Father is a villainous Buddhist disciple? He'll just be beaten into the light of the righteous

After finishing his business with him, Zhao Tong left the Shen family directly.

Shen Ji made a token gesture of politeness, "Uncle Zhao, aren't you staying for dinner?"

Zhao Tong patted his head, tore a banana off the table, and said, "Uncle is very busy, come again next time."

Shen Ji had been using playing games as a cover while overhearing the entire conversation between the two. Si Jiu had even stolen the data and videos from Lao Deng's computer.

He knew what the two had talked about in the study, so he knew that Zhao Tong probably didn't have time to eat right now. He said, "Oh, goodbye, Uncle Zhao."

After Zhao Tong left, Shen Jiyuan unusually acted like a loving father, not immediately confiscating his phone, but simply watching him play games.

Shen Ji played several games well, almost always winning gold medals or becoming a top-tier jungler, carrying the girl to new heights. She kept clucking and giggling like a hen laying eggs.

Shen Jiyuan's face darkened considerably.

"Brother, you're so amazing! You're so handsome!"

Why isn't my brother using voice chat?

"Brother, can I get your contact information? We can hang out together sometime!"

"elder brother……"

Shen Jiyuan angrily snatched the phone from his hand, "You're not allowed to play games anymore!"

Shen Ji looked at his dark face, puzzled. "Dad, are you going through intermittent menopause again?"

Shen Jiyuan: "..."

Shen Ji snorted and snatched the phone back from his hand. "I finally found a gaming partner, hmph, my sister calls me 'brother'!"

Shen Jiyuan's face darkened further. Before he could speak, he saw Shen Ji's fingers flying across the keyboard, typing: [I'm not feeling well right now, I'll tell you later.]

The other person quickly smiled and asked, "[When in the future?]"

Shen Ji: [When I grow up.]

Another burst of laughter came from the other end: [Brother, you're so funny!]

[I'm stating the facts.]

[Okay, where are you from, brother?]

[People of Jincheng, what about you?]

[Wow, really? What a coincidence! I'm also from Jincheng.]

That's quite a coincidence.

[Hey bro, wanna meet up? I'll treat you to dinner. I heard there's a comic convention in the next couple of days. Are you into cosplay? Are you going to cosplay a character? You'd look so cool as Zilong!]

Zhao Yun is a jungler hero that Shen Ji often plays.

Just as Shen Ji was about to type, he heard Shen Jiyuan sneer: "Heh, are you even as tall as Brother Zilong's knee? You? Standing next to Brother Zilong, you're just a comma at best."

Shen Ji: "..."

Shen Jiyuan suddenly grinned again. "But there really is a hero that suits you." He suddenly seemed interested and looked Shen Ji up and down. "Braised eggs are especially suitable for you. Hey, you know what? I might as well have someone get you a Lu Ban cosplay outfit and take some photos of you."

Shen Ji: "..."

"My dear son," Shen Jiyuan said, stroking his little head affectionately. "Daddy loves you, right?"

Shen Ji slapped his hand away and replied to his gaming partner: [Sure.]

The person on the other end said cheerfully, "[Where is my brother? I'm in the south of the city, next to Jinjiang Lake.]"

Shen Jidao: [I'm at the South Gate too.]

The person on the other end asked in surprise, "[What a coincidence! What do you like to eat, brother?]"

Shen Ji didn't mince words: "[Seafood.]"

"Okay." The person on the other end smiled and said, "You know what, I just opened a seafood restaurant near me, the food's pretty good. Add me on WeChat, I'll send you the address?"

Shen Ji quickly sent Lao Deng's WeChat account over. He couldn't register a WeChat account on his own yet, and Lao Deng wouldn't register one for him either. It was such a hassle.

The other party quickly added him on WeChat. Shen Ji huffed and puffed as he pulled his phone out of Shen Jiyuan's pocket, smoothly entered the password to unlock it, and readily accepted the friend request.

This series of actions left Shen Jiyuan completely bewildered. "How did you know my password?"

Previously, all his personal items were passwords set to Yun Qingqing's birthday. After the brat found out, he felt a little embarrassed and changed the passwords.

This time, he didn't set it for anyone's birthday. He didn't even know when the brat's birthday was... Thinking of this, he suddenly paused.

He... doesn't even know the brat's birthday.

Without turning his head, Shen Ji replied, "Just a guess."

Shen Jiyuan pursed his lips, looking at the little one in his arms. From his perspective, all he could see was the brat's dark head and a chubby little profile.

Although the brat has only been home for a short time, he seems to have become much more rosy-cheeked than when he first came home.

He suddenly felt a sense of accomplishment. Who said he wasn't a good father?

Look, look!

Isn't he raising that brat like a little piglet?

Shen Jiyuan asked smugly, "Guess? How did you guess?"

Shen Ji said "Oh," and added, "You crazy people either use your lover's birthday as a password or the date you first met your lover as a password."

He smugly turned to look at Shen Jiyuan, giving him a knowing look and snorting, "Since you've given up on Aunt Qingqing, then she's definitely not your favorite anymore~"

"Of course, I won't use the date you first met as the password."

Shen Jiyuan choked, then retorted, "Who said I gave up?"

Shen Ji chuckled, "Dad, your password is the date I came home. You still say you haven't given up on Aunt Qingqing?"

When Shen Jiyuan was publicly confronted, his ears suddenly burned, and he awkwardly glanced away. "That...that doesn't mean I've given up!"

Shen Ji narrowed his eyes, rolled out of Shen Jiyuan's arms, stood up with his hands on his hips, and said, "Old Deng, you're not still lusting after Aunt Qingqing, are you?"

Although Shen Jiyuan did intend to give up on this relationship that was destined to end in nothing, he still felt a little embarrassed to admit defeat in front of the brat.

He didn't dare look at Shen Ji, glancing instead at the dark top of Shaoyao's head. "What's wrong? Is it not okay?"

"We're not related by blood, and neither of us is married. It's only natural that a gentleman would pursue a beautiful woman. What's wrong with that?"

Shen Ji gritted his teeth, then quickly pulled out his phone. "You shameless old man, I'm going to tell Grandma!"

Shen Jiyuan: "..."

He thought the brat was just talking, but he didn't expect Shen Ji to actually get through to his mother's phone, and the call was answered very quickly.

"Little Sacrifice?" The Empress Dowager's familiar voice came through the receiver.

Shen Ji suddenly started wailing at the top of her lungs, "Waaaaah, Grandma, my dad's gone mad!"

"He's going to stage a thunderstorm at home! He's going to ruin our family!"

"Grandma, can you give birth to Old Deng again?"

"He seems to be missing a screw in his head."

"Waaaaah, Grandma, our family is finished! It's all over!"

Shen Jiyuan: "..."

He finally lost his temper, angrily snatched the phone, and slammed it down. "Shen Ji!!"

"You're fucking dead!!"