She jumped up and rummaged through her cloth bag, then took out a spare carton of strawberry milk, deftly inserted a straw, and solemnly presented it to Huo Qin, "Daddy, you must be hungry after working for so long, right?"

Seeing this, Huo Qin raised his eyebrows and pushed the milk carton to the side with a long, slender finger. "No rush, dinner is coming soon."

Chaochao held the milk and remained silent for a moment, like a piece of burnt pork belly, resentfully exuding the aroma of cumin.

Huo Qin's brow twitched slightly, and he cupped Chaochao's armpits with both hands, bringing them close to his nose and sniffing discreetly.

Huo Qin paused slightly upon feeling the sudden weight on his arm.

As Chaochao was lifted into the air like a puppy, alarm bells went off in her mind, and her heart pounded with panic.

Could it be that Dad found out about that extra bite?

After the test was completed, Huo Qin slowly tilted his head back. Chao Chao, who had been anxious and flustered, instantly showed a well-behaved and innocent smile in front of Huo Qin.

The father and daughter's eyes met. Huo Qin's gaze was meaningful, while Chaochao held the milk in her two little hands, her almond-shaped eyes looking honest and simple.

Just as Huo Qin was about to speak, the little dumpling stopped him with a tragic expression, his heavy eyes seeming to say, "Alright, you don't need to say anything more."

She solemnly handed the milk carton to Huo Qin's dark eyes, mimicking his meaningful gaze—

"Daddy, everything that needs to be said is in the milk."

"…………"

Huo Qin stared at the milk in front of him, falling into a long silence.

Where did she learn that from?

Chaochao, the miscellaneous animal, blinked. After Huo Qinzhen took the milk, she nodded self-deceivingly and jumped out of his arms.

Ding! The other party has retracted a little dumpling to you~

The little dumpling walked towards the door, turning its head away as if to escape, its short legs swinging incredibly fast.

"Okay, let's go home, the food's getting cold."

Wang Jie, who was guarding the door, saw Chaochao take the first step out and a look of confusion flashed in her eyes. She looked inside and saw President Huo slowly standing up.

The other person raised his dark eyes to look at her, his gaze deep and indifferent.

Fearing exposure for concealing military intelligence, Wang Jie gave a stiff smile and quickly followed Miss Chaochao.

Can someone tell her whether President Huo knew or not?

Wait, Miss Chaochao, don't leave her behind!

But soon, Wang Jie realized that she had made a wasted trip.

Because she had a secret in her heart, the little dumpling ran away in a hurry but her father didn't catch up. So she rushed back and took Huo Qin's hand and walked outside.

"Daddy, dinner is really, really getting cold!"

Wang Jie: ...I'm very busy, but I don't know what I'm busy with.