As soon as the little dumpling finished speaking...

Huo Qin, sitting in front of the screen, silently smiled.

Outside the CEO's office, Lin Cheng, Zhu Ying, and others crowded around the laptop playing the live stream, all clutching their hearts in disbelief: "Ohhhhhh!"

Whose little darling is she anyway?

However.

Jiang Chi couldn't laugh: "...Heh."

Sensing the danger, the cubs all took a step back. The fathers, suppressing their laughter, took their babies back one by one, trying to keep them as far away as possible from the older brother who had lost his guard.

Hiding behind the bronze mirror, Chaochao was completely unaware that everyone and everything within a three-meter radius had been cleared away except for the two of them.

Jiang Chi curled his lips and sneered:

"Magic mirror, magic mirror, please tell me when was the last time Chaochao drooled in her sleep?"

The little dumpling behind the bronze mirror tilted back in shock, revealing its wide-open almond-shaped eyes, as if saying in disbelief—

How could there be such a vicious question!

Jiang Chi expressionlessly pulled out the little dumpling that had been frightened into revealing its true form. Seeing this, the nearby staff quickly moved the mirror into the house.

Like a chick being held aloft, Chaochao suddenly found herself staring directly at Jiang Chi, then smiled shyly, "Hey..."

For some reason, feeling a little guilty, the little dumpling's eyes darted around for a moment, then she opened her short arms: "Brother, hug me~"

Instantly, Jiang Chi was reminded of the scene when he first met Chaochao, when she reached out her arms softly, begging for a hug.

Jiang Chi immediately lost his temper. He gave a cold and disdainful snort, then naturally took the little dumpling into his arms.

Director Zou, who arrived late, stood in front of everyone, his smiling eyes sweeping over the short, tiny children.

"Children, have you all heard the story of Snow White? There's a magic mirror in it that can grant your wishes."

It really is a magic mirror theme.

"Today, Uncle accidentally discovered that there is such a magical mirror in Huangyun Village, right in the house behind us."

“But Uncle Zou, you just moved this mirror in,” Lei Bao said, raising his hand.

The other children nodded in agreement.

Yes, yes, they saw it with one, two, three, four, five pairs of eyes.

Director Zou's expression stiffened slightly, but he laughed it off, saying, "The Magic Mirror is tired of its old house and wants to move to a new one."

The children were skeptical when they heard this.

It seems to make a lot of sense?

Director Zou, still trying to maintain the mystery, continued his act: "Ahem... Now, the Magic Mirror would like to meet the five lovely children who have come to Huangyun Village as guests today. If you have a good chat, the Magic Mirror will give you a little gift."

The children, who were initially somewhat uninterested, immediately became enthusiastic and lively upon hearing the word "gift."

Director Zou reluctantly snatched his clothes back from the children's hands. "Now, fathers and older brothers, please wait over there. Children, line up here!"

Lei Bao was in the front, followed by Chang Chang...

While Director Zou was dealing with the children, a staff member quietly led the adults away. Jiang Chi, who was walking away with the group, glanced at the little dumpling standing obediently at the end of the line. The little dumpling's soft face was full of curiosity about new things, and he didn't notice the commotion here at all.

As all the adults went into the other rooms one by one.

Standing behind Leo, Chaochao seemed to sense something and turned around happily to talk to her brother, only to find that the land was already deserted.

He glanced around.

Where did my brother go?

One by one, the children entered the house, and in the end, only Chaochao was left in the open space by the door.

When Director Zou came out to call her, the little dumpling was squatting on the ground, entertaining herself with small stones.

"Chao Chao, it's your turn."

Director Zou said with a smile.

"Here it comes! Here it comes!"

Hearing the sound, the little dumpling put the small stone in the corner of the steps, rubbed his little hands on his pants, and then hopped over.

The room wasn't brightly lit, and a bronze mirror sat on a low table in the center, reflecting a soft, dim light.

Chaochao was guided to sit down on a cushion in front of a low table.

With her big eyes looking curiously at herself in the mirror, Chaochao could only make out the similar eyes, nose, and mouth. Interestingly, she noticed that as she moved her head, her face in the mirror would become longer, wider, and flatter...

Just as Chaochao was having a great time, a melodious background music, which sounded particularly eerie in the night, started playing in the room.

At this moment, the little girl turned her head and realized that Director Zou, who had led her into the room, was nowhere to be found. Apart from her, there was only a cameraman in the room.

Confused, Chaochao turned around, and the bronze mirror in front of her suddenly made a sound—

"Hehehe, hello little friend, I am the Magic Mirror—"

A sharp, cold female voice echoed in the small room.

Like a witch in a dark forest, but upon closer listening, one can inexplicably detect a hint of incongruous coldness.

But this was clearly something Chaochao couldn't perceive. She immediately opened her eyes wide, scrambled off the prayer mat, and peered behind the bronze mirror.

Huh, nobody's here!

"I'm sorry to disappoint you, I really am a magic mirror."

The fake magic mirror that was exposed? Chaochao sat back on the futon and greeted everyone very politely: "Hello, magic mirror, my name is Chaochao."

The magic mirror gave an arrogant "hmm," and said, "I know you. You're the kid who ate the most noodles at the village entrance today."

Chaochao was flattered by the news, not expecting that she was actually quite famous.

The magic mirror continued in an arrogant tone:

"Next, I will ask you questions. You must answer truthfully. This magic mirror knows everything about you."

Chaochao blinked her innocent-looking almond-shaped eyes and, inappropriately, retorted, "Why is it the Magic Mirror who's asking me? Shouldn't I be asking you?"

"...That's our rule here." The Magic Mirror choked for a moment. "Anyway, if they find out you've lied..."

"I'll capture you and make you my little maid," the magic mirror said coldly, accompanied by eerie background music, filling the room with a dark and malevolent atmosphere...

The magic mirror was fully prepared to watch the children trembling with fear.

Chaochao tilted her head, and a line from a workplace drama she had watched a few days ago suddenly flashed through her mind, "Really?"

The little dumpling's eyes lit up, and she asked in her sweet, childish voice:

"Does this job include meals and accommodation, five social insurances and one housing fund, and weekends off?"