Why did he have such an unreliable dad? Of all the nicknames he could have chosen, why Bean Bun?! How many kids had he beaten up over that name since childhood? Later, he had practically beaten an entire generation into submission, and things finally calmed down a little. But even if those people no longer mocked him openly, the boy still felt they had to be laughing at him behind his back, so every now and then he would explode and beat someone up. It made them tremble whenever they saw him. How boring.
"If he wasn't called Bean Bun, what should I call him? Qin Ziyu? That would sound so distant!" Jing Yi argued confidently.
Qin Ziyu rolled his eyes. Dad, why aren't you home yet? Hurry up and drag this guy away! I can't afford to provoke him, so I'll just hide!
When they got home, a little girl with braided pigtails and a princess dress came to greet them. She sweetly called out, "Daddy's back? Big Brother, why does your face look so sour? Don't tell me the school called for a parent again?"
Qin Ziyu's face darkened further. Hmph, called for a parent!
"Dumpling, where's everyone else?" Jing Yi laughed as he ruffled the little girl's braids.
The little girl counted on her fingers. "Daddy hasn't come home yet. Uncle Diandian went to pick up Little Sister. Second Brother is in the lab. I just finished a painting. Daddy, can you take a look?"
Unable to bear the sight, Qin Ziyu covered his eyes and staggered toward the bathroom. "You two carry on. I'm going to take a bath."
The little girl named Dumpling pouted and glared at Qin Ziyu's retreating back. "Big Brother is so annoying!"
Qin Ziyu did not even turn around. Say whatever