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

After returning home, Zhan Guiting had to go to the company again. Youyou wanted to go too, but Zhan Guiting said he would be back in an hour. Youyou stayed at home with her grandparents, who hadn't seen him for several days.

And so, Yoyo stayed at home.

Playing with grandparents.

The little dumpling sat on the sofa watching cartoons with his grandparents, but after a short while, he got bored and then asked anxiously where his second, third, and fifth uncles had gone.

Qin Yimo answered each question patiently.

Not long after, Qin Yimo went to the kitchen to check on the progress of the pastries. Zhan Weiguo also suddenly received a phone call and went aside to answer it.

The little guy found watching cartoons boring, so he ran out and went to the snack supermarket that his fifth uncle had given him, hoping to grab some snacks to watch cartoons.

Just as the little guy was about to go in, he suddenly saw a tall guy in a windbreaker lying on a deck chair in the golf course rest area, with one hand behind his head and a cigarette between his fingers, talking on the phone.

"Damn, if I hadn't caught a cold last night, I don't believe I couldn't beat that kid."

The boy put his well-defined fingers to his lips, took a deep drag on the cigarette between his fingers, and casually exhaled a puff of smoke.

Smoke swirled around him, obscuring his sculpted features.

However, Yoyo could still see clearly that this older brother had a sinister aura between his eyebrows that was deliberately provocative, but she didn't see any trace of Gui Gui.

But this older brother must have come into contact with ghosts, which is why he has acquired yin energy.

Once the yin energy becomes too strong, it will attract ghosts to possess it, and then the ghosts will drain its yang energy, causing it to die.

"Young man, you are in for a bloody disaster."

The little guy ran over quickly like a whirlwind, stomped his little foot, stood in front of the older boy, and said.

Zhan Chiyan lowered his eyes and saw a soft and cuddly little thing.

The little thing was so small that he couldn't resist holding it in his palm and playing with it.

However, she actually said that she was in danger of bloodshed!

A charlatan?

Are charlatans getting younger and younger these days? Even three-year-olds are trying to make a living from this.

Zhan Chiyan sat up with a cryptic smile on his lips. "Little thing, you've got some nerve, trying to fool me in front of everyone."

I thought the little guy would be so scared that he'd wet his pants and run to his parents crying, but to my surprise, the little one said in a cute but fierce way, "I'm not lying, I'm telling the truth. Big brother, you've been feeling weak lately. Every morning when you wake up, you feel dizzy and it takes you a long time to stand up. Am I right?"

Zhan hesitated for a moment.

This little guy was right.

The symptoms were described in great detail.

Zhan Chiyan even wondered if the little guy in front of him was some kind of demon or monster.

"How did you know?"

Could she be secretly observing me?

The little guy gave a smug smile, put his little hands on his hips, and acted all arrogant, like he was about to turn the world upside down.

"I also know that my big brother lost a fight today."

Zhan Chiyan's lips twitched, and anger flashed in his eyes.

As a school bully, it's already embarrassing enough that he lost a fight, but now he's been publicly exposed by a three-year-old toddler. How can he not be angry?

"Do you even know who I am? How dare you spout such nonsense in front of me!" Zhan Chiyan looked down at the little guy, gritting his teeth in anger.

This is the first time in his life that someone has dared to yell at him to his face.

"Then do you know who I am?" The little dumpling raised its chin high, exuding an arrogant and domineering aura. Although it was small, its momentum directly overwhelmed Zhan Chiyan.

"Who are you?"

This little one is at most the child of some servant; she won't be arrogant for long.

"I am my dad's daughter!" the little one said proudly, her big, sly eyes filled with arrogance and disdain.

This eccentric little face bears a striking resemblance to his older brother.

"Who is your father?" Zhan Chiyan asked again.

"My daddy is my daddy, and my daddy is super awesome. I can beat you with just one finger!" the little guy said in a cute but fierce way.

Zhan Chiyan sneered, then leisurely lay back down, his hand behind his head, and said casually, "Bring him to see me. I'll show you who beat whom."

"Find me?"

Suddenly, a majestic and magnetic voice rang out.

Upon hearing the voice, Zhan Chiyan reflexively jumped up and looked at the tall man walking towards them. "Big Brother?"

"You want to fight me?" Zhan Guiting's eyes narrowed slightly, radiating an unspoken danger.

"Daddy, Daddy, you're back."

The little guy snuggled into Zhan Guiting's arms, clinging to his leg like a tiny pendant, being incredibly clingy.

Zhan Guiting's eyes were gentle as he bent down, picked up the little one, and looked at Zhan Chiyan.

Zhan Chiyan stared blankly at his older brother's actions, astonished and questioning his own existence.

Holding a baby? This guy actually held a baby? Holy crap, he's never even held his own son, and he's holding someone else's baby! And... and so gently at that!

Wait, did he just mean he's the child's father?

No, brother, he... got divorced and cheated on his wife?

"Your daughter?" Zhan Chiyan asked cautiously after his mind raced.

"Any objections?" Zhan Guiting glanced at him.

Zhan Chiyan was completely stunned.

They're definitely biological children; if they're not, they'll probably kick them aside.

However, my older brother and sister-in-law have been divorced for three years, so it's impossible for them to have a baby together.

Could it be that my older brother has fallen for someone else?

That's not right. Everyone knows that Zhan Guiting, the prince of Beijing's elite circles, is head over heels in love with Wen Zijin. Their love is passionate and intense. The whole world knows that Zhan Guiting loves Wen Zijin. How could he possibly fall for someone else so easily?

This melon is quite big.

Out of sheer curiosity, Zhan Guiting mustered his courage and asked again, "Biographed?"

"Are you blind? Can't you see for yourself!" Zhan Guiting's face was gloomy, and he exuded a dangerous aura.

Zhan Chiyan rolled his eyes and looked at the two of them; they were undoubtedly his biological children.

Brother, you've really fallen for someone else.

Then what kind of love is left in this world?

"No matter what Yoyo just told you, you have to believe it. It might even save your life." Zhan Guiting's voice was cold, carrying a reminder and a hint of doting affection for Yoyo.

After saying that, she picked up the little baby and left.

Zhan Chiyan frowned, thinking he had misheard.

But thinking about it carefully, it's really true, I didn't mishear.

No, how could his older brother believe in feudal superstition?

Just who is this child? Could he be some kind of demon or monster that the fearsome CEO Zhan dotes on so much?

Sigh, if my sister-in-law goes back to China and finds out my brother is cheating on her, will she go crazy?