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

Not long after Elder Nan left with Nan Chong, Zhan Juzhou also returned with Youyou.

"Grandpa, Grandma, Daddy, I'm back!"

As soon as the little dumpling got home, she shouted loudly. Suddenly, she saw that Zhan Guiting had come home so early today. With her short legs, she ran towards Zhan Guiting like a little whirlwind, "Daddy!"

When Zhan Guiting saw his beloved daughter return, he immediately stood up from the sofa, squatted down, and opened his arms to welcome her into a hug.

The little dumpling rushed into Zhan Guiting's arms, "Daddy, I missed you, did you miss me?"

Zhan Guiting picked up the little dumpling and said softly, "I want to~"

Sitting on the sofa was a young man who had come to seek cooperation with Zhan Guiting. When he saw the president of Zhan Group being so tender towards a little baby, he was completely stunned. He adjusted his thick glasses and looked again. It was true, it was true. The president of Zhan, who was feared by the outside world, was actually showing such a gentle side to a little girl.

This is incredible! If someone secretly filmed this and sold it to the business world, they could make a fortune!

In any case, Zhan Guiting has already rejected his cooperation.

Just as the man was thinking about how to secretly take out his phone to capture the scene, the little dumpling suddenly looked at him.

Yoyo glanced at him and said, "Uncle, your fertility palace is weak, so you probably won't have any children. But you have a son. So, your wife must have cheated on you! Your son isn't even your biological child; he's from the neighbor's family."

The man was so startled he almost dropped his phone.

Damn it, what is this little kid saying?

He actually dared to say that his wife cheated on him, and that the two sons he raised for twenty years weren't even his.

I really want to tear her mouth apart.

But that's Zhan Guiting's daughter! Even if he had a million times the courage, he wouldn't dare to be so presumptuous in front of Zhan Guiting.

There was nothing I could do but swallow my anger.

"Little friend, you can't talk nonsense."

The man laughed.

"I'm not talking nonsense. If you don't believe me, go home and ask your wife. I'm not talking nonsense. I just talk a lot, but I never lie."

The man's eyes were bloodshot, and his fists were clenched.

But thinking about it carefully, when the two sons were born, his mother said that the children were different from him when he was born. He was born with dark skin, but these two children were born fair and chubby, and didn't look like him at all.

Even his relatives said that he looked completely different from him.

Other people's sons are all cut from the same mold as their fathers, but his two sons are completely different from him in both appearance and habits.

Thinking of this, the man's heart suddenly stopped.

Could it be that the two children he raised for twenty years weren't really his?

Without thinking twice, the man turned and ran out the door.

"Oh, Dad knows you can tell fortunes, but let's try to keep a low profile and not let too many people know, otherwise bad people will kidnap you and experiment on you. Are you scared?"

Zhan Guiting was worried that YoYo's extraordinary abilities would attract the attention of some criminal organizations.

"I'm not afraid!" The little dumpling pouted, put its hands on its hips, and looked like a sassy little brat.

Looking at the little dumpling's proud and cool appearance, Zhan Guiting couldn't help but think of his ex-wife.

After evening self-study, the two would go to the food street like any other young couple. Zhan Guiting would tease her with her favorite takoyaki, holding it up but not giving it to her. She would then act haughty and not want it, and Zhan Guiting would have to coax her for a long time.

"Daddy, what are you thinking about?"

Zhan Guiting was lost in thought when the little dumpling patted him and asked in a cute, childish voice.

"Daddy is thinking of you."

"You're so sweet-talking, it's like you don't care about money." The little dumpling pouted and complained.

Zhan Guiting smiled and tidied the little dumpling's stray hairs.

Zhan Juzhou, who had just finished making a phone call at the door, was about to go back inside when he was suddenly drawn to a noisy commotion. Suddenly, an angry figure deliberately bumped into him.

The other party not only did not apologize, but also went straight to his house.

"Damn it, what a rude guy! He bumped into someone and tried to run away!" Zhan Juzhou angrily chased after him.

"Who is it? Who is it? Come out! Who is trying to sow discord between us, father and son? Come out here!"

Lin Wanyi stood in the center of the living room and shouted.

He was playing video games at home when his father stormed in and grabbed his mother, demanding to know if his two sons were his biological children, and even started hitting her.

Lin Wanyi only found out after asking that someone was trying to sow discord in their family, so he checked his father's dashcam footage and that's how he found this place.

Zhan Guiting carried Youyou downstairs.

When Lin Wanyi saw that arrogant figure in the distance, he suddenly lost his confidence and fear began to creep into his heart.

However, he soon became assertive, claiming that it was their fault in the first place, that they were trying to sow discord within their family.

"Who are you looking for?" Zhan Guiting came down the stairs, staring at Lin Wanyi with sharp and piercing eyes.

Lin Wanyi's heart skipped a beat, and a chill ran from the soles of his feet straight to his brain.

"He's probably looking for a den."

Yoyo observed Lin Wanyi and found that he was surrounded by a murky aura.

People who are surrounded by a murky aura are generally bad at heart.

"It was you! You're the one who told my dad that I'm not his biological son?" Lin Wanyi asked Youyou angrily.

Zhan Guiting frowned slightly, as if trying to suppress his anger, and then kicked Lin Wanyi in the chest.

Be polite to my daughter!

Lin Wanyi was kicked away and landed right at Zhan Juzhou's feet.

Zhan Juzhou blinked and looked at Lin Wanyi.

Lin Wanyi struggled to his feet. "You...you've gone too far! Do you even know who I am? I'm the young master of the Lin Group! I'm going to show you right now that you've offended the wrong person!" Lin Wanyi said, pulling his phone out of his pocket.

Zhan Juzhou raised his leg and kicked Lin Wanyi's phone away, coldly snorting, "Kid, do you even know who you've offended?"

"Young Master, Third Young Master, Miss, I'm sorry, I couldn't stop him."

The bodyguard who failed to stop Lin Wanyi rushed in and bowed his head in repentance.

"That's none of your business, get out." Zhan Juzhou waved his hand.

"Yes!"

As if waking from a dream, Lin Wanyi hurriedly asked, "Who are you?"

"Uncle, you're going to jail. In six hours, you'll be working on a sewing machine."

"You...you actually dared to curse me!"

Lin Wanyi was furious and rolled up his sleeves, ready to hit someone.

Zhan Juzhou grabbed his hair and kicked him in the knee. Lin Wanyi fell to his knees with a thud, looking as pathetic as a stray dog.

Suddenly, the phone, whose screen had shattered on the ground, rang.

The phone malfunctioned, so he proactively answered Lin Wanyi's call.