The obedient girl glances up, and the tyrannical tycoon kneels down to pamper her.

The baby's one-month celebration was not a big affair; it was just for close family and friends.

The 100-day celebration was held at the Xing family's old residence, and all the wealthy and powerful families in Ningcheng were invited, making it a grand and lively affair.

Because of the Xing family's past incident of babies being switched at birth, the security level for the 100-day celebration was not just high, but high-tech. The patrolling bodyguards were not only human, but also mechanical dogs and small, sophisticated insect-like drones.

When entering the Xing family home with an invitation, only the person whose name is on the invitation can enter; no extra companions are allowed.

Behind the monitoring room, there is a dual facial recognition system with both personnel and equipment.

The Xing family was cautious and meticulous, which was indeed troublesome, but no one dared to say anything, and they all went in with smiles on their faces.

Three years ago, the Pei family would definitely have been invited, but now they can't even get close to the Xing family's old residence within a ten-mile radius.

The guests were all celebrities and dignitaries, and Xing Yanzhao took this opportunity to let everyone recognize Luo Huai's face, so that they would not be disrespectful to Luo Huai if they did not recognize him in the future.

He rarely shows mercy when it comes to his family; others are always the ones who suffer, which is for their own good. Xing Yanzhao thought to himself.

When Luo Huai appeared carrying her son, all eyes were on her, and she was showered with praise.

She thanked everyone, then took her child and went back.

Outside, it was bustling; inside, it was quiet. Luo Huai was playing with his son. When Old Yu and Old Fu arrived, they peeked in to see what was going on and brought some priceless trinkets.

To be honest, her precious son is going to grow up surrounded by gold, silver, and jade, and of course he will have to bear the weight of that, but it's a bit early to say that.

After the 100-day celebration.

The child is mostly cared for by his father. When his father is too busy, he leaves the child with his uncles. There is an advantage to being with his uncles: he can meet his godmother with his second uncle and his aunt with his youngest uncle.

When his father wasn't busy, he would leave him with his grandparents or maternal grandparents. In short, if he couldn't see his biological father, he wouldn't see his biological mother either.

Xing Yanzhao finally had some free time, so he naturally took his wife out for some alone time.

Because he didn't bring his son, Luo Huai was angry with Xing Yanzhao for a while. Xing Yanzhao tried to coax him but couldn't, so he grabbed him, sat him on the table, and gave him a good beating until he behaved.

However, Xing Yanzhao still couldn't escape the fate of sleeping on the floor after his wife got angry.

Because her son is no longer very attached to them, Xing Luoziyue sleeps soundly even when she lives with her uncle, godmother, aunt, maternal grandparents, and paternal grandparents.

Everyone says that Xing Luozi is very well-behaved and easy to take care of; she won't cry or fuss no matter who takes care of her.

At first, Luo Huai was worried that her son was not close to her. In fact, every time she went to pick him up, he would come running over with his short legs, calling for his mother in a childish voice, wanting her to hold him and kiss his face.

Xing Luoziyue seemed to know that her mother was angry with her father, so she only called for her mother and not her father.

Even when he got home, he sat on the thick carpet playing with Lego without looking up and calling out "Dad."

Xing Yanzhao walked over barefoot and gently kicked his little bottom.

"You brat, call me daddy."

"Hmph." She pouted and turned her head away, showing her backside to her father again.

Xing Yanzhao chuckled and kicked his little bottom again.

Xing Luozi ignored him, patted his bottom with his little hand, and climbed up from the carpet with both hands and feet, running towards his mother.

Running and shouting, "Mommy! Help! Help!"

He kept falling as he ran, but he got up and kept running.

Xing Yanzhao gasped. Just as his son was about to fall for the third time, he was lucky to catch him in time. Otherwise, if Luo Huai had come out and seen him, he would have had to sleep on the floor for several days.

"What's wrong with Ziyue?"

"Mom!" Xing Luoziyue broke free from his father's clutches and immediately hugged his mother's neck, refusing to let go, while accusing, "Dad, you're bullying me!"

Xing Yanzhao crossed his arms and stared at the boy with a leisurely air.

Luo Huai glanced at him.

Xing Yanzhao let go of his hand: "Dad was wrong, come here and Dad will hug you."

He stretched out his arms, and Xing Luozi hugged his wife even tighter.

Row.

You've got guts, kid.

At night, after Luo Huai finished putting the child to sleep, she came out of the room and saw the man standing there like a door god.

"You scared me! What happened?"

"Haven't you been punished enough? I've been looking at your photos with one hand for three nights now." Xing Yanzhao stopped her from leaving, but after she walked a little further away, he put his long arm around her and pulled her back, carrying her back to the room.

"You can also look at my photos with both hands."

"My other hand is busy, I don't have time."

Luo Huai realized this too late and fell silent.

Xing Yanzhao helped her sit down on the edge of the bed.

Luo Huai looked up at him and said, "Look, even your son isn't paying attention to you anymore."

“He’s still my father if he ignores me,” Xing Yanzhao said. “Please have mercy.”

Looking down from above, with a disdainful gaze.

There was not a trace of him begging for help.

Luo Huai muttered something under his breath, and Xing Yanzhao heard it and immediately knelt down.

When others kneel, their legs are tightly closed and their heads are bowed.

He, on the other hand, stood with his legs apart, the muscles beneath his suit trousers taut and clearly defined, his gaze as he looked up at her deep and aggressive.

Luo Huai swallowed.

This doesn't seem right.

A 33-year-old male model? Shuangshuang said that kneeling in a suit is very popular among male models online.

"Get up first." Luo Huai reached out to help him.

Xing Yanzhao glanced down and said, "He's definitely up."

Then he looked up and said, "Please, I don't want to look at your photos with one hand anymore."

The next day.

Xing Luozi woke up on time. The little boy pushed open the door, his bottom wiggling as he walked, wearing a diaper. He then pushed open his parents' door with all his might.

Luo Huai and the others knew the child would come looking for them, so they didn't close the door tightly at night, and they didn't make the bed very high.

As usual, Xing Yanzhao felt a weight on his body and knew it was his son crawling all over them. He got up and picked him up.

"Like an alarm clock."

"Drink milk!"

"Drink, drink, drink, I'll make you some." Xing Yanzhao leaned closer and smelled a strong stench of urine.

He held the little guy in his hands, letting him kick his legs as he pleased.

Prepare formula, change diapers.

Xing Yanzhao was very skilled; he tasted the milk powder himself to make sure it was warm enough, but didn't immediately put it in his son's mouth.

"Call daddy."

Xing Luozi reached out to grab it, but couldn't.

He could only watch helplessly.

"Call daddy."

Xing Luozi pouted and said, "Dad."

"Drink up." Xing Yanzhao was satisfied and handed over the baby bottle.

Xing Luozi sat on the carpet, gulping down his drink, while Xing Yanzhao sat on the sofa, leaning slightly forward as he watched him drink.

As if afraid he'd snatch it, the brat actually turned around again.

Xing Yanzhao laughed silently.

They have a nanny at home, but he and Luo Huai prefer to take care of the child themselves, with the nanny mostly playing a supporting role. For example, right now, watching the little one drinking his milk so well, he'll go back and snuggle up with his wife for another ten minutes.

Then we got up together to get ready and went to our respective companies.

Xing Yanzhao clapped his hands, signaling his son to look over: "Let's go, Luo Ziyue, come to work with Dad."

"Ziyue, come with me today." Luo Huai also wanted to hug her son.

Xing Yanzhao said, "No, my son and I have a recent agreement."

He forcibly took his son, who was reaching out to his mother, away.

It's common knowledge within the Xing Group that the president brings his son to work. Most people watch the little prince grow up day by day, as if they're raising a son in the cloud.

There is a children's playground in the group's building, with dedicated staff to take care of the company employees' children. Xing Yanzhao would occasionally bring his son here to play with other children.

I haven't been here for the past month.

Xing Luozi was very busy, walking the runway in his father's office while holding a box in his hand. Opposite him on the runway were life-size cardboard cutouts of his parents.

"Take care, and don't let anything go wrong."

"Your parents are getting married for the second time, they can't mess it up again."