Before the last class in the afternoon, Yan Shuangxi came over excitedly and said, "Ningning, a new mala tang restaurant opened near the school. How about we go eat there after school?"

Yu Ning, who had packed her schoolbag in advance, gave her an apologetic smile and explained gently, "I can't go today, I have something to do tonight."

Yan Shuangxi knew that Yu Ning's family background was special, so she just sighed and said, "Then I'll go and taste it for you first."

Yu Ning smiled and agreed.

When she left the school gate after school, she waited for ten minutes longer than usual, but the familiar little figure still did not appear.

She lowered her eyes and unconsciously squeezed the crystal pig in her pocket, as if comforting herself but also seemingly harboring a slight resentment. She stood quietly for a short while before turning and walking into the crowd.

The Huo family.

After being fussed over by Aunt Ning, Chaochao, dressed in a light pink and light green lotus-patterned tutu, was carried into the car by Huo Qin with a bewildered expression.

Two signature little pigtails were adorned with matching silk bows, and her bewildered look made her seem like a little flower fairy who had wandered into the mortal world, lively and elegant.

"Daddy, where are we going? To Grandpa's house?"

Chaochao peered out the car window, her big eyes full of confusion.

But this road doesn't look like it.

Huo Qin didn't change his clothes. He was still wearing the handmade suit he usually wore for work, but he changed to a slightly brighter burgundy tie. The man walking towards them had broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and a tall, slender figure. Even though Chaochao spent almost every day with Huo Qin, she couldn't help but be blinded by his good looks.

Then, in a daze, my dad took me to the car.

Huo Qin gently settled the little girl into her seat, fastened her seatbelt, and replied softly, "Let's go buy something."

Buying things?

Chaochao blinked, half believing and half doubting.

But since it was Daddy who said it, then it must be true.

After quickly convincing herself, Chaochao pulled Huo Qin's left arm, rested her chubby little face on it, and mumbled in her baby voice, "Then I'll sleep a little longer... Daddy, wake me when we get there."

Huo Qin gently pulled out the hair that was pressed down by her and responded softly, "Mmm."

The Huo family driver, who was driving, saw the affectionate interaction between the father and daughter through the rearview mirror and felt extremely warm inside.

He sighed with emotion, recalling how, when Miss Chaochao first arrived at the Huo family, he had to carry her out of the car.

And now there's no time to even get in line...

The driver, who was feeling sentimental at first, suddenly broke down in tears.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Lin Cheng stole glances at Chaochao, who was sleeping in the back seat, and couldn't help but reveal a lecherous uncle-in-law smile on his face.

Waaaaah, I haven't seen Chaochao in so long.

This little dress is so cute, I love it!

I really want to take a picture of it!

At the same time, in the front row of the car, two pairs of eyes, one with a clear sense of joy and the other with a different emotion, met unexpectedly in the rearview mirror.

The driver and Lin Cheng exchanged glances, their sorrow and smiles freezing in their eyes: "…………"

Half an hour later.

When she felt the arm that was holding her being slowly pulled away, Chaochao, who had been dozing for a while, finally opened her eyes. Huo Qin was lifting her up from the seat when a uniformed etiquette officer respectfully opened the car door.

As Chaochao gradually regained consciousness, she frowned and carefully studied the red carpet her father was walking on. The hostess respectfully accepted the black and gold invitation from Lin Cheng and then led the way, taking them to the VIP box area on the second floor of the auction venue.

If the Huo family were to come...

The organizer specifically instructed that the private room with the best view and the most spacious area must be reserved for Mr. Huo.

Chaochao's gaze was unexpectedly drawn to the pretty young lady in front of her, and it wasn't until the lady pushed open the door of the private room and smiled as she prepared to leave that Chaochao's mind finally cleared up from the radiant effect of her beauty.

She sat in a semi-circular crescent-shaped leather sofa, with various expensive snacks and fruits, and even vintage wines, prepared on the coffee table in front of her.

Chaochao jumped off the sofa, feeling a bit thirsty after just waking up. With a clear purpose, she grabbed a slice of watermelon and started eating. "Daddy, are we really here to buy things?"

As she ate, she looked at Huo Qin, who was sitting in the main seat, with a puzzled expression.

There's nothing for sale in this room.

There's a huge glass window here, and oh, and a super wide TV set, and it's kerosene?

Huo Qin checked the emails on his phone. Because it was a last-minute trip, the original meeting was postponed, and there were still many other documents that he needed to review.

He turned off his phone screen, looked up to meet Chaochao's gaze, and said calmly, "I did come to buy something."

The man tilted his chin slightly towards the panoramic glass window and said in a calm tone, "You can have whatever you want."

If another company said this, it might be considered laughable. But this is a top-tier international auction house, where the items for sale are either collections of royalty or genuine works by renowned artists, historical antiques, and priceless treasures, all with starting bids in the nine figures.

To buy all the items at an auction house in one go, you'd need to be incredibly wealthy.

But upon seeing that it was the Huo family... all I can say is sorry to bother you. The Huo family might actually be a good match.

Huo Qin patted the seat next to him, and Chaochao, who had finished shopping, immediately came over and obediently climbed onto the sofa, already holding a bag of chocolate chip cookies in her hand.

Lin Cheng, taking the initiative to stand on the other side, thoughtfully pushed another bowl of strawberries over to Chaochao, immediately receiving a soft thank you from the little dumpling: "Thank you, Uncle Lin~"

Lin Cheng clutched his heart: Oh my god... how can I take this...

Huo Qin cast a cold glance at his secretary, who seemed to have lost her mind.

Upon receiving the summons from the Indian branch, Lin Cheng immediately straightened his posture, bowed respectfully to the side, and then wiped the cold sweat from his forehead before sitting down.