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

A tall, straight-backed man with well-developed muscles, cold and upright, with an imposing presence, like an invincible war god, was slowly walking towards them.

Guan An's heart was pounding involuntarily; his intuition told him that he had probably really messed with someone he shouldn't have.

Park Yun-duo stared at Zhan Gui-ting, her eyes wide open, unable to recover for a long time.

"Baba."

The little guy ran towards Zhan Guiting, displaying a bit of bullying arrogance. Pointing at Guan An, he said in a cute but fierce tone, "He, it's him, Daddy, he bullied me."

Zhan Guiting's eagle-like eyes turned to Guan An, giving off an invisible sense of pressure.

Fearing trouble, Park Yun-do quickly said, "No, no, it's all a misunderstanding."

"What misunderstanding? Get out of here, you coward." Guan An shoved away the timid woman, Pu Yunduo, put his hands on his hips, and, looking like a spirited young man, shouted arrogantly at Zhan Guiting, "That's right, it was me who bullied your daughter, so what can you do about it?"

Zhan Guiting remained silent, his aura intensifying, and the flames in his eyes burning ever brighter.

Guan An was smug, thinking he was scared. He grabbed Pu Yunduo's waist and sneered, "Heh, kid, kneel down and lick my shoes, and I'll let you go."

Zhan Guiting's eyes hardened. He quickly put Yoyo into the private room and closed the door.

He turned around and delivered a powerful uppercut to Guan An.

Guan An was sent flying, sliding for more than ten meters on the ground before crashing heavily against the wall, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Park Yun-do trembled with fear.

With that kind of fighting power, one punch could probably take half a person's life, and another punch would be fatal.

Guan An struggled against the wall, on the verge of death, and with his last breath, he said, "You...do you know who I am? Let me tell you, the Guan family will not let you go."

It would have been better if he hadn't revealed his family name. But after he did, Zhan Guiting made a phone call to his assistant, Gu, saying, "Make the Guan family disappear from this world. Also, bring a few experienced thugs over."

Zhan Guiting hung up the phone, picked up Youyou, wrapped her in his suit jacket so she wouldn't see Guan An, and left the scene in a few strides.

Not long after, Guan An received a call from home saying that the Guan family had been ruined and that he had offended someone outside.

As soon as the phone call ended, several burly thugs grabbed Guan An and beat him without saying a word.

The thugs use varying degrees of force; they won't kill someone, but they'll inflict excruciating pain, making them desperately want to die.

Park Yun-do collapsed to the ground, crying so hard she could barely breathe, but there was nothing she could do.

Zhan Guiting carried Yoyo back to the company, played with the little one for a while, and only started working after confirming that she was neither injured nor frightened. Yoyo played by herself.

While playing, the little guy slipped out of the CEO's office and took the elevator to the 37th floor.

Upon entering the 37th floor, the office area was very simple, and everyone was immersed in their work. Some people were even gathered together discussing projects, and no one noticed that YoYo had come in.

In a rest area, YoYo saw a little boy hunched over a table, doing his homework.

He seemed to be encountering a problem, frequently glancing up ahead, wiping his sweat, and sighing.

The little dumpling climbed onto the chair next to him, knelt on it, and watched the little boy enjoying himself immensely.

When the little boy looked up at his mother who was at work, he suddenly noticed someone next to him, which startled him.

"Brother, what are you doing?" the little dumpling asked the boy in a childish voice.

"Do your homework!" the little boy said impatiently.

The little dumpling was looking intently at the little boy's homework.

Seeing how serious Yoyo was, the little boy assumed she was a top student and quickly moved his workbook over, asking, "Can you do it?"

"Yes, I will." The little girl nodded her head confidently, giving off a very reliable vibe.

"Then teach me." The little boy was overjoyed, feeling that he was saved.

Yoyo struggled to even read the questions in her workbook, but the vain little guy still pretended to be a well-read scholar.

The little boy looked on expectantly, hoping the little dumpling would give him the answer, but instead, he pointed to the question and asked, "What is this?"

"This needs to be used in a sentence with the phrase 'don't...don't...don't...just'."

"No 9999, no 999, no 99, just 9.9 and you can take home a brand-name washing machine."

The little guy stood on the chair and imitated the way the streamer shouted in the live broadcast room.

Zhan Juzhou likes to watch live streams, either looking at beautiful women or watching products being sold. Yoyo would occasionally snuggle in his arms and watch with him for a while, and over time she remembered it.

The little boy exclaimed with admiration, "Wow, you're amazing! You must be a top student, right? Did you get perfect scores in all subjects?"

"Oh, it's just so-so," the little guy said shyly, waving his hand.

"This question is the opposite of naive."

The little guy stroked his chin mysteriously and said, "Fake."

The little boy exclaimed in surprise again and filled in the answer given by the top student.

"This is public."

"Mother Pass".

Wow, you're amazing!

The little boy calls out the questions, and the little boy fills in the answers. The main theme is that one dares to ask, one dares to answer, and one dares to believe.

The little boy finished his homework in half an hour and ran happily to tell his mother who was at work. His mother was surprised that he finished so quickly.

It used to take me at least two hours to do my homework, how come you finished it so quickly?

She wanted to get checked, but it was during working hours. She glanced at the time and figured she only had an hour or two left before she got off work, so she figured she could get checked after get off work.

Once the little boy finished his schoolwork, he could play freely.

"Brother, my name is YoYo, what's your name?"

"My name is Potato. My mom said that potatoes can be steamed, boiled, fried, sliced, diced, or eaten whole. They're delicious no matter how you cook them, so they named me Potato because they wanted me to be as versatile as a potato."

Do you like potatoes?

"porridge."

Potatoes were laughing happily.

The two little ones, hand in hand, played however they wanted.

Time flew by, and it was time to get off work. The two little ones went to find their respective parents.

Zhan Guiting carried the little one into the private elevator, ready to go back.

Suddenly, a sharp cry rang out.

"It's Potato Brother! Potato Brother is crying! Someone is bullying Potato Brother! Daddy, let's hurry and save Potato Brother!"

Yoyo recognized Potato's voice immediately and was anxious to save him.

Although Zhan Guiting didn't know who Brother Potato was, seeing how anxious the little girl was, he pressed the elevator button and went to the 37th floor.

"Daddy, put me down."

The little guy was anxious.

Zhan Guiting had no choice but to put the little guy down.

The little guy touched the ground with his toes and ran, so fast that he disappeared from sight.

Zhan Guiting was exasperated. Who exactly was Potato?! His daughter actually valued him so much.

If he were bullied, I wonder if this little guy would be as anxious as he is now.

But who in this world would dare to bully him?

The little guy ran into the rest area on the 37th floor and saw Potato being beaten by a capable-looking young woman. That was Potato's mother. His mother was hitting and scolding him, and she was very fierce, like a tigress.

"How did you do this homework? This is exactly how I taught you to do homework..."

Oh dear, I'm scared, I want to run away.

Potato, wailing loudly, turned around and saw YoYo, who was about to run away. She immediately pointed and said, "It was her! She taught me!"

The woman stopped what she was doing and looked at YoYo.

Oh my gosh, what an adorable little girl!

Like a little doll, beautiful and delicate.

I wonder what kind of parents could give birth to such a rare little guy. I really want to meet him and learn from his parenting experience.