Master Zhan, your daughter has gone out to catch ghosts again.

Then Zhan Weiguo and Qin Yimo walked in.

"It was him! He's the one who stole my snacks!" Yoyo pointed angrily at Zhan Juzhou, looking like she was "bullying him with her power."

Hmph, you're bullying me, but I have my dad and grandpa and grandma backing me up.

Zhan Weiguo glared angrily at Zhan Juzhou, and finally kicked Zhan Juzhou out of the house without hesitation.

"Get out of here, and don't let me see you again!"

How dare they bully his precious child!

Zhan Juzhou's buttocks and stomach hurt from being thrown, and he lay on the ground groaning.

Zhan Weiguo actually hit his own son so hard for the sake of an illegitimate daughter; his buttocks were almost split in two.

Damn, what's so great about this illegitimate daughter? She has a bad reputation and a bad birth, so why does this old man Zhan Weiguo like her so much? Just because she's pretty?

Superficial, absolutely superficial.

Seeing Zhan Juzhou being reprimanded, Qin Yimo felt much better. She then hugged and comforted him, and soon calmed him down. She then made a face at Zhan Juzhou outside the door.

Seeing the little guy yelling at him, Zhan Juzhou felt a surge of hatred.

Damn, I was actually looked down upon by a three-year-old!

Not long after, Zhan Guiting went to meet with his business partner, without YoYo.

Afterwards, Zhan Weiguo and Qin Yimo also had to go out temporarily, and told Zhan Juzhou to take good care of Youyou, and if he lost a single hair, to break his leg.

"No, everyone loses hair," Zhan Juzhou said innocently.

"I don't care, you figure it out yourself!"

Zhan Weiguo said this and left with Qin Yimo.

Now, besides the busy servants, only Zhan Juzhou and Youyou remain in the house.

"Hey, who's your mom?" Zhan Juzhou snatched the lollipop from Yoyo's hand, stuffed it into his own mouth, and asked.

"Uncle, you are in danger of bloodshed."

Yoyo looked at Zhan Juzhou's vital point and suddenly said very seriously.

"Hey, you little brat..." Zhan Juzhou was so angry he didn't know what to do.

Suddenly, Zhan Juzhou's phone rang. It was his agent calling, asking him to rush to the film set to reshoot a scene.

"No, ma'am, I'm on vacation, I'm not going!"

Is it really that hard for working people to just take a good rest?

"It won't take you long, at most an hour, and it's not far, just in Lakeside, Kyoto City."

Left with no other choice, Zhan Juzhou had to agree. Since he was just staying at home anyway, he might as well go out for a stroll.

But looking down at this little girl, he couldn't just leave her at home alone, but he didn't want to take her with him either.

Shameful.

If someone asks her who this is, what should she say? She can't exactly say she's her older brother's illegitimate daughter, can she?

However, if he didn't take her with him, and Zhan Weiguo and Qin Yimo found out that he had left Youyou alone at home, he would definitely get a beating; the previous incident was a perfect example.

Never mind, take it with you.

When Zhan Juzhou got into the car, he accidentally bumped his head on the roof, and a large red bump quickly swelled up on his forehead, making him grimace in pain.

Yoyo didn't feel sorry for him at all; instead, she laughed loudly at him.

Hmph, who asked you to bully me!

Upon arriving at the film set, Zhan Juzhou quickly reshot some scenes, while YoYo was surrounded by a group of staff members who fed her.

She's definitely the darling of the group.

"Little baby, what's your name?"

"Yo yo, yo yo check it out, give me a set of jianbing guozi, yo yo."

"hahahahahahahahahahaha……"

Yoyo's adorable appearance made all the staff burst into laughter.

Zhan Juzhou glanced at the little guy and thought, "This little guy is quite capable; he's made the uncles, aunts, brothers, and sisters laugh."

The reshoot was soon over.

A dashing, unruly young man, wearing leather shoes, slowly walked over, surrounded by a crowd.

Zhan Juzhou turned around and accidentally bumped into Nan Chong.

"Forehead……"

Zhan Juzhou was dressed in a school uniform.

Nan Chong looked at Zhan Juzhou, a glint of light flashing in his eyes that seemed to span millennia.

Zhan Juzhou felt very uncomfortable being stared at like that by a man, and turned to leave.

"You hit someone and didn't apologize?" Nan Chong grabbed his arm and chuckled.

"Who bumped into whom? You clearly saw me, yet you still walked towards me. Are you blind?" Zhan Juzhou impatiently shoved him away.

Just as Nan Chong was about to speak, a childish voice came from below, "Vixen."

Only when he met the little girl's gaze did Nan Chong realize that the little girl was scolding him!

Hmph, they really don't know what's good for them. Whose child is this, to be so bold as to even insult the young master of the Nan family?

He's the one who insults others; it's not his place to insult him!

"You vixen, if you keep hurting me, I won't be so polite."

As the little girl spoke, she pulled out a peach wood sword that was taller than her from her back.

Um... I can't pull it out.

It didn't budge on the first try.

It didn't budge on the second try either.

Nan Chong silently observed the little guy in front of him, finding him utterly foolish.

Zhan Juzhou covered his face, he couldn't bear to look, it was truly shameful!

On the third pull, it was finally pulled out, pointing at Nan Chong with a fierce yet adorable expression.

In reality, it was a male fox possessing Nan Chong's body.

Nan Chong narrowed his eyes as he looked at the excellent quality peach wood sword. If this sword were to strike him, wouldn't it sever a tail?

Everyone knows that Nanchong is bisexual and has all sorts of scandals online. Today she's photographed with some internet celebrity, tomorrow she's rumored to be with some male internet celebrity. Her private life is more tangled than a bunch of ropes.

Zhan Juzhou, fearing that Nan Chong would bully Youyou, quickly shielded Youyou behind him.

Yoyo can only be bullied by him, she absolutely cannot be bullied by anyone else!

"Your daughter?"

Nan Chong chuckled, looking at the two figures who looked somewhat alike, and asked.

“My own niece,” Zhan Juzhou said.

Nan Chong remained silent, staring at Zhan Juzhou as if he were prey.

"Let's go home." Zhan Juzhou ignored Nan Chong, glanced at him, picked up Youyou, and left.

"Who? Who is Zhan Juzhou? Come out here! You killed my daughter! I will make you pay with your life! Come out here!"

Just as Zhan Juzhou was about to carry Youyou away, a middle-aged woman who had gone mad suddenly rushed over, holding a wine bottle in one hand and roaring heart-wrenchingly.

The middle-aged woman scanned everyone's faces, finally finding Zhan Juzhou. She went berserk, raising a wine bottle and smashing it at him, yelling, "You...you're Zhan Juzhou, aren't you? You killed my daughter! Give me back my daughter! Give her back!"

Before Zhan Juzhou could react, and just as the bottle was about to smash down, Youyou jumped up and kicked the woman in the head several times, trying to sober her up.

Everyone stared in disbelief at the man who flew up and kicked the woman.

Is this... kung fu or magic?

That's amazing!

Then, Yoyo landed gracefully, tossed her hair, stood up, and smiled coolly.

"Uncle, are you not tied?" Yoyo walked up to Zhan Juzhou, tugged at his trouser leg, and asked in a childish voice.

Zhan Juzhou was still in a daze. Only after a while did he look down at Youyou, pat her little head, and say, "It's okay."

Has he just experienced a bloody disaster?

A young staff member helped the woman up, helped her sit down on a stool, and calmed her down, asking her to explain what had happened.

“My daughter was a fan of Zhan Juzhou. She thought about marrying him all the time and neglected her studies. But yesterday, after learning that Zhan Juzhou’s relationship had been exposed, she… committed suicide by cutting her wrists.”

The woman covered her face in anguish as she spoke.

"No, you pushed your daughter down the stairs because you wanted to extort money from my uncle. You killed your own daughter, don't blame my uncle."

The little bundle of milk jumped out and loudly argued back.

The middle-aged woman was stunned, looking at the little one who was only three years old.

How did she know?

But what good is knowing? Does anyone believe what a child says?

The middle-aged woman stared at YoYo with a sharp, warning look, signaling her not to ruin her plans.