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The Tyrant Father's Pampered Daughter

Chapter 182 - Enemies Inevitably Cross Paths, I'll Always Win

Chapter 182: Enemies Inevitably Cross Paths, I’ll Always Win

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

Gu Nuo’er blinked, her big bright eyes looking charming and cute.

Her small face was round and also had a hint of confusion. “If he wants to lose his temper, let him. It has nothing to do with me!”

After saying that, she took out her brush and a stack of paper, arranging them nicely on the table.

“I’m here to attend class obediently. I won’t quarrel with him. Thank you for your reminder.”

When the classmate saw that Gu Nuo’er was very innocent and cute, he couldn’t persuade her anymore and could only return to his seat.

However, everyone in the class saw that the brush she had brought was a Zi Hao brush1.

The brush was made from the hair collected from the necks and backs of wild rabbits. Even the shaft was made from white Hetian jade.

This new little girl who had just come must have a very powerful family background.

However, it would be troublesome if she were to encounter that fiendish profligate later.

Gu Nuo’er held onto the inkstick and started to grind some ink for herself.

The child tried for a long time but had no choice but to give up because she was too weak.

She turned her head and whined to Ye Siming for help. “Elder Brother Siming, help me~”

Ye Siming looked up and saw that her cheeks had been smeared with a few traces of ink. Gu Nuo’er didn’t seem to know about it.

Her face was all dirty and blinked her big eyes innocently.

She looked cute and charming.

Ye Siming pretended to be impatient. He stood up and walked to her table, grinding the ink quickly.

“Can you wipe the ink off your face later?”

Otherwise, he would keep having the urge to want to reach out and pinch her face.

Gu Nuo’er pouted and said with a kitten-like face, “Elder Brother Siming, wipe it for me~”

Ye Siming frowned and hesitated for a moment. In the end, he couldn’t help but reach out to wipe the ink off her face with his thumb.

However, the more he rubbed, the dirtier it became!

He suddenly realized that he had held the inkstone to grind ink with his right hand earlier. Therefore, when he used his right hand to wipe Gu Nuo’er’s small face, he naturally got more ink onto it.

Gu Nuo’er saw that Ye Siming had been wiping for a long time. His thin lips seemed to be suppressing a smile, but after blinking, she realized that his expression had tensed up seriously.

The child asked suspiciously, “Elder Brother Siming, aren’t you done yet? Why do you keep pinching me?”

Ye Siming flicked her face and said calmly, “It’s not easy to wipe it off. Try again with water later.”

Looking at his ‘masterpiece’ on Gu Nuo’er’s face, Ye Siming raised his eyebrows and suppressed the smile on his lips.

It was quite fun to bully this little thing.

At this moment, a domineering voice sounded from behind them—

“Which idiot is blocking my path? Don’t you know that this is my seat?”

Gu Nuo’er saw that Ye Siming’s eyes, which had been filled with joy earlier, instantly turned cold.

It looked like a cold flame burning with ice that could cause frostbite.

Gu Nuo’er’s childish voice was filled with curiosity. “Is this your seat? There’s no one’s name engraved on it.”

Ye Siming turned around and looked back coldly.

Gu Nuo’er also saw clearly which arrogant and domineering profligate it was.

“Hmm?” Gu Nuo’er blinked. “It’s you, the playboy who bought candies!”

When the young marquis, Jiang Xiaoran, heard Gu Nuo’er’s statement, his entire body trembled. The fear and instinct that rose from his heart reminded him to retreat quickly.

He saw Ye Siming’s cold face and Gu Nuo’er’s round and bright eyes that looked innocent but were actually too smart!

At this moment, there were only three words in Jiang Xiaoran’s mind.

I’m a goner.

Last time, he had been scammed by this three-year-old girl until his wallet was almost empty!

Enemies inevitably cross paths and he had offended them again!

What a bitter life!