Two minutes had already passed, and it was too late to undo the mistake.

My dining companion was still dd at that moment.

Food buddy: [Where is everyone?]

Lin Cheng: [Bro, do you have money on WeChat? I'll transfer you some first, then you can transfer the rest to my friend; he has an emergency.]

Food buddy: [??? Your account has been hacked?]

Sure enough, talking about money hurts feelings.

Lin Cheng smiled wryly, resigned. "Yeah, let's just pretend my account was hacked."

At this moment, in the office, Huo Qin stared intently at the "picked a pig and ran away" meme that Lin Cheng had posted, and fell silent for a moment.

Although his face was sticky, Huo Qin recognized the child inside as Chaochao at a glance.

Look, I wore these clothes yesterday.

Huo Qin glanced at the little dumpling who was having a great time playing with the doll, and sent two words, "Explain."

Less than half a minute later, Lin Cheng returned to the president's office.

When Chaochao heard the noise and saw it was him, she was surprised that "next time" had come so soon. Her almond-shaped eyes widened in astonishment.

Lin Cheng greeted the little dumpling, then explained the situation on the trending topics to Huo Qin. He deliberately lowered his voice so that others couldn't hear him clearly.

Although, apart from 2G network CEO Huo and Chaochao the little milk bun himself, no one in the entire company didn't know what had happened.

Miss Chaochao's facial features are not clear in the video; however, anyone who has seen the child's clear and pure almond-shaped eyes will recognize her at first glance.

Huo Qin clicked on the video trending on social media, and as soon as it started playing, the screen was flooded with comments.

[One more time!!! *drooling over the screen*]

Congratulations! You will soon have a cloud princess.

Huo Qin raised an eyebrow slightly upon seeing this, his dark eyes remaining indifferent.

Ah, child, his.

Huo Qin patiently continued reading.

Then I saw the whole process of the little dumpling picking up trash, drinking yogurt, getting sprayed while picking up trash, and then running away quickly, as well as that deafening cry, "Don't tell my dad, this is my surprise!"

Huo Qin: "..."

It turns out that the little girl changed her clothes yesterday and told him that making money was hard, and that was the reason.

Huo Qin read through all the comments with the most likes and couldn't help but ponder, "Does he really look like he's short of money? Do young girls really want to scavenge for a living?"

He looked up and saw the person in the missing person ad on the internet holding a paintbrush very seriously, drawing a big bow on the head of the fierce-looking big bad wolf in the picture book.

After finishing the drawing, the little girl held it up and examined it carefully for a while, finally nodding in satisfaction, as if to say: "Hmm, see, it's not scary anymore!"

Huo Qin rubbed his temples but didn't say anything.

Wang Jie was away for a while, and the little girl went to play at Wei's house. She secretly slipped out, but luckily she only picked up some trash and didn't encounter any human traffickers. She also knew the way.

The security around the little girl must not be relaxed.

When giving the instructions, Huo Qin also said something.

"Songyuan is poorly managed."

His subordinates immediately understood and relayed the message: invest in this property and instruct them to make immediate improvements!

Chaochao felt that a simple bow wasn't enough, so she used her pen to braid the big bad wolf's hair and applied two pretty blushes to his cheeks.

Chaochao was getting happier and happier as she drew, and wanted to show it to her father. But when she turned her head, she saw Huo Qin behind the desk, staring at his phone with a blank expression, his fingertips rapidly tapping the screen.

Is Daddy still busy? I'd better not bother him.

Little Chaochao lowered her head and continued drawing her little dress with a happy smile.

Meanwhile, Huo Qin, leaning back in his office chair, quickly scrolled down his phone, tapped an emoji, long-pressed to save it, scrolled down again, tapped it, and saved it again…

After performing more than a dozen operations, Huo Qin frowned slightly at the thought of having to upload the data back to WeChat; it was too troublesome.

At that moment, Lin Cheng, who was sighing over the death of the company, had his phone ring.

Seeing that it was sent by President Huo, Lin Cheng sighed with heartache. He figured the company group chat would probably be banned from sending Chaochao's emojis after today...

After clicking.

President Huo: [Send me all the emojis.]

Lin Cheng saw this and remained completely unmoved and listless.

Oh, so they really deleted all the emojis.

Three seconds passed.

Lin Cheng: "?"

He recognizes both of these Chinese characters, so why can't he understand it?

...

The phone kept receiving messages. Huo Qin saved the emojis and also took a moment to glance at Chaochao, who was still doing makeup for the Big Bad Wolf.

The little dumpling shook its head and hummed a little tune while its hands kept moving. There was a paintbrush stuck in each of the two little buns on its head.

Seeing the loose hairstyle of the dumpling, which was comparable to that of a certain poet, Huo Qin felt a pang of envy.

And just like that, Chaochao was caught off guard and looked completely bewildered as her father grabbed her and started tying her hair in a bun.

But Chaochao was still very happy.

"La la la~ Daddy's going to braid Chaochao's hair again!"

A certain CEO never gave up trying to braid his little dumpling's hair, failing repeatedly but never giving up.

Almost every time before Chaochao looks in the mirror, Huoqin would first "destroy the evidence," which made Chaochao a little unhappy.

She wanted her dad to braid her hair!

So the little dumpling began a battle of wits with Huo Qin. A couple of times, just as Huo Qin had positioned himself, the little dumpling, who had been waiting in ambush, would suddenly dart out like a little rabbit, yelling, "Sister Zhu, quickly give me a few shots—"

Huo Qin had thought his vain little girl would dislike his "explosive" hairstyle, but to his surprise, Chaochao spent the whole day glued to the mirror, admiring herself and giving him a thumbs-up, exclaiming, "Daddy's awesome!!!"

If Huo Qin hadn't promised to do it again the next day, Chao Chao would have gone to bed with her hair tied up.

The excessive praising of his child by a certain father made Huo Qin a little arrogant, but...

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