Qin Yue's little face was panicked, she patted his thigh hard, nowhere was her previous smug appearance,
"You're not good, didn't chase it away well..."
"It's not that I didn't chase it away well, obviously it's you who's at fault."
Qin Yue paused hearing this, Chen Yi sneered, snorting and glaring:
"Who's to blame for not calling me dad? This is a ritual, you didn't complete it, of course you couldn't chase away the ghost."
Seeing him looking so disappointed, Qin Yue clenched her hands, feeling a bit weak,
"What's a... ritual?"
Chen Yi didn't plan to explain deeply, a two-year-old wouldn't understand,
"It means you didn't call me dad, so the ghost didn't know I was your dad, and she came back. If you don't call, she'll keep haunting you, waiting for a chance to eat you."
"Eat, eat... Yue'er isn't tasty..."
Qin Yue's little face scrunched up, looking pitifully about to cry,
"Tell her not to eat... Yue'er."
