"...chaochao?"

Xie Jingcheng frowned slightly and asked hesitantly.

His response came from a muffled, childlike voice coming from the corner of the sofa, "I...I'm here..."

"What are you doing hiding there?" Xie Jingcheng narrowed his phoenix eyes.

"I didn't... I wasn't hiding, I was just resting, uh-yes, resting." The little dumpling's stammering voice floated over.

Ostrich Chaochao wiggled her little bottom and pointed to the dining room on the other side, "Auntie's almost done cooking lunch, Brother Jingcheng, you can eat with Daddy..."

Xie Jingcheng asked expressionlessly, "Aren't you going to eat with me?"

"I can eat by myself..."

The little dumpling on the other side explained in a muffled voice.

Xie Jingcheng raised his long, slender fingers and loosened his bow tie.

He had just escaped from a banquet attended by a large number of elites because Xie Yulin, who was supposed to attend, had canceled his attendance.

The bespoke suit perfectly accentuated the young man's figure, with broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and a well-proportioned physique. His exceptionally handsome features exuded a youthful charm that everyone present envied, making him the center of attention at the banquet.

At that moment, the boy's sharp, handsome eyebrows were half-hidden as he calmly uttered the key question: "Why aren't you looking at me?"

In the corner of the sofa, the little ostrich shuddered and then buried its face even deeper.

It doesn't seem like he's done something wrong, so does that mean he doesn't want to see him?

Xie Jingcheng had heard from people around him that his younger sister was very attached to him when she was little, but she became distant as she grew up, but he never took it to heart.

Because he would never allow that day to happen.

However, at this very moment.

The cub Chaochao keenly sensed the unusual emotion in the person behind her. Before she could even stammer out a reply, she was suddenly pulled out of the sofa. "?"

Chaochao, realizing what was happening, exclaimed: "!!!"

"No, no! Brother Jingcheng, please put me down!"

The little dumpling, held under its armpits, screamed and struggled.

Xie Jingcheng frowned and hugged the restless little dumpling closer. Chaochao used her two little hands to push against his shoulders, making a last-ditch effort. She forced her face back, not wanting Xie Jingcheng to see her.

But Xie Jingcheng suddenly lowered his arm.

"Tell me what happened first..."

He paused when he looked down and saw the little dumpling's face.

"What...what's wrong with your eyes?"

Chaochao kicked her legs and pretended to be dead: "..."

In the end, Chaochao, having been exposed, stopped struggling, her heart filled with despair, and she collapsed like a half-dead little salted fish.

Xie Jingcheng could no longer understand the reason for Chaochao's unusual behavior. The young man secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and the corners of his lips involuntarily turned up. However, when he saw Chaochao's lifeless little face, he instantly let it fall. He pretended to be calm and called her name: "Chaochao".

As soon as he finished speaking, the little dumpling in his arms, who had been pretending to be dead, stirred, then, as if a dead fish had come back to life, tilted its head back and snuggled into the boy's cool embrace, sobbing, "Waaah, Brother Jingcheng, Daddy said I got dark circles under my eyes because I stayed up all night..."

Xie Jingcheng glanced sideways at the two blobs of dark foundation under the little girl's eyes. It must be foundation, right? His thin lips parted slightly, but he ultimately closed them again. "..."

President Huo must have had his reasons for choosing this method.

"If you go to bed earlier in the future, you'll feel better."

He held Chaochao in his arms, patted her back with his other hand, and said gently, "It's not bad, don't worry."

Chaochao loosened her grip on his neck, raised her head, and stared at him pitifully with her sincere, large eyes:

"Really?"

Xie Jingcheng looked down at her, his gaze unwavering: "Mm."

Chaochao tilted her head and stared at him suspiciously for a while. When she saw the boy looking back at her calmly, she blinked and then chuckled twice.

The whole dumpling immediately became joyful again.

Xie Jingcheng turned his head almost imperceptibly and took a breath.

Actually, it's not ugly at all; in fact, it's quite cute.

It's something that makes you want to laugh if you look at it for too long.

"Brother Jingcheng, put me down, I want to watch TV."

After quickly adjusting her mindset, Chaochao patted Xie Jingcheng on the shoulder, her panda eyes fixed on the screen.

We were almost at the exciting part, but because it was being delayed so quickly, we didn't press the pause button.

There's only one last little climax left, and Chaochao definitely won't miss it.

The boy, who was about to offer further words of comfort, fell silent: "..."

Although Xie Jingcheng only wanted to see the little dumpling, he was still made to stay for lunch. Of course, he ate at the same table as Chaochao.

Since Brother Jingcheng has already seen it, what's the point of dividing the table? It's too much trouble to pack the dishes back and forth, and the machine will get tired of washing three or four more plates.

Chaochao explained this to Xiaoqi with a clear conscience.

Just as Chaochao was engrossed in eating, Xie Jingcheng, who was sitting next to her, looked at Huo Qin across from her. He was aloof and indifferent, and looked up at her as if nothing had happened. Their eyes met.

When Chaochao raised her head and picked up a piece of green vegetable with her chopsticks, their eyes met briefly, but they understood each other without saying a word.

The system, which saw everything, had incredibly mixed feelings.

It wanted Chaochao to discover the truth on her own, but at the same time, it didn't want Chaochao to know the truth, so in the end, it could only comfort itself.

It's alright, the child is still young, they'll grow out of it.

Waaaaah! And I have to say, even with dark circles under his eyes, he's incredibly cute! I want to cuddle him so badly—

...

Jiang Chi finished his schedule for the day and returned to the Huo family home around 2 or 3 p.m.

As he stepped into the hall from the entrance, he saw Chaochao, who had just woken up from her afternoon nap, yawning as she walked out of her room on the second floor.

The young man abruptly stopped, his handsome short silver-white hair gleaming brilliantly in the slanting sunlight. His cool, languid peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, even with his 5.0 naked-eye vision—

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