When the Three-and-a-Half-Year-Old Little Dumpling Pouts, Her Villainous Fathers Spoil Her Rotten

Her country relatives try to sell Chi Yuyu for a few pieces of silver.

After escaping, the three-year-old little girl takes a portrait and goes searching for her father in the street.

The business tycoon scoops her up and waves a hand. “Yuyu, I’m your daddy. Whatever you like, I’ll buy it all!”

The powerful Imperial Guard personally protects her. “Yuyu, I’m your daddy. Don’t ever leave my sight.”

The martial arts alliance leader gives up his seat. “Yuyu, I’m your daddy. From now on, the martial world is yours.”

The gentle State Preceptor lifts her onto his shoulders. “Yuyu, I’m your daddy. Sit on my shoulders and take in the realm.”

The God of War, Ying Ye, returns victorious. “Yuyu...”

Chi Yuyu toddles over on her little legs. “You really are my daddy. Mommy said my daddy is the most handsome!”

In a corner, the enemy kingdom’s young hostage, brought back by Ying Ye, touches his own handsome face and purses his lips.

Chi Yuyu furrows her little brows, conflicted. “But, but you’re too young to be my daddy.”

Years later, the young hostage has grown into a man. He reins in his horse and returns in full armor. “I don’t want to be your daddy. I want to be your husband.”