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Early summer mornings always bring just the right amount of warmth. In the master bedroom of the hillside manor, the first ray of sunlight had just climbed onto the windowsill when it was broken by a crisp "creaking" sound.

Fang Li turned over, rubbing her sleepy eyes as she looked at the crib.

Ten-month-old Han Nianchu was lying on the bed railing, her chubby little hands gripping the railing and shaking it with a "creaking" sound, her round eyes staring intently at the photo frame on the bedside table.

That was a family photo taken with Han Xi and Fang Li when she was 100 days old.

"You little rascal, you're up so early."

Fang Li propped herself up and sat up. Just as she stretched, she saw Han Nianchu grin with her toothless little mouth, drool dripping down her chin onto the pink sleeping bag, like a little goldfish blowing bubbles.

“妈......妈......”

The little guy called out indistinctly, his chubby little hand reaching out towards Fang Li with all his might. Because he used too much force, he swayed and almost fell off the bed railing.

Fang Li was so frightened that she rushed over and hugged her tightly. As soon as she regained her balance, she felt a warmth in the crook of her neck.

Han Nianchu hugged her neck and gave her a big kiss, smearing her face with saliva.

"You little rascal, you're getting naughtier and naughtier."

Fang Li smiled and pinched her daughter's soft cheek. Just as she was about to get up, an arm suddenly appeared around her waist.

Han Xi pulled her and her daughter into his arms from behind, his deep voice hoarse from just waking up: "Sleep a little longer, it's still early."

His chin rested on Fang Li's head, his breath carrying a faint scent of cedar.

Han Nianchu was surrounded by her father, excitedly kicking her chubby little legs.

Turning around, she suddenly grabbed Han Xi's pajamas collar and shoved it into her mouth, making a "whoosh" sound, as if she were gnawing on some delicious bone.

"Han Nianchu, those are Dad's clothes, not a teething toy."

Helpless, Han Xi pulled his daughter's chubby little hand out of her collar. The moment his fingertips touched her palm, it was firmly grasped.

The little guy was incredibly strong, grabbing his father's fingers and shaking them back and forth, calling out "Daddy, Daddy" indistinctly, which instantly melted Han Xi's heart.

"Look at her, all she does is cling to you."

Fang Li leaned on Han Xi's shoulder, watching the interaction between the father and daughter, a gentle smile in her eyes.

Ever since Han Nianchu learned to say "Dad," Han Xi has become a complete "daughter slave." The first thing he does every morning when he wakes up is to hug his daughter, and he must tell her a story before going to bed at night. Even when he goes to the company for a meeting, he will make a video call to check on her every now and then.

"That's because I'm handsome."

Han Xi raised an eyebrow smugly, but before he could finish speaking, his daughter slapped him across the face.

Fang Li couldn't help but smile, while Han Xi let Han Nianchu treat his father's cheek like a toy with a carefree expression.

The chubby little hands clapped enthusiastically.

Fang Li laughed so hard she couldn't stand up straight. Looking at Han Xi's "aggrieved" but unwilling-to-look-away expression, she felt that this man, who had once dominated the business world, was now adorably childish.

After washing up, the family of three went to the restaurant.

Aunt Rong had already prepared breakfast: steaming millet porridge, smooth and tempting steamed egg custard, and vegetable puree specially prepared for Han Nianchu.

Han Xi placed his daughter in the high chair and carefully tied her bib. Fang Li had just brought over the vegetable puree when she saw the little one grab a steamed bun from the table and try to put it in her mouth.

"Niannian, you can't eat that."

Fang Li quickly took the steamed bun away and replaced it with a small spoonful of vegetable puree, which she then held to her lips.

Han Nianchu frowned and turned her head away. The chubby little finger pointed at the soy milk in Han Xi's bowl, "I want to drink it, I want to drink it."

Han Xi scooped up a spoonful of soy milk, blew on it to cool it down, and then held it to her lips.

The little guy took a spoonful into his mouth and drank it with relish, but just two seconds after swallowing, he suddenly wrinkled his little face and spat out all the soy milk with a "poof," spraying it all over Han Xi's face.

Fang Li was so startled she almost dropped the bowl in her hand, but Han Xi wiped his face, looked at his daughter's innocent face, and smiled helplessly: "You little ungrateful thing, you spit out your dad's water when he's feeding you."

Han Nianchu seemed to understand, clapped her hands with a giggle, and with a wave of her chubby little hand, knocked the steamed egg custard off the table to the ground.

"Han Nianchu!"

Fang Li called her name in a serious tone, but the little one thought her mother was playing with her and laughed even harder, even grabbing a piece of steamed egg custard from the ground and stuffing it into her mouth.

Han Xi quickly picked her up and gently patted her bottom: "Don't eat dirty things, you're being naughty."

"Wow--"

The little one's mouth twitched, and his big eyes instantly filled with tears. Large teardrops fell down with a "plop plop" sound, and he cried so loudly that it shook the heavens and the earth.

Fang Li felt sorry for her daughter and quickly took her in to comfort her. Han Xi looked at the mother and daughter, one crying and the other being comforted, and went to clean up the mess on the ground, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

At 10 a.m., the sun was shining brightly.

Fang Li held Han Nianchu in her arms as they sunbathed in the courtyard. The little one, dressed in a pink onesie, looked like a cute little dumpling, and was intently playing with a rattle in her hand.

Han Xi came out of the study with a document in his hand, and was spotted by his daughter as soon as he reached the door.

"Daddy...hug me!"

Han Nianchu threw away the rattle drum and stretched out her chubby little hands to pounce on Han Xi.

Han Xi put down the documents and picked her up. The little one immediately hugged his neck and kissed him on the face, as if her crying had never happened.

"Daddy has to go on a video conference. Niannian, how about you play with Mommy?"

Han Xi pinched his daughter's little nose, but the little one shook her head like a rattle drum, hugging his neck tightly and refusing to let go, shouting "No...no..."

Fang Li jokingly said with a smile, "It seems that Niannian doesn't want her dad to work."

Having no other choice, Han Xi took his daughter to the study.

He placed Han Nianchu in a specially made baby chair, gave her a plush rabbit toy, and then sat down at his desk and turned on his computer.

The video conference had only been going on for five minutes when a "whoosh" sound was heard.

Han Nianchu actually stood up while supporting herself on the baby chair, and with her small body, she knocked all the documents and pen holders off the table to the ground. The fountain pen ink splashed all over her, and with a quick wipe of her little hand, she instantly looked like a little kitten that had just been pulled out of the ink.

The foreign partners on the other side of the screen were startled by the sudden commotion.

Han Xi picked up his daughter without changing his expression and smiled apologetically at the screen: "Sorry, my daughter is a bit naughty."

Han Nianchu seemed to realize she had messed up, burying her face in her father's neck and clutching his collar tightly, making everyone on the other side of the screen laugh.

After the meeting, Han Xi carried his daughter back to the bedroom to clean her up.

Fang Li watched as he carefully wiped her daughter's face and changed her clothes. His movements were so skilled that he didn't seem like a young master who used to have even his shirts ironed by a maid. She couldn't help but take out her phone to capture this heartwarming scene.