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

"Why did you hit me? What did I do to you?" Zhan Juzhou shouted angrily, covering his face where he had been hit.

This must be his own nephew; if it were anyone else, he would have thrown them downstairs long ago.

Zhan Yeqiu frowned, stepped forward, and glared at Zhan Juzhou with his deep eyes.

You little brat, you want a beating, huh? Darling with me, baby!

Zhan Juzhou gave Zhan Yeqiu an awkward smile.

Hehe, I didn't mean to.

The three of them went downstairs for breakfast. As soon as Qin Yimo saw Yoyo, she immediately took Yoyo from Zhan Baisui's arms.

"Oh my, Grandma's darling, are you sleeping well, my little one?"

Qin Yimo looked down at the little one in her arms with eyes full of doting affection.

"You slept very well, did Grandma sleep well?" The little dumpling hooked her arm around Qin Yimo's neck and asked in a sweet, childlike voice.

"Okay, okay, of course it's good."

"whispering sound!"

Zhan Juzhou scoffed at Yoyo's attempts to please Qin Yimo.

So young, yet so lovable.

With a sharp "smack," Zhan Weiguo jumped up and slapped Zhan Juzhou on the back of the head, scolding, "Be more polite to my precious granddaughter!"

Zhan Juzhou rubbed the back of his head, looking aggrieved.

Zhan Baisui lowered his head and chuckled to himself.

Everyone arrived at the restaurant, sat down, and began to eat breakfast.

Yoyo looked around but couldn't see Zhan Guiting.

"Grandma, where's my daddy?" the little dumpling asked in a childish voice as she picked up a beef bun.

"Your daddy went to work at the company to earn money to support you, baby," Zhan Weiguo said, patting the little girl's head.

Zhan Juzhou glanced at Zhan Weiguo.

A business tycoon has no bottom line when it comes to a little dumpling. If others saw this, they would definitely laugh at him.

"Yo yo baby~"

Suddenly, a sweet voice rang out.

Yoyo looked up and saw Zhan Luya enter the kitchen and sit down next to Zhan Juzhou.

"Yoyo, have you missed your aunt?" Zhan Luya asked Yoyo with a smile.

"No, I don't want to. You're not my aunt, you're fake." The little dumpling took a bite of her bun, turned her head away, and said.

Zhan Luya was very unhappy, but on the surface she still had to pretend not to care.

After all, she was Zhan Weiguo and Qin Yimo's precious granddaughter.

"Luya, Yoyo is still young, it's normal that she's not close to you. Yoyo isn't close to Zhan Juzhou either, and she doesn't like Zhan Juzhou either." Qin Yimo comforted Zhan Luya, and took the opportunity to criticize Zhan Juzhou.

Zhan Juzhou also turned his head away, tch, if he doesn't like it, so be it, he doesn't like it either!

"Grandma, don't misunderstand. I love Uncle San. Uncle San is a good man. I love him." The little dumpling tugged at Qin Yimo's arm, her little expression earnest and anxious as she explained.

Hearing YoYo say that she liked him, Zhan Juzhou felt a little smug, but he quickly realized, "Tch, who cares if you like me? I have billions of fans online, I don't need you."

Zhan Luya understood what was going on; Yoyo was clearly targeting her.

Why is it?

Why would she target me?

She's her aunt!

Zhan Weiguo noticed his daughter's little mood, patted the back of her hand, and gave her a reassuring smile.

There's still plenty of time. After spending more time together, she'll realize that she's a child and can tell who treats her well.

After breakfast, Zhan Juzhou was going to the film set to shoot.

"I'm going too, I'm going too, Uncle San, wait for me."

Seeing Zhan Juzhou get up to leave, the little dumpling quickly finished the porridge in his bowl.

"Oh dear, my precious granddaughter, slow down, don't choke."

Zhan Juzhou glanced at the little girl who was eating and calling out that she was waiting for him, and, wanting to tease her, strode towards the door.

Yoyo ate while glancing at Zhan Juzhou out of the corner of her eye, "Third Uncle!"

He called out and continued drinking his porridge.

Zhan Juzhou ignored him.

"Zhan Juzhou, you're going to lose a piece of flesh in a minute!" Zhan Weiguo couldn't stand it anymore and roared.

Hearing that the old man was angry, Zhan Juzhou didn't dare to offend him, so he quickly stopped and stood there casually waiting.

Yoyo quickly finished her breakfast, then jumped off the chair, slung her little backpack over her shoulder, and ran toward Zhanjuzhou with a "clattering" sound.

"Third Uncle, let's beat him up."

Yoyo tiptoed and grabbed Zhan Juzhou's thumb.

Zhan Juzhou looked down at the little dumpling, feeling a mix of emotions—love and hate.

"Zhan Juzhou, take good care of Yoyo, or else you'll be punished according to family rules!"

The sound of Zhan Weiguo's voice interrupted Zhan Juzhou's thoughts.

Zhan Juzhou led Youyou by the hand and walked towards the door.

Behind them, the loud voices of Zhan Weiguo and his wife could still be heard giving them instructions.

I came to the set of "Dear You".

In the previous drama, "Dear You," which was a thrilling story of power struggles and competition among the upper class on campus, Zhan Juzhou was not the lead actor. Instead, he made a cameo appearance in one of the roles at the invitation of a friend.

Zhan Juzhou doesn't have many scenes, only seven scenes lasting two minutes each.

YoYo seems to be the darling of the group wherever she goes. Everyone in the "Dear You" crew adores YoYo and gathers around to play with the little one.

Seeing how well Yoyo was playing with the other children, Zhan Juzhou felt reassured and went to film.

dressing room

Zhan Juzhou was applying a little makeup when she suddenly saw a person reflected in the mirror.

Nanchong?

This guy is so idle! The online uproar about his illegitimate child is huge, yet he can still laze around everywhere!

"This role suits you very well."

Nan Chong casually draped his arm over Zhan Juzhou's chair.

Zhan Juzhou, dressed in a school uniform and sneakers, looked like a youthful high school student.

"What's it to you?" Zhan Juzhou said impatiently.

Nan Chong smiled inexplicably, "I've heard that those who wear leather shoes can never beat those who wear sneakers. You, want to give it a try?"

Nan Chong suddenly possessed Zhan Juzhou, his mouth close to Zhan Juzhou's ear, his voice captivating.

Zhan Juzhou stood up as if he had been electrocuted, and cursed, "You're a lunatic."

Nan Chong did not get angry, but laughed instead.

"Actor Zhan, your makeup is done. You can go to film now," the makeup artist said with a smile.

"Ah."

Zhan Juzhou nodded, then glared at Nan Chong, turned and walked out of the dressing room.

Nan Chong skipped after him, his eyes always captivating.

Zhan Juzhou was filming, and Nan Chong stood off-camera, arm in arm with him, watching him.

"Vixen!"

Nan Chong felt his trouser leg being tugged.

Looking down, I saw it was Zhan Juzhou's baby.

Nan Chong picked up the baby in one go.

“You vixen, I advise you to be kind,” the little dumpling said.

"I'm very kind. I haven't hurt anyone in thousands of years," Nan Chong said dismissively with a smile.

"You hurt the feelings of many young men and women, as well as Tang Zhengyi."

“That was their own choice. As for Tang Zhengyi and that illegitimate child, they were also there voluntarily. It has nothing to do with me.” Nan Chong shrugged.

"Fox spirit! I'm giving you a choice: one, go up the mountain to cultivate and never come down; two, I'll beat you back to your original form and you'll never be able to cultivate again!"

The little dumpling got angry and gave Nan Chong two choices in a cute but fierce way.