Downstairs in a residential building.
Huo Qin leaned against the car, his indifferent, dark eyes watching the lights in the stairwell flicker on and off. Only when the lights on the second-floor corridor were flashing did he straighten up and open the car door.
As soon as Chaochao got downstairs, she couldn't wait to get out of Wang Jie's arms, but Lin Cheng had already opened the car door for the little dumpling so that she could go straight to President Huo's side without any hindrance.
And that is indeed the case in reality.
Chaochao ran into the car with her arms outstretched, climbing into the back seat next to Huo Qin with practiced ease. "Daddy, I'm home! We can go home now!"
As Chaochao fastened her seatbelt, she looked curiously at Huo Qin, "Daddy, have you been waiting for a long time...? Uncle Lin said you were in a hurry, Daddy?"
Huo Qin calmly put down the documents in his hand, glanced at Lin Cheng who was still standing by the door, and asked in a flat voice, "That's what he said?"
Lin Cheng: "..."
He gave an awkward but polite smile, mentally reminding himself that with Miss Chaochao present, President Huo wouldn't kill anyone. "Then I'll take my leave."
He then respectfully closed the car door, letting out a sigh of relief as if he had escaped death.
"Is Daddy hungry?"
Chaochao turned her head, rummaged through her left pocket, then her right, and after two seconds finally pulled out a bear-shaped cookie in transparent packaging.
She tore open the packaging, skillfully broke the cookie in half, held it up with both little hands to compare, and then happily held the slightly larger piece to Huo Qin's mouth, "Daddy, eat—"
Despite not being hungry, Huo Qin, always compliant, lowered his head and ate the half cookie.
Seeing her father obediently eat the cookie, Chaochao felt relieved and started munching on her own.
She had taken a small cookie before leaving the banquet hall, which prevented her and her father from going hungry!
The little dumpling seemed to find a sense of satisfaction and pride in munching on the biscuit.
She wasn't just thinking about food; she was also planning for her and her dad's future!
"Daddy, I promise I won't go hungry or get muddy on my bottom anymore."
Chaochao uttered these words in a slurred manner.
The system was practically moved to tears.
Do you know how much weight this promise carries for a kid who's only interested in eating?
Huo Qin pulled out a tissue to wipe the cookie crumbs from the corner of her mouth, and glanced at the little dumpling who was happily eating.
"Are you happy now?"
Chaochao, swinging her little legs, nodded several times, and then excitedly told Huo Qin about the thrilling and dramatic reconciliation between her and her sister. Of course, she didn't mention the part about Yu Ning's inner thoughts after Xiao Qi reminded her.
When the three-year-old girl mentioned that her previous cold war with her sister was just a misunderstanding, she sighed with an air of maturity, as if she had a steaming cup of tea in her hand.
Amidst the grand atmosphere, the mournful sound of the suona horn rose.
Having gone through this ordeal, she is no longer a simple, innocent, and naive child.
The system blindly applauded, accompanied by appropriate background music.
Great! Well said!!!
After giving a vivid and heartfelt performance for Huo Qin, the little dumpling looked back on the past and sighed, "Sigh...it seems like I was sad for nothing..."
Huo Qin heard the neighbor's child's sigh dissipate into the air like mist. He raised his eyebrows, glanced down, and sure enough, saw Chaochao tentatively tugging at the hem of his suit jacket with one finger. "Daddy, can I have the midnight snack I missed the other day?"
The little dumpling blinked its clear, almond-shaped eyes.
You can be sad for no reason, but you can't let your midnight snack go to waste!
Huo Qin smiled faintly, his slender fingers ruthlessly swatting away the child's chubby fingers. "No more waiting after the expiration date."
Chaochao pouted pitifully, "Daddy, you know, what a sad child says doesn't count..."
"Really?" Huo Qin glanced over nonchalantly. "Then what you said before about eating crispy red rice sausage, crispy soy sauce chicken, steamed glutinous rice spare ribs, and family-style shrimp dumplings in a few days... doesn't count anymore?"
As Huo Qin slowly rattled off a series of dish names, the longer the little dumpling remained silent, the more dishes were listed: "…………"
This time, Huo Qin reached out and gently poked Chaochao's little tuft of hair with his fingertip, signaling her to speak: "Hmm?"
A child who was pretending to be deaf and mute turned his head to look at the scenery outside the car window as if nothing had happened.
Chaochao: I don't understand.
The Huo family driver, trying his best to minimize his presence and remain silent, desperately suppressed his cheekbones that were about to burst into flames.
What driver could be as lucky as him?
Huo Qin glanced at the little dumpling trying to get away with his cuteness, a hint of a smile in his eyes, and gave an ambiguous "hmm": "Let's go home and eat these first, Aunt Ning is already preparing them."
Pretending to admire the scenery, Chaochao suddenly turned her head:
"??!"
Chaochao grabbed the seatbelt, wiggled her hips, and pounced on Huo Qin, her eyes sparkling: "Really? Really?!"
Huo Qin: "Hmm."
Huo Qin originally took Chaochao to the auction to buy her the princess crown that the children were talking about, to cheer her up, and finally to dispel the gloom with a delicious treat.
Although it's a bit late now, the expected results have been largely achieved so far.
Upon hearing her father's response, the little dumpling instantly beamed with joy and clung to Huo Qin's arm, boldly declaring, "From now on, I'll share half of my cookies with Daddy!"
Back home, the little dumpling, who was eating voraciously with chopsticks in one hand and a spoon in the other, attracted the attention of Grandpa Huo and Jiang Chi, who stopped eating altogether. Only Huo Qin remained calm and continued eating as usual. When he saw that the little dumpling had eaten enough, he spoke up and stopped her from having another bowl.
"Alright, then let's have one last bite of ribs, hehe."
Jiang Chi silently watched Chaochao, who couldn't hold her chopsticks properly and simply started gnawing on the ribs with her hands, and looked at Huo Qin with a slightly confused expression.
How could your personality suddenly change so drastically in just one day?
Weren't you sighing and groaning before you left home?
The list of things a brother had just finalized on his phone to appease his younger sister suddenly became useless.
Compared to Jiang Chi, Grandpa Huo, who had also arranged a series of actions, was much calmer. Seeing his beloved granddaughter finally showing a smile after many days, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He lovingly picked up a crispy rice sausage and placed it in Chaochao's bare bowl, "Here, have another one."
Chaochao, who was holding a bone and about to give up and leave, looked down at the red rice sausage that had suddenly landed in her bowl, as if she were looking at some kind of blessing. She then slowly raised her eyes and shot them at Old Master Huo with a look of adoration, as if she were looking up to a Bodhisattva.
"Waaah, thank you, Grandpa!"
Grandpa Huo smiled and told her to keep eating, but as the old man watched the little dumpling eat with loving eyes, Huo Qin stared at him with a cold and indifferent gaze.
Old Master Huo: "..."
I just couldn't resist.
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