LS brand, often jokingly called the eternal second place.

LS took the international high-end route and didn’t open stores in small places like Lincheng, so the largest mall there was Fenglin.

What on earth did Shen Lian buy to spend this much?