Best friend turned enemy? Marrying the villain, if she runs, I'll run too.

Only then did some netizens timidly raise their hands in agreement.

[It's okay to talk about it, right? Actually, this big shot is Song Guanting, one of the richest men in Jiangcheng, the president of Best Logistics Group, and the sole person in charge of the Song family.]

While I admit that Lao Song is exceptionally wealthy, the Song family, the richest family in Jiangcheng? Isn't that a bit too audacious? Ke Ke is a top-tier power in Jiangcheng; isn't he afraid of Baishi Group coming after him for this?

[Hilarious! Someone next door said that Fu Jishu is the president of Ruifeng Group and the heir to the Fu family, one of the richest families in Jiangcheng.]

[Two of the richest people in China have teamed up? Are these marketing accounts just going to cash in and run? How dare they put the Song and Fu families together? Everyone in Jiangcheng knows they're mortal enemies, the kind who'd rather die than associate with each other.]

Here's a corny joke: the Song and Fu families, sworn enemies, have teamed up for a variety show! The wives of the two richest men are best friends, and the two tycoons themselves are as familiar as old friends, constantly bickering.

Some netizens even turned it into jokes, mocking the marketing account for being doomed, saying that offending two major families at once was simply courting death.

However, neither the Song nor the Fu families made any move until the next day.

Although he did not directly admit it, he did not deny the increasingly plausible rumors circulating online.

The next day, while the viewers in the live stream were eagerly awaiting the baby's arrival, a rosy little face appeared on camera, accompanied by a sweet, childlike voice.

"Uncles, aunties, brothers, and sisters, I'm Sibao Xin, and today I'll be your tour guide."

I didn't expect to see Baoxin so early in the morning; the live stream was filled with excited chatter.

There was no cameraman today; the entire time, it was the Australians and New Zealanders who were filming with their phones.

Although the camera was shaky, it did not dampen the enthusiasm of the viewers in the live stream at all, and it even topped the live stream popularity chart as soon as it started.

"The first task is for Baoxin to wake up her parents. Let's go!"

Bao Xin ran with her phone in her hand, the camera constantly shaking, as she ran down the spiral staircase from the upper floor to the second floor.

I stopped at the door, stood on tiptoe, and knocked loudly.

"Daddy, Mommy, wake up! The sun's shining on our bottoms!"

[I've saved the baby's voice message; I plan to use it as my morning alarm.]

If I had a cuddly baby waking me up every morning, there would be no need to stay in bed.

[Director Meng and Lao Song, with such an adorable baby waking you up, can you really resist getting up and being the first to greet him at the door?]

Song Guanting's voice came from inside the room, signaling for Baoxin to come in.

Bao Xin skillfully tiptoed and opened the door.

The bedroom was quite dark, with only two small lights on.

Amidst the interplay of light and shadow, one can vaguely see a strong, slender figure putting on an outer garment.

[Hehe, it's Old Song getting dressed early! With that model physique, it would be a waste not to show off his eight-pack abs!]

[Baby, hold the camera steady, come closer, and show us your daddy's perfect physique.]

[Damn those lights! They're so dim, the screenshots are blurry, but the hazy beauty is enough to make my mouth water.]

[Old Song is too conservative. What era are we living in? What kind of scene is this where people get up early and are naked? Is it something we VIP users can't see?]

Song Guanting was already dressed; when Baoxin came in, he was only missing a coat.

After tidying up his clothes, Song Guanting turned around and waved to Baoxin, "Mom is still sleeping, let's not wake her. She went to bed a little late last night. Dad will make breakfast for Baoxin. What would you like to eat, Baoxin?"

As he spoke, Song Guanting bent down and picked up Baoxin with one hand.

However, the live stream ended abruptly because of Song Guanting's words.

[Important note: Mom went to bed late last night.]

[In novels, domineering CEOs are always up to seven times a night, so how many times does Old Song do it in one night?]

With Lao Song's model physique, it wouldn't be right if it didn't happen at least eight times, would it?

If you keep saying that, your live stream will be banned.

Bao Xin obediently said "okay," and the camera panned to the bed, revealing only a head that was sleeping in a mess.

Clearly, even when Bao Xin knocked on the door from the outside, Meng Tang was not woken up at all. Even back in Luxembourg, Meng Tang was definitely the number one person who slept in the night.

She even comfortably turned over and continued to sleep soundly.

Song Guanting carefully tucked the quilt in to cover her up properly before gently carrying Baoxin out of the bedroom.

"Daddy, Baoxin wants pig-shaped buns, wontons, and..."

Bao Xin counted the dishes on her fingers, and Song Guanting was very patient throughout, responding to everything Bao Xin said.

After placing Bao Xin in the dining room, Song Guanting skillfully went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

However, Baoxin was not one to stay still. She immediately jumped off the high chair and ran to the kitchen.

And so, what appeared in front of the camera was Song Guanting, wearing a cartoon apron with StellaLou, Bao Xin's favorite character, and looking every bit the virtuous stay-at-home husband.

“Dad, Baoxin is helping too.”

Song Guanting smiled and agreed, then handed over the simplest task of husking corn to Baoxin, and thoughtfully brought over a small stool for her to sit on while husking.

"Dad, the phone."

Baoxin stretched out her chubby little hand and raised the phone above her head.

Song Guanting immediately understood her meaning. After taking the phone, he found a suitable opportunity on the counter and then placed the phone on it to take a panoramic photo of the kitchen.

Bao Xin gave a thumbs up, "Dad's awesome."

Song Guanting chuckled and patted her little head, "Our Baoxin is the best."

Baoxin strained and strained, her mouth twisted, but she finally managed to break the corn.

After receiving the corn kernels, Song Guanting praised them highly: "Are these the corn kernels that our Baoxin picked? They're wonderful! Dad will make them into corn juice for Mom later. Mom will definitely love it."

Baoxin, proud as a peacock spreading its tail feathers, raised her little hand again after receiving the praise.

"Bao Xin still needs help."

After making a selection, Song Guanting finally asked Baoxin to manually squeeze the lemonade.

After a simple demonstration, Baoxin learned quickly and was able to do it.

When Meng Tang got up and went downstairs, she saw a happy scene in the kitchen where the father and daughter were making breakfast together.

This was a heartwarming scene that Meng Tang had never imagined in the past three years.

Song Guanting was very patient throughout, and Baoxin's laughter never stopped.

"Mom's awake!"

Bao Xin turned her head and ran towards Meng Tang again.

The little hand grabbed Meng Tang's clothes and left two little paw prints. Very well, Meng Tang's new pajamas, which she had only worn for one day, were already dirty.

"Mom, Baoxin made this, it's so delicious and super tasty."

Meng Tang exclaimed "Oh!" and took a sip, her face immediately scrunching up from the sourness.

Baoxin thought it tasted good, so she came over and took a big gulp, her little face scrunching up.

Song Guanting kept calling out, "Wait, Tangtang, it hasn't been diluted with water yet, it'll be very sour..."

A mother and daughter with matching wrinkled facial expressions.