A crack appeared on Huo Qin's indifferent face in the darkness unseen by anyone.

Has he really become an adult who can't live without children?

My heart skipped a beat, my fingertips trembled as they gripped the safety rope, causing the rope to suddenly taut and straighten.

Just like an old man lying on his side fishing, Chaochao was suddenly pulled down, like a bacon roll that had been fried until it was greasy being flipped over.

Chaochao, suddenly forced to lie down: "?"

Huo Qin, who immediately came to his senses but was simultaneously speechless, was speechless: "..."

"Papa—Papa—"

The little dumpling looked angrily as she climbed up from the deck, still holding onto her all-natural fishing rod. She turned to face Huo Qin, one hand on her hip, her round black eyes staring at him as if she were holding her breath.

The system was a little worried that she would suffocate herself.

Xiao Qi, who had been observing silently, was also surprised to find that Huo Qin could have such a rich range of expressions in just three seconds. First, it seemed as if his expression cracked slightly, then he stiffened slightly when he saw Chao Chao being pulled down by the rope, and now, when facing Chao Chao, he actually avoided looking at her as if he didn't really know what was going on.

The image of the little dumpling getting up in a disheveled but resilient manner played again in his mind.

"Sorry... my hand slipped."

Huo Qin looked at her and apologized sincerely and earnestly, his voice tinged with guilt.

"Hehe, I forgive you."

Just a second ago, Chaochao had a tense little face and was pretending to be angry. In an instant, she smiled and turned around to sit cross-legged again. Half of her head was tucked into the orange life jacket. Her back was square, like an upright little turtle.

Chaochao, who was sitting at the bow of the boat, reminded him.

"Daddy, hold the leash tight," she said, completely accepting of being leashed like a puppy. She then automatically activated her boastful voice line, "I'll be catching some fish soon, and you'll get a good meal!"

The sweet, childlike voice casually said to him, "Your seatbelt is fastened, right? I'll take you for a ride now."

In reality, a three-and-a-half-year-old child can't get a driver's license and become an experienced driver, but he can be a fisherman.

The system, which had been drugged, obligingly cheered them on.

"Go, baby! You're the best! You can do it! There are fewer people here, so the fish must be especially easy to catch!"

"..." Upon hearing this, Huo Qin, whose mind was racing with eight hundred thoughts, closed his eyes, paused for a second, then opened them again, his dark, deep eyes shifting to the side and fixing on a certain spot.

It was empty there, nothing but air.

Only the system made a horrifying discovery.

It's staring right at Huo, Qin, and others!

Those narrow eyes were dark, cold, and deep.

It's like being trapped in a tight, impenetrable net.

Holy crap!

The system felt a chill run down its spine; each crashing piece of program code was like countless goosebumps rising on its skin.

"Waaaaah! Chaochao! Chaochao! Ah! Help!!"

The system, terrified, emitted a sharp, explosive sound. At that moment, it wished it could transform into a cannon and flash directly into Chaochao's mind.

"My darling, save me! It's a ghost! It's a ghost! Waaaaah!"

Chaochao, who was focused on her work, was startled by the system's howl, and her little hand holding the tree branch—no, the fishing rod—couldn't help but tremble.

As the system retreated to its lair at top speed, just as it was about to cry and seek comfort from its little one, it felt the silent gaze from the little dumpling, which contained three parts doubt and four parts resentment.

After spending so many days together, the system immediately understood the little dumpling's unspoken meaning.

A ghost...? Are you talking about yourself?

The system was speechless: "..."

Since it cannot be seen with the naked eye, it does indeed resemble a ghost more.

But it was really scared, waaaaah...

It was indeed impossible to capture, so after regaining its senses, it was unclear whether Huo Qin had actually discovered it.

It glanced at it again stealthily.

She noticed that the man's indifferent gaze remained fixed on that spot—

Extending along the original location of the system, through the gaps in the painted boat's carved railings, the view falls far away on the steward who is hugging a tree and weeping by the lake.

system:"……"

system:"…………"

It has the above eighteen points to make.

No, sir! Cross-species relationships are no good! Doing this in broad daylight is bound to cause misunderstandings!

Fortunately, it was just a false alarm.

The system's anxiety finally subsided.

Huo Qin noticed the butler's strange behavior from afar and frowned slightly.

It seems that his brain dimensions are indeed different from ordinary people, and the stupid things he said before seem to be somewhat understandable.

but.

Huo Qin's furrowed brows relaxed, and his dark eyes, which no one was watching, became even more unfathomable.

He recalled the fleeting, wind-like touch that had brushed against his cheek just moments before, his handsome, flawless face remaining indifferent.