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

"Do three math problems, and Dad will take you to the park downstairs," Zhan Guiting said.

"If I don't go, does that mean I don't have to do it?" The little dumpling blinked its big, mischievous eyes and looked at Zhan Guiting with great anticipation.

"No!" Zhan Guiting said fiercely.

No sooner had Zhan Guiting finished speaking than Yoyo gave him a quick kiss on the cheek.

The man was instantly stunned; his tough exterior softened, but his expression remained unchanged.

"Daddy, I love you, I love you, I love you, we'll always be together~" The little girl frantically made heart shapes with her hands at Zhan Guiting and sang the song that Bai Wuchang taught her, hoping to arouse his fatherly love.

Zhan Juzhou was tidying up in the kitchen while watching Yoyo in the living room, laughing so hard he couldn't stand up straight.

This little guy is so clever and resourceful, he can come up with all sorts of tricks. But who is Zhan Guiting? How could he possibly give in to a kiss?

Zhan Guiting wasn't buying it. He softened for a second, then hardened again, looking at the problem in the homework and asking, "What is 7 plus 3?"

Yoyo stared with her big, suspicious eyes, scratched her little head, and looked at Zhan Guiting with great distress.

I don't know, Daddy.

Zhan Guiting sighed. He could do sixth-grade elementary school problems when he was two years old, so how come Yoyo can't even do kindergarten problems?

What exactly went wrong?

After washing the dishes, Zhan Juzhou took off his apron and walked out of the kitchen. "Third Uncle has seven lollipops, and Yoyo has three lollipops. If Third Uncle gives all seven lollipops to Yoyo, how many lollipops does Yoyo have?"

"Ten!" the little guy shouted, raising his hand. His big eyes shone brightly, perhaps because he heard he would get ten lollipops.

Zhan Guiting looked at Youyou, then at Zhan Juzhou.

Bro, how did you do that?

Zhan Juzhou shrugged smugly.

"Third Uncle, lollipop!" Yoyo reached out to Zhan Juzhou for a lollipop.

Zhan Juzhou immediately stopped laughing.

"What I said was hypothetical, not true."

"But Uncle San didn't use the words 'if' or 'suppose'; he used a declarative sentence."

The little dumpling puffed out its cheeks and said indignantly.

Zhan Juzhou glanced at Zhan Guiting, then leaned down and whispered in Youyou's ear, "Your third uncle will buy it for you tomorrow."

"Okay," the little dumpling replied in a very soft voice.

Zhan Guiting knew that the two of them were whispering behind his back, but he overheard them. However, he did not expose them. Instead, he followed Zhan Juzhou's method and used delicious food to teach Youyou how to do math problems.

I was so accurate every time I did it that I almost had to go up to junior high school math.

He was puzzled: were snacks really that tempting for children, that they could even stimulate their super intelligence?

After finishing his math problems, Zhan Guiting took YoYo downstairs to play.

Yo-yo hops on her scooter and goes out humming an old song.

Zhan Juzhou dared not stay home alone, fearing he would be haunted by ghosts, so he had to stay close to Youyou to protect his life.

In the park downstairs in our neighborhood, many children are playing together, chasing and frolicking, their cheerful and clear laughter echoing through the air.

Seeing so many children, YoYo threw down her scooter and ran towards her friends in a flash, joining them and quickly playing together.

Helpless, Zhan Guiting picked up the scooter that Yoyo had thrown on the ground and placed it aside.

This small gesture attracted the attention of passersby.

"Wow, so handsome!" A young woman excitedly whispered to her best friend.

"My ideal type, I really want to date him."

"Sweetie, do you remember what Mommy told you? When you see a handsome guy, you should call me 'sister'."

A young mother saw Zhan Guiting and quickly spoke to her son, who was eating ice cream nearby.

Zhan Guiting was already used to so many eyes and comments and didn't care much. His gaze was always fixed on Youyou.

What if this little guy falls while running so fast?

Zhan Guiting wanted to step forward to stop him, but then gave up.

As long as she's happy, that's all that matters. Children aren't as fragile as he imagines.

Zhan Juzhou, wearing a mask, was very cautious, his eyes darting around furtively, giving off a strong sense of stealth.

They were afraid of being recognized and surrounded by a crowd.

However, he was narcissistic, and everyone's attention was drawn to Zhan Guiting, with no one even glancing in his direction.

Zhan Juzhou turned his head and suddenly saw a familiar figure wearing a black mask and a baseball cap pulled low, hurrying out of the community.

"Qu Xiqian?"

Even though she was bundled up, Zhan Juzhou still recognized Qu Xiqian, with whom he had worked on a drama, at a glance.

Qu Xiqian stopped in her tracks when she heard the familiar voice and looked up at Zhan Juzhou.

Compared to Qu Xiqian, Zhan Juzhou only slightly concealed his face, and Qu Xiqian quickly recognized him.

However, Qu Xiqian seemed quite surprised that Zhan Juzhou was here. Her eyes became unfocused, and she dared not look directly at Zhan Juzhou, as if she was feeling guilty about something.

Qu Xiqian rolled her eyes and said in a different voice, "Excuse me, you've mistaken me for someone else." Then she turned and ran away.

Zhan Juzhou frowned. Had he mistaken her for someone else? How could that be? That was clearly Qu Xiqian. Her back view and figure were exactly the same. There was no way he could have mistaken her.

Although the voices are different, as actors, voice changing is something they can do with ease.

Zhan Juzhou was certain that it was Qu Xiqian, but why wouldn't she admit it and why was she in such a hurry to leave?

Moreover, he remembered that Qu Xiqian did not live in this neighborhood.

How did she end up here?

Time passed by, and fewer and fewer people were in the park. Everyone said goodbye to their friends and went home to wash up and go to bed.

As soon as the little dumpling finished washing up, she ran to her room, lay down on the bed, closed her eyes, and fell asleep.

After Zhan Guiting finished washing up, he was about to put the little one to sleep when he found that the little guy had fallen asleep.

The man smiled indulgently, his eyes crinkling, and she really could fall asleep quickly anywhere.

"Big brother~"

Suddenly, Zhan Juzhou's sinister voice came from outside the door.

"What?" Zhan Guiting sat next to Youyou and glanced at Zhan Juzhou.

Zhan Juzhou, clutching a pillow, entered the room with small, quick steps. "Big brother, I want to sleep with you."

Actually, he wanted to sleep with YoYo. He was afraid that ghosts would come after him, so he needed to be close to YoYo to protect himself.

But he didn't dare, because Zhan Guiting would kick him away.

So all I can say is that I want to sleep with my older brother.

"roll!"

Zhan Guiting let out a low, angry sound, then realized that his voice might be too loud and wake the little dumpling.

Looking down, thankfully, the soft and cuddly little girl was still fast asleep.

"Brother, I'll just sleep on the floor."

Before Zhan Guiting could speak, Zhan Juzhou threw down his pillow, lay down on the ground, placed his hands on his lower abdomen, grinned at Zhan Guiting, and tried to please him.

Zhan Guiting was afraid of waking Youyou, so he didn't say anything.

Around 1 or 2 a.m., Zhan Guiting still couldn't fall asleep, tossing and turning.

Since Wen Zijin came back, he hasn't had a full night's sleep; his mind is filled with thoughts of Wen Zijin.

Why did she come back? Who is the man beside her? What is their relationship? Did she find her brother Apei?

A series of problems made Zhan Guiting extremely irritable.