The warm-up exercises before getting out of bed were successfully completed. The little dumpling sat up straight in bed, full of energy, like a small green seedling that had absorbed enough nutrients and photosynthesized fully.

Little Green Sprout turned her head and saw Huo Qin sitting by the crescent-shaped glass window. The silhouette against the glass added a touch of magnificence to the man's noble and aloof profile. Little Green Sprout's vision blurred for a moment, and she sighed blankly, "Daddy, you're so handsome..."

The moment a certain daughter woke up from her afternoon nap, she was immediately captivated by her father's stunning good looks.

She looks stunning no matter how you look at her; no wonder so many women stare at her wherever she goes…

In the bright and spacious room, the little dumpling's baby voice, though soft, was clear enough that the castle butler, who was not far away, caught this exclamation that was almost like that of a pervert. His eyes widened immediately, and he quickly glanced to the side before making a fair assessment in his mind.

Yes, his face is indeed so handsome that it's impossible for others to look away.

Huo Qin, who receives bold and heartfelt confessions from Chaochao every morning, afternoon nap, and nighttime bedtime, remains calm even in the presence of outsiders. He pulls the distracted Chaochao to the bedside and casually nods, "Yeah, I know."

A handsome man who is self-aware is not desirable.

This sentence inexplicably flashed through Chaochao's mind.

Although I don't know exactly where I've heard of or seen it.

The system remained silent, perhaps feeling guilty; it was probably just a rant from its cloud-based TV streaming...?

Huo Qin, who was changing Chaochao's clothes, heard the child's voice, heavy and hesitant, coming from under the soft fabric: "Daddy, you don't want to know."

"..."

Fortunately, Huo Qin was used to Xiao Tuanzi's bold way of expressing love and her often whimsical and unpredictable thought process. After helping Xiao Tuanzi peek out from her neckline, he calmly nodded again: "Okay, I don't know."

The culprit: "..."

Why do I feel a faint sense of human-machine interaction in President Huo?

The adorable and delicate vintage-style tutu skirt is only available for lunch.

After changing back into her outing outfit, Chaochao spun around once, clearly more satisfied with the matching outfits she wore with her dad.

She skipped excitedly to the dressing table, looked at herself in the mirror, and carefully turned her face to the side, just like the image in her memory.

Huo Qin saw the little dumpling standing on the low stool looking in the mirror, her round face radiating confidence as she looked left and right, muttering to herself, "Hehe, I'm pretty too, just like Daddy..."

They're practically from the same boat!

This angle is exactly how Daddy looked sitting on the sofa!

When they go out, everyone says they're family.

The system weakly spoke up: "...Chao Chao, you mean to say they're cut from the same mold, right..."

Huo Qin was taking inventory of Chaochao's grain warehouse when she heard this, she paused for a very short second, and then continued to calmly pack her small backpack.

In reality, she was calmly considering whether to give Jiang Chi a few overseas gigs, something like wilderness survival, so he wouldn't have to come back to China for a year or two.

Otherwise, is the little dumpling's emerging narcissistic tendency inherited from him?

Huo Qin accepted the mini strawberry milk respectfully handed to him by the butler, stuffed it into his bag, and did so expressionlessly.

impossible.

Today's park visit plan: The original afternoon itinerary was to experience other amusement facilities, but because the amusement park was booked out and temporarily became partially open, I don't know how many netizens are now waiting outside hoping to bump into Chaochao, so the itinerary has been adjusted accordingly.

"Daddy, where are we going?"

The castle butler led the way for the sugar daddy, while Huo Qin, holding Chaochao's hand, replied, "On the ship."

When it comes to taking a boat, Chaochao recalls her experience of filming a program at the beach with the crew, which inevitably evokes her longing for her friends who are far away at sea.

My whale, are you alright?

Chaochao paused at the opportune moment, her round face gazing up at the sky. Just then, a flock of wild geese flew by, perfectly timed with their wings flapping.

Sigh, they didn't even bother to call back.

It would be good to have the little pigeon deliver a message.

Huo Qin felt the resistance in his hand, and when he looked down, he knew that the little dumpling had already gotten into character.

But the butler clearly didn't have a systematic understanding of the little girl's mind. Seeing the father and daughter stop, he assumed they had questions about the arrangements and immediately greeted them with a smile: "Mr. Huo and Miss, rest assured, the boats and equipment are all docked and ready."

The amusement park was chosen for its location nestled against mountains and beside water. The park's outer wall is adjacent to Qinglan Lake, where the water is clear, the trees sway, and the scenery is picturesque.

but.

Huo Qin looked at the large double-decker yacht, his cold black eyes shifting to the butler beside him who was looking at him with a fawning expression, as if he were waiting for praise.

The man's voice was even colder than the cool lake water, making one feel as if they were being pricked on the back of a tree. "...This is the boat you were talking about?"

On this 100-acre artificial lake?

Why don't you just let me sail straight out of the Pacific Ocean?

The butler broke out in a cold sweat: "...Yes, yes."

Is there a problem?

Chaochao stood in the shadow of the yacht, looking up with her mouth wide open and a flame of hope burning in her eyes.

Wow! We're really going out to sea?