After the weekend, Xie Jingcheng had to go back to school and stay in his apartment near the school.

Chaochao was very reluctant to leave, and pitifully lowered her head. Only after Xie Jingcheng repeatedly assured her that he would come home every weekend did she reluctantly wave her little hand to say goodbye.

Soon after, the banquet that the two men of the Huo family had been preparing was also put on the agenda.

At the banquet, the Huo family will officially announce Chaochao's identity to the public and introduce her to all the upper class in City B.

On the morning of the banquet.

Huo Qin, who was already dressed in formal attire, gently pinched Chao Chao's cheek. The little dumpling was still fast asleep, her incredibly curled eyelashes casting a faint shadow on her delicate skin. Her small nose flared up and down, and her chubby cheeks were tinged with pink, like a delicious peach jelly, bouncy and chewy. Huo Qin couldn't help but touch her.

Although the little dumpling warned repeatedly and fiercely that we shouldn't pinch it anymore.

"Chaochao, wake up."

"Mmm..." The little dumpling made a whimpering sound like a kitten, but its eyes were not actually open, and its breathing was still steady. It was just subconsciously responding to its father.

The little girl usually wakes up shortly after Hochin gets up because she wants to have breakfast with her dad.

But today, Chaochao is exceptionally sleepy.

Because she stayed up late last night.

Because she woke up late from her afternoon nap, she missed watching one episode of cartoons that afternoon, so the little girl threw a tantrum, wanting to watch another episode that evening.

As a result, the child who used to go to bed at nine o'clock didn't fall asleep until ten o'clock yesterday.

I'm so sleepy I can barely keep my eyes open.

Huo Qin: "Then let's sleep for another hour."

The little dumpling didn't react at all, so Huo Qin pinched her cheek again before stopping.

In her hazy state, Chaochao seemed to hear her father's distant voice. She wanted to nod firmly, but—

Daddy's sorry... Chaochao's head is just too heavy QAQ...

An hour later, Hochin came to the room, but the child still showed no signs of waking up.

Huo Qin raised his eyebrows and said in a slightly louder voice, "Huo Chaochao, get up."

"..."

There was no response.

Huo Qin rubbed his temples and had no choice but to take forceful measures, pulling the blanket off the little dumpling.

Who knew that the little one, still dreaming, would never leave the warm bed, grabbing the edge of the blanket with both little hands, and was lifted up along with the blanket.

"..." Huo Qin shook the blanket, and Chaochao immediately fell onto the bed like a little gecko that had fallen off.

I finally woke up.

Chaochao struggled to her feet, rubbed her eyes with her little hands, and greeted in a childish voice, "Good morning, Daddy..."

As he spoke, he opened his mouth and let out a big yawn.

Good morning.

It's already 9:30, any later and it'll be lunchtime.

Huo Qin straightened her pajamas and said slowly.

Will you still stay up late watching cartoons in the future?

Then he saw that Chaochao, who was still very sleepy, tried to open her eyes wide, but was weak and listless. However, she said something very stubborn: "I want to see...".

Animated films are so good, why not watch them?

Huo Qin laughed in exasperation.

"Go have breakfast."

He pinched the little dumpling's cheek again.

With Aunt Ning's help, Chaochao, who was so sleepy she was pecking at rice like a chick, finally finished her breakfast.

Then a group of people filed in, pushing around various luxurious dresses, shoes, and accessories; they were stylists hired by Mr. Huo.

Inside the room, several people surrounded Chaochao. The head stylist, Tony, was a blond, blue-eyed foreigner who looked at Chaochao with shining eyes.

"Oh! Sweetheart, you're like an angel!"

Chaochao put on a new dress.

"Oh my God! You're so adorable! You look good in everything!"

Chaochao tied her hair up.

Oh! My heart was born to beat for you, my princess!

Chaochao started yawning.

"Oh! Darling, you are God's perfect masterpiece! That yawn just hit my heart!"

Those around him were already used to Tony's insane praise. Whenever he saw someone who perfectly matched his aesthetic, his mouth would chatter on and on like a rainbow-colored fart machine.

And honestly, this little kid is just so adorable!

The little bundle sat there obediently, like a delicate porcelain doll in a shop window.

Those eyelashes! Those eyes! That nose! That mouth!

And this hair, it's a natural dark brown!

Mr. Huo has black hair, which seems to be inherited from the baby's mother, so she must be a rare beauty.

Exhausted, Chaochao was like a heartless puppet, completely at their mercy.

A young woman exclaimed, "Hey! Kid, you can't eat pearls!"

"ah?"

Half-asleep, Chaochao thought she was still eating breakfast and mistook the pearl for sweet fermented rice balls, so she opened her mouth to eat it.

Fortunately, it was stopped in time.

Upon hearing the exclamation, Huo Qin immediately stood up: "..."

From now on, we can't let the little guy stay up late anymore.

An hour later, after discussion, everyone agreed on the dress and hairstyle.

Before leaving, Chief Tony bent down and looked at Chaochao, saying in broken Chinese, "Sweetheart, see you this afternoon."

As she spoke, she gave him a flirtatious flying kiss.

However, a distressed Chaochao said that the signal was bad and she couldn't receive it.

Tony could only leave with a rose in his mouth, feeling regretful.

After lunch, Chaochao took a long nap and finally regained her usual energy.

In the afternoon, when she met Tony, she greeted him happily and spoke in broken English.

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