“People will only find you annoying and boring,” Yu Jinxiao sneered, his hands in his pockets as he bent down, deliberately leaning closer to the group of startled boys. “What kind of skill is bullying innocent people? You’re nothing but useless trash, contributing nothing and living your entire life like cockroaches.”

The boys’ eyes widened in fear, their pupils reflecting the terrifying image of Yu Jinxiao.

Ding Miaomiao, frozen in shock, tugged at Yu Yuanyuan’s sleeve after a long pause. “Your… your new dad is really scary.”

“Not really,” Yu Yuanyuan responded like a seasoned pro, patting her friend’s shoulder. “You’ll get used to it. Dad’s actually a good person.”

Yes, Dad is a good person.

As long as no one does bad things, Dad won’t offend anyone, and he won’t end up dead in the end.

If she changed the outcome, Dad could return to the fairyland, and their family could be reunited.

Yu Yuanyuan let her imagination run wild, suddenly feeling the weight of responsibility on her small shoulders. She clenched her fists to encourage herself.

“What’s up, Yu Yuanyuan? Do you want to hit them?” Yu Jinxiao glanced over and noticed her clenched fists and determined expression.

“Huh?”

She blinked, looking blankly at her dad, then at Ding Miaomiao. She had no idea why they were suddenly talking about hitting people.

Yu Jinxiao gently pulled her closer. “If you want to vent your anger before we leave, go ahead. With me here, you can do whatever you like.”

In other words, if the boys dared to fight back, Yu Jinxiao would step in.

Looking at her tiny fists, clenched for courage, Yu Yuanyuan hesitantly walked forward, following her dad’s suggestion…

She raised her hand and swung!

The Invincible Meow-Meow Punch!

The boys, terrified, shut their eyes tight and clenched their teeth.

It’s so nice to have a dad backing you up… but they didn’t have one.

Yu Yuanyuan’s fist landed softly on one boy’s shoulder, more like a gentle pat than a punch, resembling a kitten playfully pawing. It didn’t hurt at all.

Yu Yuanyuan giggled, going from one boy to the next, looking more like she was playing than punishing them.

Yu Jinxiao face-palmed.

He had definitely overestimated his little cub.

Revenge? That was never going to happen.

After not feeling any pain, the boys cautiously opened their eyes.

Yu Yuanyuan’s adorable face loomed in front of them, her smile as bright as a spring flower blooming in the sunshine. “You were bad before, but I’ve already punished you. Starting today, you can be good people!”

The boys trembled, their lips quivering and eyes welling with tears.

“You’d better turn over a new leaf, or else you’ll end up in the headlines,” Yu Jinxiao said coldly, arms crossed.

“Waaah—!” The group of boys burst into tears, rushing to hug Yu Jinxiao’s legs, crying their hearts out. “Thank you, uncle! You’re just like a dad!”

Yu Jinxiao’s pants were wrinkled from all the tugging. “What?”

Get it straight, you little brats—I was insulting and scolding you!

These boys, usually so arrogant and bossy, were now crying so hard their tears and snot were everywhere. Yu Jinxiao wanted to throw them off, but they clung to him persistently, switching sides to cry on.

When Gao Zhou and Teacher Zhang returned, they were greeted with this pitiful scene.

Gao Zhou & Teacher Zhang: Mr. Yu actually bullied the kids to tears! So scary!

Their eyes were filled with shock, the message clear. Yu Jinxiao didn’t even bother asking—he knew what they were thinking.

“Hey, it’s not my fault they’re crying,” Yu Jinxiao grumbled, frowning as he finally pried the boys off him.

Gao Zhou & Teacher Zhang’s expressions said it all: Sure, like we believe that.

“Teacher Zhang, Uncle Yu is just like a dad,” one of the boys, Zhou Zhou, sobbed as he spoke.