Ye Rongyuan was lost in thought for a long time. Just as he suspected, his mom, his sister, and Ann had some secrets they didn’t know, or perhaps weren’t allowed to know. He wanted to ask something, "Mom, does Dad know?"

"You should ask him," Old Mrs. Ye replied. She hadn’t discussed such matters with her husband and hadn’t thought to ask him either. They maintained a sense of boundaries, not crossing them, not breaking them—understanding each other was enough.

Ye Rongyuan wanted to ask more but was interrupted.

"Alright, you’ve already asked two questions," Old Mrs. Ye reminded him.

"But you only answered one!" Ye Rongyuan felt frustrated, as if his questions were in vain.

"Well, maybe you should choose better questions to ask," Old Mrs. Ye raised an eyebrow. "I thought you’d ask me about Ann’s mind-reading skill."

"Right!" Ye Rongyuan slapped his thigh. "Mom, how does Ann have a mind-reading skill? Why don’t I?"

Old Mrs. Ye didn’t respond, merely looking at him with an expression that answered his question—she wouldn’t reveal that.

Ye Rongyuan groaned inwardly, feeling a hundred times more frustrated. Sure enough, experience showed; how could his mom suddenly let him ask freely? She had guessed he wouldn’t ask any "good" questions.

Looking at her pitifully, he pleaded, "Mom, just one more question, please!"

Old Mrs. Ye ignored his plea and glanced at the time. "Have you decided where to eat lunch? We should start preparing."

She wouldn’t let her granddaughter go hungry; mealtime could only be advanced, never delayed.

Ye Rongyuan agreed, shifting focus to lunch. "Are we going to the company cafeteria, or should we eat outside? Or in the office?"

Initially, he planned to eat in the office, worried it might be too crowded elsewhere and Ann might be disturbed, but now he didn’t need to worry about Ann’s mind-reading skill anymore.

Old Mrs. Ye thought about her granddaughter’s love for lively and novel experiences; she already had an answer but still said, "Let’s see where Ann wants to go."

With that, Old Mrs. Ye stood up and walked towards the door.

Ye Rongyuan realized, "Mom! Are we done already?"

"Why not? Didn’t you ask?" Old Mrs. Ye turned back to look at him.

Ye Rongyuan was at a loss for words, wearing a pained expression.

He had learned his "lesson" and vowed to seize the opportunity next time!

Meanwhile, little teacher Qin Sui’an was playing chess with her grandfather.

Rather than playing chess, it was more accurate to say that little one was teaching her grandfather how to play.

Old Mr. Ye adopted a good student posture, attentively looking at the chessboard. After careful consideration, he picked up a piece.

Just before making his move, he looked up at his granddaughter on the opposite sofa, asking, "Ann, is this the right move?"

"Yep~" Little teacher Qin Sui’an nodded her small head. "That’s the best move! Grandpa is getting better!"

Old Mr. Ye couldn’t help but smile, feeling a little proud inside. After so many games, he finally made the right move; he hadn’t played the best before.

Qin Sui’an’s round eyes suddenly lit up, and in her cheerful voice, she said, "Grandpa, Uncle is here~"

"Oh?" Old Mr. Ye tilted his head slightly towards the office door.

Within seconds, there was a knock, followed by Ye Rongyuan’s voice from the other side of the heavy door:

"Ann—can I come in?"

Qin Sui’an pursed her lips and immediately responded, "Yes~"

Hearing her sweet voice, Ye Rongyuan happily pushed the door open. "Wow, Dad is actually playing chess with Ann. How many games has he lost?"

Old Mr. Ye shot him a glare, "None."

They had been playing the same game since earlier.

Ye Rongyuan rushed over to check, "Dad hasn’t lost to Ann?"

He didn’t believe it.

Old Mrs. Ye walked into the office, sitting beside her granddaughter. Hearing their exchange, she glanced in surprise at her husband.

Their reactions clearly showed: they didn’t believe he hadn’t lost.

Old Mr. Ye remained silent for a few seconds and added, "I also didn’t win."

Ye Rongyuan burst out laughing, "I knew it! How could Dad possibly win against Ann?"

Old Mr. Ye ignored his teasing, pretending not to see or hear him, turning his gaze to his wife to explain, "Ann is teaching me how to play."

Old Mrs. Ye raised an eyebrow, looking down at the chessboard, where the red pieces seemed to be losing. "You’re playing red?"

"Yep." Old Mr. Ye smiled, "Ann even praised my progress."

Old Mrs. Ye couldn’t help but chuckle, saying no more.

Ye Rongyuan leaned towards Ann, "Ann, are you hungry?"

Qin Sui’an felt her little belly and shook her head, "Not yet~"

He then asked, "Shall we eat lunch in the company cafeteria or go outside?"

"Hmm..." Qin Sui’an furrowed her brows in thought.

No matter where, as long as she was with family, she was happy.

Old Mrs. Ye reached out to pat her head, saying, "Let’s eat in the company cafeteria; after that, we can take Ann out for a walk."

She had been so well-behaved staying in the office all morning without going out. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

Qin Sui’an’s round eyes brightened as she sweetly replied, "Okay~"

Ye Rongyuan couldn’t help but pinch her little cheek, smiling at her adorable face. "Alright, I’ll go get things ready; lunch will be in the cafeteria."

Since it was with Ann, Ye Rongyuan personally made a trip to the cafeteria, taking the elevator.

After handling the details, he returned to his dad’s office, carrying a bag.

Qin Sui’an’s little nose twitched as she caught a whiff of something delicious.

Seeing her big, sparkling eyes fixated on the bag in his hand, Ye Rongyuan grinned, "I also brought some snacks and milk."

He walked over to the table, took out the snacks one by one, and handed the milk to Ann first. "Here, Ann, try this milk."

The Qin family had built a dairy farm just for Ann, so she always drank their fresh milk, far superior to anything from outside.

Qin Sui’an took the bottle of milk with both hands; the straw was already inserted. She seriously tasted a sip. "It’s delicious."

Little one never wasted a bit of food; anything edible was good as long as it filled her belly.

"As long as it’s good," Ye Rongyuan lightly tapped her little nose. "Ann is now a milk-tasting expert."

Qin Sui’an smiled as she continued to drink.

Ye Rongyuan didn’t bring a large bottle of milk; it was just enough for adults to finish in a few sips, and the snacks were small portions to fill Ann’s little belly for now—there’d be more food for the main meal.

Around 11:00 AM, Qin Haochen called to ask about little one.

Learning she would be having lunch at Ye Corporation’s cafeteria, he felt a bit disappointed about missing the chance to eat with her, but he said nothing. Little one’s happiness was what mattered.

Close to noon, the Ye family took little one to the company cafeteria.

The cafeteria was on the third floor, and they quickly reached it by elevator.

To avoid being surrounded by employees, Ye Rongyuan asked to temporarily clear the window seats, giving them some private space.

Old Mrs. Ye sat by the window with her granddaughter as lunch was served.

Qin Sui’an looked out the window and then around the restaurant, her curiosity piqued by everything.

Some employees who had started their lunch break noticed the scene by the window.

Earlier, Assistant Jie Hansi mentioned a few employees, and the news had spread. Now, the employees were too wary to glance or gossip, and Ann quietly enjoyed her meal.

Old Mrs. Ye sat beside her granddaughter, relieved that she was unaffected by the growing number of people in the restaurant.

Ye Rongyuan chose the lunch dishes specifically for Ann, picking her favorites and adding a few new ones, filling the table.

As soon as Qin Sui’an started eating, her little mouth didn’t stop; she moved from one dish to another, sometimes squinting her round eyes, her little face brimming with the joy of enjoying food.

Old Mrs. Ye watched her with affectionate eyes, her heart softening at Ann’s adorable eating habits, making her eat a bit more than usual.

After lunch, Old Mrs and Mr Ye went to the hospital, leaving the task of taking their granddaughter around the company to their younger son, Ye Rongyuan.

Ye Rongyuan was grinning from ear to ear. After spending the morning without a chance to be alone with Ann, he finally had his moment.

They first took the elevator to the first floor, seeing Old Mrs and Mr Ye off before heading back.

With her belly full, Qin Sui’an toddled along, one little hand clutch

ing her uncle’s pant leg, looking up at him with her soft voice asking, "Uncle, where should we start our tour?"

"Hmm... Let’s go to the rooftop garden first," Ye Rongyuan replied, walking slowly to keep up with little one.

He led the way, Ann beside him, and the big white goose trailing behind, creating a comical yet heartwarming scene.

The rooftop garden was on the second floor of the company; considering Ann’s short legs, Ye Rongyuan headed towards the elevator.

As they stepped into the elevator, Ye Rongyuan’s phone in his pocket rang.

His work phone was with his assistant, and the phone he had on him was mostly for familiar contacts.

Ye Rongyuan waited for Ann and the big white goose to get in before taking out his phone, pressing the button for the second floor while glancing at the caller ID.

It was indeed a familiar contact, young lord Ou Yangfu.