Ji Shize's eyes widened in surprise, "Xie Jingcheng still needs to be fed?"

Chaochao couldn't distinguish between being fed and having food served to her, and gave him a strange look. "Of course."

Could it be that Xie Jingcheng grew up because he ate a lot?

Ji Shize instinctively felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it. At that moment, he secretly made up his mind that he also needed to eat more. "When I grow up, I want to become a man with the same spirit as Xie Jingcheng!"

And then... protect his little sister Chaochao...

Little Ji Shize secretly glanced at the little dumpling.

Chaochao naturally cheered on her friend's bold words, and then said expectantly, "You can also become as amazing as my dad!"

However.

"Uncle Huo Qin, let's just forget about it..."

Ji Shize hesitated and said, "The adults are all afraid of him. I overheard them talking, no, I didn't overhear them, I accidentally heard them talking."

Ji Shize glanced carefully at Chaochao's still normal expression, tried to choose his words carefully, but swallowed back the words "not a good person". He said, "I would say that your father is a little bit bad, ruthless and vicious, and you can't mess with him."

Even adults are afraid of him, let alone children.

For them, Xie Jingcheng was someone they could still approach, but Huo Qin was already a powerful figure, a demon king, whom they dared not even dream of meeting.

Little did anyone know that after hearing this, the little dumpling dropped the cookie in her hand with a thud, and her big eyes quickly filled with tears.

She sobbed, "My dad isn't bad at all. He lulls me to sleep, braids my hair... and he even gives me three candies a day!"

The other children only have one!

Even when Chaochao was openly targeted by a strange aunt, she was only a little angry. But when someone said something bad about Huo Qin, the little dumpling immediately burst into tears.

Ji Shize was stunned by Chaochao's tears and didn't know what to do.

The little dumpling turned away unhappily, tucking her hands behind her back and ignoring him.

Ji Shize walked up to her helplessly. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that about your father. I just heard it from the adults. I won't say it again. Chaochao, please don't ignore me."

Moreover, judging from what Chaochao said, Uncle Huoqin didn't seem so bad. Chaochao is his daughter, so she should know him best.

Ji Shize felt a little ashamed; he shouldn't have listened to hearsay.

"I'll grant you anything you want, Chaochao, please don't cry."

If you keep crying, he'll want to cry too, boohoo.

The three-year-old boy would get angry for a while and then stop being angry.

Chaochao finally turned to look at him, sniffed, and said, "Okay."

"But you said that about my dad! He would be very sad if he heard it."

When she said her last words, Chaochao's sweet little voice trembled with empathy.

Ji Shize repeatedly assured him, then asked, "What does Chaochao want?"

Even for things like diamond necklaces, he would ask his mother for them!

"I want..." Chaochao's eyes lit up, "that little bee balloon!"

Ji Shize: "..."

The little boy kept telling himself, "Chao Chao remembers you as a person, not just your balloon, hmm."

When Xie Jingcheng walked over, the children around Chaochao immediately retreated like a tide.

Xie Jingcheng looked down at her, his gaze falling on the little girl's slightly moist eyes. His brows furrowed, adding a touch of menace to his already aggressively handsome face. "Why are you crying? Who made you?"

Who's the blind fool again?

The little kids, three meters away, were so frightened that they all took a step back in unison.

Chaochao denied it, saying, "I didn't cry."

Xie Jingcheng: "I haven't wiped away my tears yet."

Chaochao instinctively reached out and touched it, "It's definitely dry!"

"..."

Chaochao sighed, her little voice soft, "Brother Jingcheng, do you think my dad is a bad person?"

The little dumpling looked at him with an expression that said, "You have to speak properly," and then another that said, "You can't lie to children."

"..." Xie Jingcheng raised an eyebrow, lowered his eyes and thought seriously for a while, "Your father... is not what I imagined, but at least, he is not a bad person."

It's just that his behavior is chilling.

The little dumpling immediately perked up, "Yes, yes, Daddy is super nice!"

That's because he gave you all the tenderness he had.

Xie Jingcheng looked at Chaochao, whose smile had returned, and thought silently.

He picked up the gift bag in his hand, "This is a gift for you, open it and take a look."

Chaochao's eyes lit up with surprise. She picked up the exquisite gift box from the bag and asked again, "Can I open it and take a look?"

Xie Jingcheng nodded.

The gift box was opened, and inside was a blue crystal bracelet.

It twinkled, like the shimmering surface of a lake under the moonlight.

"It's so beautiful!"

Chaochao picked it up, and Xie Jingcheng helped her put it on her wrist; it fit perfectly.

The finest lake-blue crystal made the little dumpling's lotus root-like arms appear even whiter.

Very beautiful.

"Wow!"

Suddenly, something came to mind.

"But, when I grow up, will I be unable to wear it anymore...?"

Xie Jingcheng: "It's okay, I'll give you one every year."

It's as if this multi-million dollar bracelet is worthless.

Chaochao didn't know how expensive it was, but she knew that Brother Jingcheng would give her a gift every year, which meant that he would always be with her and be her good friend!

The little dumpling grinned happily, "Okay, okay!"

As the banquet was about to end, Huo Qin picked up Chaochao and stood by the glass window.

At this moment, all the guests at the banquet looked outside.

In the pitch-black night sky, beams of brilliant light shot into the darkness, and when they reached their highest point, they burst into dazzling fireworks with a "bang!"

Passersby stopped and looked up, their faces filled with amazement at the magnificent and dazzling fireworks.

That night, photos of the fireworks flooded the social media feeds of people in City B.

On the top floor of the Ruiqi Hotel, Chaochao stared blankly at the fireworks that seemed so close.

"Is it pretty?" Huo Qin asked in a low voice.

The little girl's almond-shaped eyes sparkled, as if stars had fallen into them. "It's super, super pretty! Thank you, Daddy!"

"Ahem!" Old Master Huo, who was standing to the side, coughed slightly in dissatisfaction.

Chaochao immediately turned her head and said sweetly, "Thank you too, Grandpa! Chaochao loves you all the most!"

The old man laughed and hummed, "That's more like it."