In the evening, Huo Qin's work at the company was not yet finished, and he would be back later.

There were only Chaochao and Grandpa Huo at the dining table.

Today, Chaochao, having expended too much mental and physical energy, ate like a tornado, startling the old man so much that he couldn't help but remind him with trepidation, "Slow down, slow down, don't choke..."

It's a good thing to have passion for eating.

But his granddaughter was too passionate; the old man couldn't handle it.

After finishing the last bite of rice, Chaochao wiped her mouth with a wet wipe, opened her big eyes, and mumbled, "Did Brother Yushen eat it?"

Old Master Huo replied helplessly, "Soon."

The Pei couple traveled a long distance to video chat, and after much persuasion, Pei Yushen finally agreed to have dinner with them, waiting for him to recover.

Although they hadn't seen him eat yet, Pei's parents were at least relieved.

"Oh, I see." Hearing this, Chaochao felt a little relieved. She jumped off the chair, leaving the old man with a cheerful back view: "Grandpa, you can eat slowly. I'm going to play now."

Old Master Huo, who had only eaten half of the rice in his bowl: "..."

This scene seems familiar.

At this moment, the old man could only be thankful that Jiang Chi was not around.

Huo Qin got home after seven o'clock.

Aunt Song had already prepared hot dishes for him on the dining table.

Huo Qin was eating slowly and deliberately when a small dumpling slowly crawled onto the stool opposite him.

Chaochao held her strawberry milk in her little hands, drinking it while watching Huo Qin eat with elegant manners.

Huo Qin asked slowly, "Aren't you going to watch Peppa Pig anymore?"

Chaochao shook her head, "I'm not watching anymore, I'm going to have dinner with Daddy."

Besides, she's already watched one episode.

Ever since Jiang Chi made plans to have barbecue with her again, Chaochao can't help but swallow her saliva whenever she sees Peppa Pig.

It's best to keep some distance from each other for now.

Huo Qin didn't say anything, but the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

While drinking milk, Chaochao described the wicked nanny's many misdeeds to Huoqin. Just thinking about the nanny bullying Shannan made Chaochao's cheeks puff up in anger, so round that Huoqin suspected that the milk would leak out of her mouth if he poked her lightly.

"That's outrageous!" Chaochao slammed her fist on the table in righteous indignation, causing the soup in Huo Qin's spoon to spill back into the bowl.

"..."

Although Huo Qin was not present at the scene, he knew everything about Pei Yushen's affairs, and even knew more about them than Chaochao did.

They also knew that when the nanny was unwilling to retaliate against Pei Yushen, the little dumpling stood in front.

Thinking of this, Huo Qin couldn't help but put down his chopsticks, "Chao Chao."

"Hmm?" The little dumpling raised its bright eyes upon hearing the sound.

"Don't do that again next time."

Huo Qin mentioned to Xiao Tuanzi the matter of blocking Pei Yushen.

Security measures could be stacked up one after another, but the little dumpling's unpredictable antics always gave Huo Qin a headache.

Chaochao asked, puzzled, "Why?"

Huo Qin said, "Because it's dangerous."

Chaochao: "But if I leave, won't Brother Yushen be in danger?"

Do you think that 14-year-old junior high school student is more fragile, or that you, a 3-year-old kid, are more fragile?

"He's not as weak as you think."

Chaochao silently drank her milk, biting on the straw.

It's not that it's weak...

She didn't want to see Yu Shen sad... just like last night...

"Okay..." the little dumpling replied slowly.

Huo Qin raised an eyebrow slightly. "You'd better be..."

The next second—

"However!" Chaochao gulped down the last mouthful of milk, then her tone changed abruptly, her little expression excited and proud: "This time, we have little bread protecting us!"

Huo Qin: "..."

You mean you understand but will do it again next time, right?

Suddenly, Huo Qin vaguely sensed a familiar scent.

"Come here." He looked at Chaochao.

The bewildered little boy obediently climbed off the stool and walked to Huo Qin's side. "What's wrong?"

Huo Qin lifted the little dumpling up, his high nose slightly close to it. He paused for a second, then raised his eyebrows and asked, "Goed digging in the dirt again?"

Chaochao, who buried watermelon seeds in the morning and gave a small bread roll a burial in the afternoon: "..."

She opened her round, almond-shaped eyes and raised her two little paws high: "I washed my hands!"

"What about the clothes?"

Chaochao, feeling guilty, replied, "...Not yet."

It seems like she fell onto the grass.

"...Did you hurt yourself?"

Huo Qinping's calm tone carried a hint of helplessness.

"No." Chaochao shook her head blankly.

She was slow to realize, how did her dad know she had fallen?

"Oh!" The little dumpling glanced at the wall clock, hurriedly grabbed the empty milk carton, and said goodbye to Huo Qin. "Daddy, I'm going to wash up and go to bed now. You can eat slowly!"

She's going to bed early tonight!

With that, the little dumpling, covered in two clumps of dust from the knees of her pantyhose, slipped on her slippers and went to find her older sister, Zhizhi, to take a bath.

Huo Qin glanced at his watch; it was just before eight o'clock.

At this time of day, the little dumpling would usually be engrossed in watching cartoons.

Why are you going to bed so early today?

In the room, Pei Yushen, whose strength had returned somewhat after the effects of the medication wore off, ate some dinner at his parents' request.

The newly hired nanny took out the remaining food and, as she left, smiled and said, "Young Master Pei, get some rest."

She had done her homework beforehand; this young master disliked others getting close and never entrusted his personal matters, such as washing up, to anyone else.

Pei Yu remained silent and indifferent, and the nanny showed no annoyance, simply closing the door quietly.

Silence fell over the room.

After a long while, Pei Yushen turned around in his wheelchair, his calm and indifferent gaze pausing briefly.

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