When she was carried into the back seat of the car, Chaochao became a little more awake. She tilted her head back, felt the cool breeze slipping in through the gap at the top of the car window, and lazily yawned.

"If you're sleepy, take a nap. When you wake up, you'll be home."

Huo Qin glanced down and checked her child safety belt.

The little fox hair accessory has been removed and placed in the bag next to the man, along with the dog hair accessory and other small toys, to prevent the child's ears from hurting from wearing them for too long.

"Okay...okay...then remember to call me, Daddy..."

After speaking softly, Chaochao leaned back in her comfortable leather chair and peacefully closed her eyes.

Huo Qin watched as her breathing gradually became even and deep, as if she had truly fallen asleep, before he looked away and picked up the documents lying to the side to begin reading.

"Wait a minute."

The child, who was thought to be asleep, suddenly did a sit-up and was immediately bounced back into the seat by the seatbelt.

It's like a stranded salted fish on a riverbank suddenly twitching.

Huo Qin's fingertips, which were lifting the document, paused slightly: "..."

Still undecided about whether it was salty or not, Chaochao turned to look at him, her serious little face showing worry, and her childish voice carrying a heavy tone—

"Daddy, do you think the little bees will come back after they're blown into the sky?"

Huo Qin completely abandoned the documents and stared at her as well.

The driver, who was secretly peeking through the rearview mirror, saw such a clear question in President Huo's indifferent eyes for the first time.

The people around me are too silent.

This did not affect Chaochao's continued deep contemplation.

She was about to fall asleep, and she was really just one step away from it.

Just before going to sleep, fragments of the fireworks show flashed through her mind, and as she savored them, she suddenly seemed to discover a blind spot.

It doesn't matter how Snow White, Elsa, or Prince Charming ascend to heaven.

Because they have magic!

But the lambs, bees, and pigs living in her home day and night were clearly just ordinary babies! They were weak, helpless, and unable to take care of themselves!

They've all been turned into fireworks, blown into the sky, and shattered into pieces!

Watching the fireworks, it was the first time Chaochao had ever seen the merchandise of her beloved concubines, and she was extremely excited.

Now, recalling that magnificent and splendid scene, Chaochao feels a chill in her heart.

Thinking about this problem again would be too cruel for a child, so she decided to pass the trouble on to the adults.

"Papa".

The little girl, her hands clasped behind her head, spoke in a soft, mournful voice, her eyes filled with sorrow, as she revealed the result of her long and agonizing thought.

"Should I pick them up piece by piece?"

She cast a hopeful glance at Huo Qin, hoping that the reliable adult could come up with a simpler and more effective solution.

For example, she might plead with the powerful princesses to revive her friends.

If they agree, it wouldn't be impossible for her to become everyone's personal maid in the castle.

Thinking of this, Chaochao looked out the car window with a melancholy expression.

She can endure it all for her family, really.

What if the witch sister also wants her to be a servant?

Chaochao, her mind suddenly sparking with inspiration, quickly thought about it.

Um--

As long as food and lodging are provided and she doesn't eat, it doesn't matter where she works.

Having silently resolved to "endure humiliation and bear heavy burdens" and "sleep on firewood and taste gall" for more than ten years, Chaochao asked in a tone that was three parts relief, three parts sorrow, and three parts peace: "Daddy, what do you say?"

Huo Qin: "..."

The system thought it could actually read Huo Qin's micro-expressions.

The system spoke on behalf of itself: "He said, 'Stop talking.'"

Chaochao: "?"

Huo Qin rubbed his temples helplessly, but then found the little dumpling's heroic expression just now really cute, and a suppressed laugh couldn't help but escape from the corners of his lips that had just been pursed.

"Why not buy a super-large vacuum cleaner?"

He was joking.

Chaochao was silent for a second, then shocked.

"Daddy, you're so smart!"

There are such intelligent people in the world!

He then humbly asked, "Is one machine enough?"

Huo Qin smiled calmly: "..."

...

Even after Huo Qin reassured her that everything was fine at home, the worried Chaochao still couldn't fall asleep.

Hochin is processing documents pending review within the group.

The little boy next to me, clutching his tablet, would sometimes awkwardly glance at the appliance store, then click into the online Taoist teachings class, nodding his head as if he'd learned something: "Oh~~"

The half-hour drive from the amusement park to the villa is over.

As soon as the driver opened the back door, Chaochao, who had unbuckled her seatbelt within a second, jumped out of the car.

In the bright hall, Jiang Chi, who was leaning back on the sofa, was heard before he was seen, and he lazily opened his mouth and smiled.

"Little Chaochao, you're playing so late—"

"My bees! My sheep! My pigs! My rabbits!..."

The little dumpling, who would normally stand at attention and be completely at ease when he called her name, kicked off her shoes as soon as she entered the door, turned around and ran towards the display case without even glancing at the sofa.

Jiang Chi, who was completely ignored: "..."

Concerned for her beloved concubine, Chaochao was in a great hurry, running and howling, fearing that if she was even a step too late, her entire family would be wiped out.

"I'm back! You guys—"

Looking at her beloved little balloons, they were still exactly the same as they were when she left home that morning, with no one missing and even their positions exactly the same.

Having come to a sudden stop, Chaochao slowly knelt down as if exhausted, supporting herself with her two chubby little hands on the ground, and took a long breath as if she had almost been frightened by a mouse.

"—It's good that you're all alright."

Daddy hadn't lied to her after all.

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