Shocking! A three-year-old brings his aloof mother to their door.

After the incident at the kindergarten, He Wanqing asked Tongtong for a day off.

"Tongtong wants to go to school with Daddy, okay?" Tongtong's eyes were still a little red and swollen, but she was in much better spirits and spoke in a sweet, childish voice.

He Wanqing stood to the side, hesitant to speak.

Finally, he spoke up, "Tongtong, be a good girl with Daddy, okay? Don't be like you are at kindergarten, running off by yourself every mealtime..."

She recalled Lin Yu's retelling of the joke, "It's lunchtime, Tongtong has to go eat," and felt both amused and heartbroken.

Tongtong nodded like a chick pecking at rice: "Tongtong will be good! I'll listen to Daddy!"

He Wanqing looked at Mo Ye, her eyes softening: "I'm entrusting Tongtong to you."

"Don't worry." Mo Ye steadily picked up his daughter. "I will take good care of her."

He Wanqing bent down and kissed Tongtong on the forehead: "Mommy's going to work. See you tonight."

"Goodbye, Mom!" Tongtong waved her little hand.

After He Wanqing's car drove out of sight, Mo Ye glanced at the time—it was 2 PM, and he had class at 4:10 PM, so he still had more than two hours.

"Tongtong," he asked with a smile, "would you like some small cakes? Daddy will take you somewhere."

"Yes!" Tongtong's eyes lit up.

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At 2 PM, a rather stylish dessert shop near S University.

Mo Ye sat with Tongtong by the window.

In front of the little one was a delicate strawberry cream cake, adorned with fresh strawberries and frosting.

She was scooping enthusiastically with a small spoon, a little cream stuck to the tip of her nose, making her look like a little kitten stealing a bite.

"Daddy, who are we waiting for?" Tongtong looked up and asked, blinking her big eyes.

"We're waiting for Daddy's two good friends, Uncle Little Fatty and Aunt Qianyue," Mo Ye said gently, wiping the cream off her nose with a tissue.

"A good friend?" Tongtong tilted her head. "Is it an adult like Daddy?"

"Yes, he's Dad's best friend."

Just then, the door of the dessert shop was pushed open, and the wind chimes made a crisp sound.

Pang Siyi and Su Qianyue rushed in one after the other, both with eager excitement on their faces.

The moment they saw the little dumpling by the window, wearing a pale yellow dress and with two tiny pigtails, their eyes lit up instantly.

"Holy crap! Old Mo! He really brought it!" Pang Siyi exclaimed in a low voice, but his steps didn't slow down at all.

Su Qianyue ran over immediately, looking at Tongtong with pink hearts practically popping out of her eyes: "Oh my god...she's so cute! What an angel on earth!"

The two of them very naturally sat down on the empty seats next to Tongtong, one on each side, making Mo Ye move to the side.

Tongtong, who was focused on making the strawberry cake, felt two people appear beside her. She looked up in confusion, glancing at the smiling, round-faced uncle on her left, then at the pretty aunt with bright eyes on her right, and finally at Moye in bewilderment: "Daddy, who are they?"

Mo Ye introduced with a smile: "Tongtong, this is Daddy's good friend. This is Pang Siyi, Uncle Little Fatty, and this is Aunt Su Qianyue."

Tongtong immediately put down her little spoon, sat up straight, and greeted everyone in her sweet, childlike voice, "Hello, Uncle Fatty! Hello, Aunt Qianyue! Do you want some cake? Daddy bought it, it's so delicious!"

Su Qianyue's smile froze instantly: "A-Auntie?"

Hearing Bingzhui's words, Pang Siyi clutched his chest, looking at Mo Ye with the eyes of someone who had betrayed their lover: "Little...Little Fatty Uncle? Old Mo! What have you been teaching this kid?!"

Mo Ye suppressed a laugh and shrugged, "I told her to call them uncle and aunt, what's the problem?"

"This is a huge problem!" Pang Siyi said indignantly, then turned to Tongtong, forcing what he thought was his most amiable smile, "Tongtong, call me Brother Pang or Brother Siyi, okay?"

Tongtong tilted her head, thought seriously for a moment, and tentatively called out, "Fat...brother?"

"Pfft—" Su Qianyue and Mo Ye burst out laughing at the same time.

Pang Siyi was on the verge of tears: "It's Brother Siyi! Si-yi—"

Tongtong stubbornly shook her head: "No, Daddy said to call him Uncle Fatty, Tongtong will listen to Daddy."

Pang Siyi, feeling utterly devastated, looked at Mo Ye with a resentful expression.

Taking the opportunity, Su Qianyue moved closer to Tongtong and said in a coaxing tone, "Tongtong, how about calling me 'sister'? Sister Qianyue~ Look how young and beautiful I am, calling me 'auntie' would make me sound old!"

Tongtong looked at her, then at the cake, and insisted, "Aunt Qianyue."

Su Qianyue: "..."

She stiffened her neck, inwardly groaning: I'm only twenty-one! I haven't even graduated from university yet! How did I become an auntie?!

After the joke, Pang Siyi finally remembered the key issue, and he looked at Mo Ye with a strange expression:

"Old Mo, tell me honestly, what's going on with this little girl? Why is she calling you 'Dad'?"

When did you secretly have such a big daughter?

High school? Impossible! The three of us were practically inseparable in high school, you wouldn't have had time to commit a crime!

Su Qianyue nodded vigorously, looking at Mo Ye with a puzzled expression.

Mo Ye knew he couldn't hide it any longer, so he sighed and explained the situation succinctly—from the accident four years ago, to Tongtong coming to him on her own, and then to the arranged marriage with He Wanqing.

After hearing this, Pang Siyi and Su Qianyue stared wide-eyed, unable to close their mouths for a long time.

"Holy... shit..." Pang Siyi finally managed to utter two words after a long pause, his eyes wide like saucers. "Old Mo, what kind of crazy luck did you have?! You actually ran into this kind of plot from a novel?! Your daughter is so cute, and your wife is... wait, who's your wife again?"

"He Wanqing," Mo Ye said calmly.

The air froze again.

Pang Siyi gasped sharply, almost slipping off his chair: "He... He Wanqing?! Is this the He Wanqing I know?!"

The He Group?!

He Wanqing, a business legend in S City, the epitome of beauty, and the dream goddess of countless people?!

Mo Ye nodded.

Pang Siyi grabbed Mo Ye's shoulder and shook him wildly: "Why?! Old Mo, tell me why?!"

Everyone receives nine years of compulsory education, so why did you secretly take extra classes?!

Heaven has no eyes! Now I understand that saying—I'm afraid my brother is suffering, but I'm even more afraid he's driving a Land Rover!

After a brief moment of shock, Su Qianyue's eyes suddenly flashed with a light comparable to a searchlight:

"He Wanqing?! It really is He Wanqing?! My idol! My life goal! Mo Ye! No, Brother Mo! From today onwards, you're my brother! Get me an autograph! No, a photo! I want a photo with my idol!"

Mo Ye was both amused and exasperated by their reactions: "Calm down, signing autographs... shouldn't be a problem."