"Daddy, Grandpa! I'm home from get off work!"
As soon as Chaochao got home, she spread her little wings and flew into Huo Qin's arms.
"Why are you so late? The live stream ended a long time ago."
Old Master Huo tapped his cane and asked Jiang Chi, who was lagging behind, in a displeased tone.
"I know that, I know, let me explain!"
After snuggling in Huo Qin's arms for a while, Chaochao suddenly lifted her head and excitedly raised her little hand, "Me, my brother, and Yu Shen went to eat delicious little cakes! They were soft like jelly, so—delicious! And then Chaochao chased away three bad guys, just like that, whoosh whoosh whoosh..."
Getting excited, Chaochao took out her old friend from her bag and immediately performed a tree branch dance for them. At the end, she put the little tree branch behind her back, stood there upright, and said, "Daddy, don't you think I'm amazing?"
If the little dumpling had a tail, it would definitely be spinning like a propeller and soaring into the sky.
Grandpa Huo answered first, with a kind smile: "So you went to have some snacks. It's good to have some snacks when you're hungry."
The kind-faced old man facing the little dumpling was completely different from his solemn and dignified demeanor just moments before.
"How can Chaochao also wield a sword—no, a tree branch? And with such superb skill..."
Nestled back into Huo Qin's arms, Chaochao blinked blankly, "I haven't practiced either..."
She recalled the effortless movements she made when fighting the bad guys; it was just so natural that she executed them...
"Could this be what talent is?"
After thinking for three seconds, Chaochao slowly gave an answer. She nodded seriously, "Yes, this is the most reasonable explanation."
The little dumpling showed a wistful expression, as if saying, "Invincible is just so lonely."
The system wants to say: No, baby... this is more like hard work paying off...
Aunt Song laughed: "That's just like our husband. When he was young, he was proficient in karate, judo, sanda, and Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu."
Chaochao doesn't know anything about karate or judo, but just hearing about them sounds impressive. No wonder he's her dad; he's not only smart but also incredibly good at fighting!
Chaochao stared at Huo Qin with bright eyes: "Then which branch dance is my?"
Huo Qin, who sleeps with the little dumpling every night, how could he not smell the aroma of the grilled skewers wafting from her dancing branches?
He pondered for a moment, then spoke without changing his expression: "The Way of Blazing Fire."
"Wow~" Chaochao repeated it as if she had been taught a lesson, feeling very satisfied. Hmm, a very domineering name that suits her little twig perfectly!
At that moment, Pei Yushen pushed his wheelchair silently through the bustling hall. When he saw Old Master Huo, the young man paused, nodded slightly to him, and went straight into the room.
A hint of surprise flashed in the old man's eyes.
This was the first time the child had greeted him.
Huo Qin ran his fingertips through the little dumpling's half-damp hair, catching the key phrase in her words, "What's the deal with those three bad guys?"
"Ahem...they are Pei Yushen's three junior high school classmates."
Jiang Chi answered for Chaochao.
Pei Luying and her husband had mentioned Pei Yushen's experiences after returning to school to the Huo family.
As soon as Jiang Chi finished speaking, Huo Qin had a rough idea of what had happened, and a chill crept into his indifferent eyes.
Cockroaches are everywhere.
Chaochao said indignantly, "He's Yushen's classmate, but not his friend. Don't you think so, Yushen... Brother?"
Huh, where did they go?
Before Chaochao could figure out where Pei Yushen was, the soft and adorable little dumpling had her cheeks gently pinched by the man. Huo Qin's indifferent long eyes lowered slightly: "Don't rush to the front, you know? What if you get hurt?"
Chaochao thought for a moment and said, "If I get hurt, I'll come back to Daddy and cry."
Huo Qin had a slight headache: "..."
Grandpa Huo sighed deeply, his voice growing more serious: "Chaochao, remember never to get hurt, no matter what."
“However,” Old Master Huo took a sip of tea, “if you suffer any injustices outside, Grandpa has reserved a place for you here.”
Then we'll kill that beast who bullied my granddaughter.
Jiang Chi: ...After saying all that, this is the key point, isn't it?
Suddenly remembering something, Chaochao leaned back, pulled away from Huo Qin's slightly cool fingertips, took the bag from Jiang Chi's hand, and ran back happily, "I picked out candy for you all!"
Huo Qin's gaze swept over the products of his own company, a subtle glint in his eyes. While the little girl was still rummaging through them, Huo Qin asked, "Do you like them?"
Without looking up, Chaochao said, "Mmm, I like it, it's delicious!"
"If you were the boss, what kind of candy store would you open?"
Jiang Chi's peach blossom eyes widened slightly: "...Uncle, are you sure you're not going to start teaching business management already?"
Huo Qin glanced sideways, and Jiang Chi immediately pretended to check his WeChat messages.
Chaochao paused in her work: "Hmm... let me think... I want to make candies like Peppa Pig, Pleasant Goat, Lazy Goat, Ultraman, and Calabash Brothers, and I also want to build a big candy house, hehe..."
The little dumpling giggled foolishly, lost in its beautiful fantasy.
Huo Qin nodded thoughtfully.
Years later, when employees of Pella Confectionery, a global confectionery giant, reminisce about the company's glorious rise to prominence, they inevitably recall an ordinary evening when their legendary boss issued the first marketing strategy...
Of course, that was many years later. At this moment, Chaochao, having finished dinner with her family, leaned comfortably against the sofa, supporting her little belly. She glanced at her bare wrist and said, "Hmm, it's almost time for Peppa Pig. Let's watch two episodes first."
An hour later, Chaochao, who still wanted to watch two more episodes of Ultraman, was packed up and sent to Pei Yushen's room.
To consolidate the results of yesterday's math enlightenment.
Chaochao, who was led into the house by Jiang Chi, showed no embarrassment whatsoever. Her bright, doe-like eyes curved into a smile, and what she held in her hands was not a book, but—
"Brother Yushen, look, I brought Little Green to you!"
The little dumpling peeked its head out from behind the mini wooden house.
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