Pei Yushen: "..."

They really learn from their mistakes again and again.

Oh well, there's nothing I can do about it, my sister is just a bit clingy.

They're the kind of people who won't let you let go of anything.

The little dumpling let out a soft sigh, which was actually full of showing off. As soon as she finished sighing, she couldn't help but giggle happily. Her fluffy fishtail braids swayed back and forth, just like a little carp swimming happily in the water.

Today, the little dumpling wasn't wearing her signature little bun because Huo Qin was trying out a new hairstyle for Chaochao again.

In the morning.

A little dumpling with rich combat experience pretended to be watching cartoons intently. Just as Huo Qin, who kept slipping his fingers, frowned and was dissatisfied with the final result, Chao Chao, who hadn't even glanced in the mirror and seemed completely indifferent, suddenly jumped up and slipped out of Huo Qin's encirclement like an eel.

"Daddy, I won't let you take it apart!"

Thank goodness! If Daddy had acted any later, she would have been completely hooked!

Almost completely engrossed, Chaochao first calmed her racing heart, then her eyes showed unwavering determination—

Today, Daddy's braids must stay with her!

Although she had no idea what she looked like, and there was no mirror nearby for her to see her hair combed back in a fluffy, starch-coated fried fish tail with several wispy strands sticking out.

Huo Qin: "...Take a look in the mirror first."

After hesitating for a moment, the wary little dumpling immediately and righteously rejected her father's suggestion. What if there was a trap on the other side? She could just grab her and tear her hair out and do the deed.

"I can watch it here too."

Chaochao turned her head and tried to see her reflection in the glass window, but she couldn't see the back of her head at all.

"..." A certain child with selectively stubborn traits pretended to examine the blurry reflection on the glass window, and nodded with satisfaction while lying through his teeth, "Hmm, nice, nice."

Today, she's going to live and die with her braided hair!

Huo Qin: "…………"

In the end, Huo Qin could only let the little dumpling go as she had made up her mind, and Wang Jie's eyes lit up instantly when she saw Chaochao coming out of the president's office.

Miss Chaochao's braids are so fluffy and pretty today, she looks just like a lively little elf from a comic book.

Little did they know that the fluffy fishtail braid that enhanced the overall atmosphere was simply because Mr. Huo couldn't hold onto the little dumpling's soft hair.

Even now, Wang Jie, who was waiting at the door of the study and peeking inside, was immediately attracted by Chaochao's cute little braids.

Mr. Huo has truly mastered the craft this time.

As expected of President Huo, he's incredibly capable no matter what industry he's in.

Getting back to the point, at this moment, Chaochao, with a reserved yet slightly proud expression, let go of her hands on her hips, and a flash of wisdom suddenly appeared in her mind.

"Brother Yu Shen, do you want a hug too?"

Chaochao felt that this was very likely.

Otherwise, why would Brother Yu Shen care so much about this issue?

Caught off guard by the little boy's bright eyes, Pei Yushen's grip on his cane tightened almost imperceptibly. He pursed his lips, reminding himself to calm down, before finally speaking in a low voice:

That's not what I meant.

Little did anyone know that Chaochao on the other side immediately revealed a knowing look, as if she knew what she was going to say. She sighed helplessly, took a step forward, and opened her small arms to hug Pei Yushen's leg. When asked a question, she answered with her own words:

"—Then let's hug."

The little dumpling, though sounding a bit reluctant, moved with fiery enthusiasm and hugged the boy tightly, her almond-shaped eyes narrowing.

Her older brothers and sisters, who always said one thing but meant another.

If she weren't so clever, she wouldn't have been able to react.

Hehe, I feel like my brain works much better after going through what happened to my sister.

Holding Pei Yushen, Chaochao's little face couldn't help but beam with admiration—for her own clever mind that had taken another step closer to great intelligence.

The system wanted to say: ...Little one, are you sure it's not because you suffered a "beating" from Yu Ning?

When Chaochao hugged his legs, Pei Yushen's fingers stiffened instantly, and he almost lost his grip on his cane.

The child's warm body heat continuously seeped through the fabric. Apart from the sudden spasms and pain that struck him in the dead of night, this was the first time Pei Yushen had ever directly realized that his body and even his soul were slowly but steadily recovering.

When no longer touched as before, one becomes numb and unaware.

After hugging for a while, Chaochao suddenly noticed that the world in front of her was shaking up and down with increasing intensity. She raised her head in confusion and shock, only to find that it was her chin that had started vibrating.

Chaochao's suspicious gaze slowly shifted to the leg she was hugging, then gradually moved upwards until it landed on the calm profile of the black-haired boy.

She abruptly released her small hand, took a step back, and stared at Pei Yushen in disbelief.

Pei Yushen, who had never stood still for so long before, trembled. His taut arms strained so much that the veins on the back of his hands bulged, and his long legs, unable to support him, were also trembling slightly.

The boy's handsome face remained calm as if nothing had happened. His dark eyes were lowered, and he looked at the bewildered little boy with remarkable composure: "What's wrong?"

System: Heh... a stubborn and proud young man.

The stark contrast between her upper and lower body made the dazed Chaochao wonder if she had opened her eyes incorrectly today.

No, Brother Yu Shen, why don't you look down and take a look?

Chaochao reached out and supported the boy's trembling forearms, soothing him with her soft, childlike voice.

"Brother, don't get too excited, let's calm down first."

Why is Yu Shen so happy just from her hug?! Hasn't she hugged him before?!

The little dumpling, whose horizons had been broadened, was completely bewildered, and subsequently became even more convinced of the "saying one thing but meaning another" theory.

"Come on, Brother Yu Shen, take a deep breath with me—"

After trying her best to calm Chaochao down, she took several deep breaths before suddenly realizing she had forgotten to inhale: "..."

Turning around abruptly and seeing Pei Yushen still breathing, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "Phew—"

Pei Yushen: "...I'm really fine."

The little dumpling clearly didn't believe it: "Is that really true?"

She saw it with both eyes!

"..."

Pei Yushen, his earlobes flushed slightly, looked away, as if even his shallow breaths were scalding hot. After all, he was three or four years younger than Xie Jingcheng and Yu Ci, and the young boy, still shy, had a slightly unsteady voice, but Chaochao still didn't notice.

"So you and Yu Ning just made up like that?"

Upon hearing this, the little dumpling paused for two seconds, then nodded rapidly like a chick pecking at rice, his little face beaming with a silly grin.

"Oh yeah, yeah, Sister Yu Ning also said that she has never disliked me!"