The little dumpling, who had slept soundly all night, rubbed its sleepy eyes and stretched lazily.

As she gradually regained consciousness, she suddenly realized that her feet were a little cold; why wasn't she covered by her little blanket...?

Hmm...could it be that she's grown taller?!

Chaochao, who was still a little dazed, suddenly sat up with delight—

It turned out that she had simply covered herself with her blanket inside out...

Chaochao stared blankly at her exposed toes. After a while, she sighed softly and shuffled in her slippers to prepare to wash up.

The child skillfully comforted himself, saying, "It's okay, we'll grow slowly, there's no rush."

Huo Qin did not go to the company today; he was working on documents in the study at the Huo residence.

Because he roughly knew that if he went, the little dumpling who aspired to be very smart would definitely go with him.

Putting aside the hungry, predatory looks the company employees gave the little girl, Chaochao was still young, and Huo Qin neither wanted nor needed her to feel that kind of pressure.

So while Huo Qin was working, the relaxed Chao Chao leaned back in her sofa chair, her big eyes fixed on the photos on her tablet.

"I found him! Brother Yu Ci is here!"

Chaochao pointed to the center position in the first row of the photo. The black-haired boy with red lips and white teeth had a gentle smile and stood out handsomely in the crowd. "Grandma, look, this is Brother Yu Ci. He's number one!"

Brother Yizhou said that Brother Yuci is the best in this biology competition, which means he is number one!

Aunt Song smiled and praised, "Wow, no wonder he's Miss Chaochao's brother."

"And..." Chaochao clicked on another picture, "and Brother Jingcheng is here too!"

She immediately spotted Xie Jingcheng, who was also in the center position. The banner in the background read "National Mathematical Competition." He stood there expressionless, sharp and indifferent, his black windbreaker pulled down to his chin, his gaze detached and not looking directly at the camera.

Aunt Song glanced at it, then smiled and sighed.

"Young Master Xie's temperament is as outstanding as ever."

High emotional intelligence: outstanding temperament.

Low emotional intelligence: Unsociable.

The above is from the system's interpretation and has absolutely nothing to do with the host.

Hearing Aunt Song's praise, Chaochao, feeling proud, happily swung her legs. Her brothers were all outstanding!

A little salted fish leaned comfortably against the soft sofa cushions, tossing a small grape into its mouth.

I'm not going to work today, I'm taking a day off. I'll leave the smarter thing to Chaochao tomorrow... or the day after tomorrow too...

Neither Grandpa Huo nor Jiang Chi are home today.

The system pieced together the story: the old man probably left because he didn't like Huo Qin, and Jiang Chi, worried that his uncle might not like him, also left.

When Old Master Huo left, he wanted to take Chaochao with him. After a battle of wits with Huo Qin, he left without Chaochao and instead left with a belly full of anger.

Then, in the huge Huo mansion, only Chaochao and Huo Qin remained as the owners, along with a guest named Pei Yushen.

At lunchtime, Chaochao knocked on the door of the guest room.

The instant she pushed the door open and entered, Pei Yushen calmly closed the book beside him, his swift movements revealing a barely perceptible hint of panic.

Chaochao, who was only focused on eating, did not notice that in addition to Xiao Lü, Hua Hua, and Hailuo, there were other items on the tidy desk.

"Brother Yu Shen, would you like to have dinner with us?"

Pei Yushen subconsciously frowned, wanting to refuse, but—

"It's just me and Daddy today."

Since she had already eaten with Yu Shen, Chaochao enthusiastically recommended Huo Qin, "My daddy is very easy to get along with. He can fight monsters, braid hair, and cook!"

"...It just didn't taste very good..."

The last sentence, muttered very softly by the guilty Chaochao, was not heard by the boy. His attention was focused on the little dumpling's first sentence, "very easy to get along with."

The first night at the Huo residence.

When he was being held captive on the bed by the servants, he caught a glimpse of the man's cold, condescending gaze.

At this moment, Chaochao lowered her head and sighed, "It's okay if you don't want to come..."

Pei Yushen: "..."

Yesterday's memories suddenly jumped up and attacked him.

Don't think I won't recognize you just because you've changed your identity.

Pei Yu's dark eyes were half-closed as he exhaled softly.

He seems to be finding it increasingly difficult to refuse her.

When Huo Qin saw the boy pushing the wheelchair out of the room, he only glanced at him indifferently and then didn't look at him again.

Pei Yushen didn't want to admit it, but the moment Huo Qin glanced at him, his heart skipped a beat uncontrollably, and his fingers on the push ring clenched and then relaxed.

He was thinking.

This man truly deserves his reputation as a powerful figure in the business world.

But it seems that important people also know how to...peel shrimp?

As soon as Chaochao came out with Pei Yushen, she excitedly ran to Huo Qin's side, tilted her head back, opened her little mouth, and waited for Huo Qin to feed her shrimp. "Ah—crab poop!"

Of the three of them eating together, Chaochao was the happiest.

"Hehe, this is for Daddy, and this is for Brother Yushen~"

Her little face always wore a sweet smile. She added rice to her bowl, picked up vegetables, and ate by herself, without making anyone feel flustered. Instead, she moved with a smooth and effortless grace.

The system couldn't help but feel proud of its own little one.

They're just skilled workers, nothing more.

Who else in this age group, besides my precious Chaochao, can take the art of eating to the extreme?

This was the first time Pei Yushen had a concrete understanding of a child's appetite. Although Chaochao was using a children's bowl specially made by the Huo family, eating three bowls in a row was still quite a feat.

Is this food really that delicious?

Pei Yu picked up a chopstick with a mixture of belief and doubt... and another...

The nanny next to her gradually became more exaggerated in her expression, and after realizing that her image was inappropriate, she immediately shut her open mouth.

Could it be... that Young Master Pei prefers to eat in a crowded environment? Perhaps his poor appetite in the past was due to the lack of that particular atmosphere?

It has to be said that the nanny was being quite insightful at this point.

...

The little dumpling's leisurely time didn't last long before the Huo residence welcomed new guests in the afternoon.

They can't really be called guests.

Chaochao, who was just watching Ultraman, now clung to Huo Qin's back, cautiously tilting her head and staring curiously at the machine that looked like a human and a dog at the same time.

"Hello, Master. I am your smart home butler. You can call me Little Whale."

A smiley face appeared on the robot's display screen.

The robot's first words stunned Chaochao, who opened her almond-shaped eyes wide and blinked slowly, then blinked again.