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

The next day, Zhan Juzhou took Youyou to the film set, and Zhan Guiting also went out to work.

The van was already waiting downstairs in the residential area.

Zhan Juzhou carried Yoyo into the car.

The agent in the car saw YoYo and a hint of displeasure and impatience flashed in her eyes.

Yoyo sat down in her seat, raised her little head, and met Yang Qianxue's unfriendly gaze, while also seeing the dark and sinister aura surrounding her.

Yang Qianxue looked at Youyou and felt a guilty feeling that her inner thoughts had been seen through. She immediately looked away and prepared to discuss the itinerary with Zhan Juzhou, and at the same time change the subject.

I must not have slept well to feel guilty in front of a child.

"The War Emperor..."

"Bad auntie, you're not allowed to hurt my third uncle, or I'll draw my sword and chop you down."

The little dumpling tugged at the peach wood sword on its back and warned in a cute but fierce way.

Zhan Juzhou glanced at Yang Qianxue.

Yoyo, you must have said that for a reason.

However, Tracy Yeung has been mentoring him since his debut, and now that he has become a film emperor, she deserves a lot of credit for it.

Zhan Juzhou really couldn't believe that Yang Qianxue had harmed him.

However, since YoYo can catch ghosts and tell fortunes, what he says may not be entirely false.

Let's see. If Yang Qianxue really has ulterior motives, then he won't let her stay by his side.

"Oh my, this is Third Uncle's agent, Aunt Yang Qianxue," Zhan Juzhou explained.

"Hello, my little darling, do you remember Auntie? We've met before," Yang Qianxue said with a smile, bending down to pat the little dumpling's head.

The little dumpling dodged away and snuggled into Zhan Juzhou's arms.

This scene reminded Zhan Juzhou of the last time he asked Yang Qianxue to look after Yoyo, but Yang Qianxue obviously refused and pretended not to hear him.

He thought that Tracy Yeung didn't like children, but now it seems that's not the case.

If that's the case, then perhaps Tracy Yeung really has, as YoYo said, become corrupt.

He didn't know when it started, but he hadn't noticed at all.

Soon, the van arrived at the film set.

Zhan Juzhou carried Youyou out of the car, and Yang Qianxue followed behind, telling Zhan Juzhou about the day's itinerary.

Today marks the start of filming for the new drama. Hundreds, even thousands, of people from the production team gathered for the opening ceremony.

"Little Yoyo?"

Suddenly, an extremely gentle and surprised voice came.

Zhan Juzhou and Youyou both looked in that direction.

It is the law of eras.

Zhan Juzhou frowned, seemingly disliking Ji Yuanlu.

But what is he doing here?

Oh, he remembered now, Ji Yuanlu was the producer and the biggest investor of his new drama, "The Meaning of the People".

"Uncle Ji, how are you?"

The little dumpling waved its chubby little hands and called out in a soft, sweet voice.

"Come here, let Uncle Ji give you a hug."

Ji Yuanlu opened his arms, wanting to hug this exquisitely beautiful little guy.

Yoyo opened her arms, wanting to rush into his embrace.

Zhan Juzhou held Yoyo tightly and wouldn't let go.

He's the eldest brother's rival in love; how could he possibly let the eldest brother's rival hold the eldest brother's daughter!

"Third Uncle, it's okay, it's okay. Uncle Ji is a good person, a super, super good person."

Yoyo patted Zhan Juzhou on the back and coaxed him.

Zhan Juzhou had no choice but to let go and hand Yoyo over to Ji Yuanlu, even though he was a hundred times unwilling.

"War Emperor, let's go over there and say hello to the director and the others first," Yang Qianxue said.

Zhan Juzhou wanted to take Youyou back, but the little girl shook her head and refused, saying she wanted to play with Uncle Ji for a while. Zhan Juzhou's heart sank instantly.

Oh, my dear baby, I'm your real uncle!

In the end, Zhan Juzhou had no choice but to have his assistant stay and take care of Youyou. After the event, he sent her back to his side and then went with Yang Qianxue to greet the director and the others.

"Uncle Ji, are you all alone? Where's my mom? Didn't my mom come?" The little dumpling looked around with her big, mischievous eyes, then looked at Ji Yuanlu and asked.

Ji Yuanlu immediately recognized that the little guy's mother was Wen Zijin.

However, he was puzzled as to why Yoyo called Wen Zijin "Mom".

He knew that Wen Zijin had gotten married seven or eight years ago and had triplets with her ex-husband. Now it was summer vacation and she was taking them on a trip. This was the first time the mother and her three children had been reunited in three years, so he didn't go with them.

However, he had never heard that Wen Zijin had a daughter.

Perhaps it was just a child making random noises.

After all, children without mothers all yearn for a mother and see everyone as their mother.

"She's busy, she didn't come." Ji Yuanlu tucked the little guy's hair behind his ear, his gentle fatherly demeanor evident.

"Uncle Ji, you can't like my mom, okay? My mom is my dad's wife. You can't steal my dad's wife, understand?"

The little guy stared directly into Ji Yuanlu's eyes, his expression very serious.

Ji Yuanlu rubbed YoYo's little head, smiled, and didn't say anything. He carried YoYo to the vending machine and asked her if she wanted ice cream.

The little one nodded emphatically; of course she wanted to have a turn.

"Yes, yes, Uncle Ji is treating, oh, oh, pay the bill."

The little dumpling rummaged through her bag and pulled out a few coins, stuffing them into the vending machine.

Several ice creams fell out of the vending machine.

Yoyo took out the ice cream, but couldn't hold it all, so she used her clothes to hold it.

Looking at this incredibly capable little dumpling, Ji Yuanlu inwardly roared, "How can there be such an adorable baby in this world?!" He wanted to have one like this with the woman he loved.

"Uncle Ji, which one would you like to eat?"

Yoyo looked up at Ji Yuanlu, opened the ice cream in her pocket, and asked.

Ji Yuanlu realized what was happening, randomly picked one, and patted the little guy's head, "Thank you, my little darling."

"You're welcome, you're welcome. Uncle Ji, please remember not to eat my mom's porridge, my mom is my dad's."

"Uncle Ji, bye-bye, I'm going to find my third uncle."

After saying that, the little guy ran off with a "da da da" sound.

An assistant followed behind.

Ji Yuanlu watched the little dumpling's retreating figure and smiled warmly.

"Third brother~"

"Third Uncle~"

Zhan Juzhou was preparing to go up on stage to offer incense when suddenly two voices rang out from the left and right sides.

On his left, Zhan Luya was smiling sweetly as she ran towards him.

On the right is that little chubby little thing, holding a pocket full of ice cream, her little face rosy as if she had applied blush, running towards him with a "da da da" sound.

Zhan Juzhou ran to Yoyo without hesitation, squatted down in front of her, took the ice cream for her, and distributed it to the staff.

Zhan Luya immediately stopped.

In the eyes of the third brother, is the eldest brother's illegitimate daughter more important? Is she no longer important?

Ever since Yoyo joined the Zhan family, her brothers seem to have been intentionally or unintentionally ignoring her.

She, who was once the apple of everyone's eye, now has all that love stolen by this three-year-old brat! How dare she! She's just an illegitimate child!

Zhan Juzhou was handing out ice cream with Yoyo, completely unaware of Zhan Luya's emotional change until he gave her the ice cream, at which point he realized his sister was angry.

Zhan Juzhou tried to coax him, but to no avail. He lost patience and simply gave up.