Chaochao said earnestly, "Brother, the love I put inside is very deep."

Jiang Chi looked at the little dumpling's hand pressing down on the back of his hand, and remained silent for a moment. Just as he was about to say something, he saw his aloof and cold uncle casting a half-smile at him, and Jiang Chi swallowed back the words he was about to say.

Chaochao was unaware of the undercurrent between her father and brother. When she saw that her brother had finally accepted her bag of local specialties, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief, almost wiping the sweat from her brow.

She was quick-witted, otherwise her brother would have easily won her over.

"Brother, I've already calculated it! If you eat two a day, this whole bag will be... oh dear!" The little dumpling, who was chatting, suddenly climbed excitedly to the car window, her big eyes sparkling. "Ahhhhh, Chi! Daddy, look!"

In the distance, on the vast blue grassland, a herd of horses galloped across the waves. The lead reddish-brown steed, its hooves churning, its graceful head held high, its mane flying, moved with the speed of lightning across the grassland, as if intentionally trailing behind the carriage to escort it.

Seeing such a grand scene for the first time, the driver silently reduced the car's speed. Huo Qinwei was slightly stunned, but quickly regained his composure. It wasn't unexpected; he had seen orcas leaping out of the water and roaring before when he flew over the ocean in a helicopter.

The car window rolled down, and Chaochao, unable to wait any longer, immediately stuck her head out, the wind blowing her stray hairs: "Achi! Did you come to play with me?!"

Waving her little hands, Chaochao was overjoyed. The slight regret of not seeing Chima before leaving vanished instantly. She shouted, "Chima, hurry home! You can have lunch when you get home!"

Perhaps the little dumpling's words really had an effect, because the galloping herd of horses gradually slowed down until it came to a stop. The lead red horse raised its head and neighed, and then the huge and awe-inspiring herd of horses turned around and left.

Watching the herd of horses leave until only small black dots remained, Chaochao reluctantly climbed down from the window.

Huo Qin glanced at it, put down the documents in his hand, reached out and helped the little dumpling fasten his seatbelt, "Sit tight, don't fall."

Forced to remain seated, Chaochao stared at Huoqin's sharply defined profile and said with a regretful tone, "Daddy never played with us on the grasslands..."

Huo Qin's long, slender fingers lifted the wrinkled hem of her dress, his dark eyes slightly raised. "Then let's go now."

His tone was calm, as if he had just arranged a trivial matter.

"Okay, okay!" Chaochao, who blindly agreed with everything Huo Qin said, suddenly realized something and her almond-shaped eyes widened. "Where are we going?"

Huo Qin picked up his phone and sent a message to Lin Cheng to arrange the itinerary, while patting the bewildered little dumpling: "Go to our own ranch."

After saying that, Huo Qin casually glanced at me, seemingly puzzled, but his calm voice carried a hint of a laugh: "Isn't this what you wanted? Or do you not want to go?"

The travel plans were arranged too quickly. Chaochao blinked in bewilderment. After Huo Qin asked a question with a hint of regret at the end, the surging voice in her heart, "I want to go! I want to go! I want to go with Daddy!" was about to burst out!

However, the last shred of reason in her excited brain was suppressed by the little dumpling. Chaochao frowned, her soft little face scrunched up in distress, like a sad little steamed bun.

"But...but what about Brother Yushen? Aren't we supposed to go to the hospital to see him when we get back?"

I wonder if that little green cloud prophecy worked, and if Yu Shen's leg has gotten better...

Huo Qin said calmly, "He has already made the arrangements, and the surgery can be performed soon."

Chaochao excitedly grabbed the man's suit cufflinks, "Really? Does that mean Brother Yushen's illness is about to be cured?"

Even Jiang Chi in the front seat couldn't help but glance at him, his eyebrows raised in surprise.

The situation has actually taken a turn for the better after just one night?

"Yes, a new drug has been developed," Huo Qin said objectively. "If you include the later rehabilitation treatment, it will still take some time."

When the topic of new drugs came up, Huo Qin paused, pointing with his finger.

He truly hadn't expected that the drug Huo's Medical recently put into clinical trials would happen to be the one that Pei Yu was allergic to.

Hmm? What medicine? I think I've heard of it before?

The system, which had been eavesdropping, quickly flipped through the plot.

Its memory was accurate; the version of the special medicine that gave Pei Yushen hope for treatment should have been developed first by the Xie family, but it was three years later, by which time Pei Yushen had already committed suicide. The development and release of the new medicine somewhat comforted the Pei couple's grief over the loss of their son, and brought great prestige to the Xie family. It was also an effective aid for the protagonist to turn the tide and ultimately defeat the Huo family.

Now, this drug has not only been released ahead of schedule, but it was also developed by a company under the Huo Group.

The system finally got its long-dormant brain working again.

If "Good Luck" can be explained by its appearance three years ahead of schedule, does the change in the main body of research and development indicate that the fortune of the novel world is shifting towards the Huo family?

To be more precise, is it leaning towards Chaochao?

The system believes this is not impossible.

No, it's absolutely possible!!!

Otherwise, how could Chaochao have been chosen as the key to saving the corrupted world?! Besides, Chaochao is so cute, clever, kind, and adorable; she deserves it!!!

The system is getting cocky, but it won't say anything. Humph!

After hearing Huo Qin's explanation, Jiang Chi's peach blossom eyes showed a brief look of confusion.

Is this medicine made from Chinese cabbage? They just developed it like that? No, even high-quality Chinese cabbage is very difficult to cultivate…

Huo Qin: "In short, you don't need to worry about him."

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