"Your brother is here for the first day and wants you to play with him."

Jiang Chi: "...Yes."

Chaochao tilted her head, her gaze fixed on Jiang Chi, looking somewhat surprised, embarrassed, and conflicted.

So that's why my brother needs her so much.

She's so clingy.

But I've already made plans with Lingling and Brother Shize.

Will they be unhappy if she doesn't go?

If they're not around, will they start fighting?

Finally, the little dumpling said with great distress, "What about Lingling and Brother Shize?"

Huo Qin patted her head. "You can make another appointment next time."

"Or," Jiang Chi said after thinking for a moment, "you could also do a team building activity via WeChat video."

This will help distract the little one.

But Chaochao scratched her head in even more distress: "But brother, I don't have a cell phone, nor do I have that thing called WeChat..."

Jiang Chi: "..."

This was something he hadn't expected.

"I have."

Huo Qin spoke calmly.

Then, Ji's father and Wei's father suddenly received a video call invitation from President Huo.

The two were dumbfounded: "???"

When will these three companies have any project collaborations?

Wait, when did they create a group chat?

Three minutes later, Chaochao, who had been successfully persuaded, held the tablet with great curiosity.

How amazing! Chaochao, Lingling, and Shize's face are all on the same board!

As they walked, Chaochao asked curiously, "Brother Shize, why is your profile picture a flower?"

Lingling: "Yeah, don't you love donuts the most?"

Ji Shize blushed with embarrassment upon seeing this, "I...I'll change it to Ultraman right now!"

The video could be heard from Ji's father's angry voice, trying to stop him: "Ji Shize, this is my WeChat!"

How can he possibly save face by having to talk to the CEO while wearing an Ultraman image on his head?

Ji Shize: "But Dad, this pink flower of yours is too ugly!"

His sisters all laughed at him!

Ji's father's voice came: "What pink flower? This is a lotus! This is called composure!"

Jiang Chi could sense that at this moment, Ji's father had come to a realization.

After running back to his room to video chat with his friends, Chaochao stood up. He looked elegant and noble in a well-tailored suit, but his dark eyes were cold.

He looked at Jiang Chi expressionlessly: "Explain."