The next day, Ji Shize delivered the little bee balloon to the Huo family. After learning that their son had made Chaochao cry, the Ji family quickly apologized.

Then.

Chaochao not only has a little bee, but also a little pink pig, a little yellow dog, and a little white sheep balloon!

At this moment, Chaochao's little face was filled with great happiness, and she felt exceptionally rich.

She's a little girl with four balloons!

The little girl was overjoyed after receiving the balloon, and proudly led the pigs, sheep, dogs, and bees around the house.

Huo Qin was holding a video conference in his study when the executives on the other end of the network saw a giant bee flitting past outside the window behind him.

"..."

Someone rubbed their eyes.

Are they still asleep?

Three seconds later, another pink pig head rushed over in a hurry.

"?"

Some employees wanted to laugh, but because the boss was present, they forced themselves to suppress their smiles, their facial muscles twitching like something out of a horror movie.

They held their breath for ten seconds. It seemed like... that was it?

The next second, a group of animals swam wildly past the window!

A massive market scene with pigs, sheep, dogs, and bees!

"Pfft—"

Finally, someone couldn't hold it in any longer and let out a sound.

The person next to him kept poking him with his elbow.

Hold it in, hold it in! If you laugh, I'll laugh too!

"puff--"

...It's over.

Huo Qin's cold gaze swept over the crowd, and he said in a chilling voice, "If you don't want to work here, then resign voluntarily."

The employee who had accidentally laughed earlier cautiously pointed behind him.

"Mr. Huo, look behind you—"

The chair spun around, revealing a huge pink pig's head resting by the window, its two dark eyes staring back at Huo Qin.

"..."

Seeing this, the employees' cheeks puffed out, feeling sore and swollen. Help! Don't laugh! Don't laugh! Think of sad things! Think of your year-end bonus! Hold it in!!!

At the same time, Chaochao's anxious little voice came from downstairs, "Daddy, my piggy is stuck—"

Huo Qin rubbed his temples, stood up, walked to the window, and took the pig's head off, a hint of disgust in his eyes.

So ugly.

The pig, now free, has begun its journey once again.

Chaochao tilted her head back and said happily, "Thank you, Daddy, mua!" Then she gave him a sweet kiss.

Huo Qin looked down at the little dumpling: "Don't fall."

His usually calm tone was tinged with helplessness.

Before he could finish speaking, the little guy had already run ten meters in the yard, his soft voice carried on the wind.

"Okay, okay! Dad, go to work, don't daydream!"

...

Of course, what makes Chaochao especially happy is not only her "animal army," but also that her brother Jingcheng will come back to stay every day! Chaochao can see her brother every day!

Xie Jingcheng initially declined Chaochao's dinner invitation.

Who knew that the unwilling girl would take advantage of his inattention and run straight to his house, and then... she saw... what he was looking for!

Xie Jingcheng ate his meal alone, and there were only three dishes on the table!

The little girl's pupils dilated in shock.

My brother is eating alone!

There are only so few dishes!

So pitiful QAQ!

Xie Jingcheng was helpless.

Mr. and Mrs. Xie rarely come home; he lives alone in the villa.

The housekeeper we hired basically prepared breakfast and dinner and then left.

And there's also a bowl of soup...

Three dishes and a soup are more than enough for him.

Chaochao argued forcefully: "But we have four dishes and a soup at home."

Xie Jingcheng: "There are two people in your family."

You can still eat.

Chaochao: "Now that Brother Jingcheng is gone, we can have another dish!"

So... does that mean she can have one more dish...?

The little girl suddenly had an idea.

His eyes lit up immediately.

"Come on, come on," the little girl said, tugging at the boy's clothes and pleading.

After a ten-second silence, Xie Jingcheng gave in.

There's just no way to deal with her.

Later, Xie Jingcheng did indeed have dinner at the Huo family's house several times.

Because Chaochao, who insisted on inviting him to dinner, timed it perfectly. Just as he was about to go home, he would bring a small stool, hold a colorful balloon, and squat at the door.

Holding a bear-shaped biscuit in his hand.

He looks just like a dedicated security guard, all that's missing is a thermos cup.

The Xie family's driver drove into the residential area, and from fifty meters away, they could see the conspicuous pig's head floating in the air.

The driver chuckled, "Miss Chaochao is waiting for the young master."

As the car drew closer, the little lump of flesh at the door became clearer.

The driver parked the car in front of the Huo family's house quite naturally. "Young Master, please get off here."

Hello, Uncle!

The driver quickly rolled down the window. "Hey, Miss Chaochao, good afternoon."

Chaochao tiptoed and handed him the candy, saying, "Thank you for your hard work driving, Uncle Driver."

"It's no trouble at all, it's my duty." The driver reached out and took the money, and the rough man felt a warmth in his heart that made him want to cry.

He immediately pledged his loyalty, "Miss Chaochao, rest assured, I will ensure that Young Master Jingcheng arrives safely at the Huo family every day!"

Before getting out of the car, Xie Jingcheng glanced at him and asked, "Who pays your salary anyway?"

"Brother Jingcheng, brother!"

Chaochao rushed into Xie Jingcheng's arms.

Xie Jingcheng dodged the pig-head balloon that was coming at him, took the little girl's soft little hand, and walked into the villa.

He casually glanced at the pig's head, which was a meter away from him.

"Why is this balloon still inflated?"

Chaochao said proudly, "Yes, Ji Shize said this balloon won't deflate for a month!"

Xie Jingcheng caught the key phrase: "Who is Ji Shize?"

"It's the young man I met at the banquet—no, I think I met him at my grandpa's house—he's the one who gave me the balloon!"

Xie Jingcheng nodded slightly, his phoenix eyes glancing at the pig's head out of the corner of his eye.

Very good, I'll remember you.

At that moment, Ji Shize, who was trying his best to eat in order to grow into a man, suddenly sneezed, spraying rice all over his father's face across the table.

Mr. Ji: "..."

I knew this kid had ulterior motives for offering to eat.

Little Ji Shize scratched his head in confusion.

Who, who is talking badly about him?