What's all this commotion about this morning?

Huo Qin blinked very slowly, the astonishment and confusion in his eyes gradually settling into a kind of calm madness.

"who?"

Chaochao slapped out the photo she had found during her morning patrol, pointed at the little figure in the photo, and spoke in a clear, childish voice:

"It's her!"

Huo Qin: "..."

His gaze moved back and forth between the photo and the little dumpling's puffed-up face, and he fell silent.

His slightly tense neck slumped back, sinking back into the soft pillow. For the first time ever, CEO Huo, a perfectionist in everything he did, had the thought of letting things slide: "..."

He didn't speak.

This was seen as tacit agreement by Chaochao. The little dumpling opened her mouth slightly and rolled off her father's broad and sturdy chest in disbelief. Her small figure, with her back to Huo Qin, looked so frail and helpless.

"Daddy...you really have other babies."

The little dumpling sighed and wiped away its tears, seemingly talking to itself, yet every word was a soul-searching question.

"Is Chaochao still your favorite child?"

Huo Qin: "..."

Chaochao: "It's okay, it's okay if Daddy doesn't love me as much anymore. As long as I get one meal a day—"

She paused suddenly, then realized it wasn't appropriate and immediately changed her words, "I feed Chaochao three meals a day."

After saying that, she felt it wasn't enough, and fearing that Huo Qin would do as she was told, she immediately added more:

"I need to eat three bowls of rice at each meal, and my daily meals must include prawns, braised pork, and pork rib soup... plus a carton of strawberry milk, and a bag of crispy snacks..."

Huo Qin listened calmly as she rattled off the names of the dishes, nodding along the way.

Yes, that's good.

She doesn't need his love, just enough food for every meal.

If you throw it out, you definitely won't go hungry.

Seeing the villain's unreadable expression, the system quickly checked his corruption value and found that it hadn't increased at all, so it was a false alarm.

But the system was even more shocking.

If it's not a case of turning evil...

Someone come here! Mr. Huo is being trained into a ninja!

Chaochao was already counting on her fingers how many candies she should get each day: "Three candies... no, four!"

A certain mischievous little dumpling took the opportunity to stingily add an extra one for himself.

She was calculating so meticulously that it was hard for Huo Qin not to suspect that if she continued talking, she would be precise about how many shrimp or pieces of meat she could eat at each meal.

Huo Qin raised his hand to cover his eyelids, his voice slightly hoarse, and calmly interrupted the little dumpling who was trying to take advantage of the situation.

He said, "It's you in the photo."

Chaochao, who was muttering to herself with a hint of resentment, suddenly jolted. She turned her head sharply, her face filled with disbelief: "...Me?"

Huo Qin gave her a cool look.

Go see for yourself.

She actually jumped out of bed immediately and rushed to the bathroom sink. She glanced at the photo, then at herself in the mirror, comparing herself three times before finally announcing excitedly in a drawn-out voice—

It really is me!

She was absolutely incredible.

So she was this young before!

system:"……"

Holding the photo, Chaochao slowly moved back to the bedside, her expression one of astonishment as if she had discovered a new continent: "Wow!...I used to be a little bald!"

So little hair.

Huo Qin: "..."

While watching, I was impressed as the little dumpling nimbly climbed back onto the bed.

When Huo Qin glanced over, she was sitting cross-legged in the spot where she had just recited the menu, holding a photo in her small hands, completely absorbed in self-admiration.

"Looking at it this way, their eyes and nose really do look just like mine!"

"Hehe, I was cute before too!"

Admiring the little dumpling pouting its lips, it gave the photo a big, affectionate kiss.

"..." Huo Qin calmly closed his eyes.

However, the delighted Chaochao didn't let him off the hook either, giving the man's arm a gentle pat with her fleshy paws:

"Oh dear! You made a mistake, Daddy, why didn't you say so sooner?"

Seeing that Huo Qin didn't react, Chaochao snuggled closer to him. The man finally opened his eyes. He had originally planned to ignore her for a minute, but when his gaze swept over her messy hair, his hand unconsciously smoothed down the few strands that were sticking up.

"Daddy, where did you find a photo of me when I was so small?"

Huo Qin remained expressionless and said in a calm voice, "It was found in Grandma Zhou's room."

"Aww—"

The little girl nodded in belief, her eyes sparkling as she held up the photo, tilted her head back, and chuckled twice.

They had no idea that Hochin's explanation was a lie to the children.

When they first found her, Grandma Zhou only had an old-fashioned mobile phone that couldn't take pictures.

But later...

Every year on Chaochao's birthday, the old lady would take Chaochao to a roadside photo stall to have a picture taken.

Now, those three first birthday photos are displayed in the study of Huoqingu Yeting Villa.

...

The online farce continues to escalate.

The online discussion on Douban (a Chinese social networking site) has not subsided and is still going strong. Accounts claiming to be Chaochao's biological mother have sprung up like mushrooms after rain. However, when a large number of netizens arrived at the scene, they were shocked to find that this "woman of the richest man" and "Chaochao's mother" had just made a family reunion in the morning and was already posting product links in the afternoon.

Upon entering the live stream, one sees the other party vigorously promoting "the same brand used by the wealthy" baby wipes.

Netizens watching the drama: "..."

That's truly an amazing statement!

Then another blogger released so-called "ironclad evidence," even stating Chaochao's birthday verbatim. Just as netizens were about to be convinced, Huo's lawsuit exposed the scam.

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