He unexpectedly becomes a father at the start of his life, and the mother of his child is a national

Lin Caiwei quickly explained, her tone urgent and earnest: "Grandpa, don't be angry. Chen Hao is taking very good care of you, really very good."

He was very attentive to Sisi, and Sisi liked him very much too. They are very close now.

Moreover, he's no longer a delivery driver; he quit his job to stay home full-time and take care of Sisi meticulously, even more attentively than I, as her mother.

"Stay-at-home mom full-time?" Lin Sinian's voice was full of disbelief, even tinged with sarcasm.

"He's a young man in his early twenties, the time when he should be out there making a name for himself and building a career. Instead of finding a proper job, he stays at home taking care of his child every day."

How does he live? Does he expect you to support him? Weiwei, you can't be so foolish. How can you spend the money you've worked so hard to earn on someone like this?

"No, Grandpa, you've misunderstood." Lin Caiwei quickly shook her head, her words even faster.

"Chen Hao has his own income and doesn't need me to support him."

He's good at stock trading, and exceptionally good at it. He's made a lot of money from stocks, enough for him and Sisi to live on, and he can even buy Sisi lots of delicious food and fun toys.

Silence fell on the other end of the phone once again, this time for even longer than before. Lin Caiwei could hear her grandfather's heavy breathing, and her heart grew increasingly anxious, wondering what he was thinking.

After a long while, Lin Sinian sighed heavily, his tone full of disappointment and helplessness:

"Stock trading? Weiwei, have you been scammed? How could you believe in something like stock trading?"

What is stock trading? It's speculation and gambling! You might make money today, but you could lose it tomorrow. It's completely unreliable!

He's a young man, and instead of finding a proper job and earning money honestly, he's gone off to speculate in stocks. What is this if not opportunism? What future can he possibly have?

Lin Caiwei knew that her grandfather meant well and was worried about Sisi, but she couldn't stand hearing others say such things about Chen Hao, especially denying his efforts.

Her tone became serious as she patiently explained:

"Grandpa, he didn't cheat. He's really good at stock trading. It's not luck; it's his own skill."

He studied it for a long time and was very cautious every time he traded stocks. He made money almost every time and never lost much.

He's made millions from stock trading, enough for him and Sisi to live comfortably. You don't need to worry about him not being able to support Sisi.

"Several million?" Lin Sinian clearly didn't believe it, his tone full of doubt.

"Weiwei, don't be silly, you've definitely been scammed! There's no such thing as a sure thing when it comes to stocks! There's no such thing as a free lunch!"

Even if he can make money now, it only means that he is lucky and has hit the right opportunity. But who can guarantee that luck will always be good?

What if he's unlucky one day and loses everything? How will he support Sisi? Does he expect her to starve? Have you thought about that?"

Lin Caiwei felt a little wronged and anxious. She knew that her grandfather couldn't accept Chen Hao for the time being, but she still wanted her grandfather to know that Chen Hao was not the kind of person he thought he was.

She took a deep breath and continued patiently:

"Grandpa, please don't say that about Chen Hao. He's really capable; he's not just good at stock trading. He can also write fairy tales and make money from them."

His book, *The Adventures of the Chen Family's Daughter in the Mountains and Seas*, is incredibly popular right now. It's available everywhere, and it's already in two editions. Each time it's published, it sells out immediately, and many children love reading it.

"The Adventures of the Chen Family's Daughter in the Mountains and Seas?" Lin Sinian paused for a moment, his tone less stern and more surprised.

Of course he knew about the book. Some time ago, many children in his neighborhood were talking about it, and he even read the electronic version of the book on the Tongxin.com app.

But he never expected that the author of this book would be that kid who used to deliver takeout.

He paused for a few seconds, his tone incredulous, and asked again, "You mean... that book, he wrote it? That kid named Chen Hao?"

"Yes, he wrote it." Lin Caiwei nodded quickly, her tone tinged with pride.

"His fairy tales are incredibly imaginative and written in a very fluent style. No wonder they're so popular; even many adults enjoy reading them."

Lin Sinian fell silent again; the other end of the phone was quiet.

He recalled that he had read that book, and it was indeed well-written. The stories were vivid, interesting, and full of imagination. It was clear that the author was very talented.

If this book was indeed written by that young man named Chen Hao, then this young man does have some talent, unlike what he imagined, who was just an uneducated and incompetent deliveryman.

Even so, he still felt that writing fairy tales was not a proper job, it didn't earn much money, it was unstable, and it was not worthy of his granddaughter or Sisi's father.

After a long while, he finally spoke, his tone softening somewhat, but still carrying a hint of disdain: "Even if he can write books, that's just a waste of time."

Weiwei, think about it carefully. You're a top star with countless fans; your status and position speak for themselves.

Sisi is your daughter, and she is the great-granddaughter of our Lin family. What kind of person should her father be?

He must at least have a stable job, a respectable status, and sufficient ability and responsibility to protect you and Sisi and provide a good life for you and your daughter.

But what about him? He used to deliver food, now he writes fairy tales and trades stocks—none of these are respectable professions. Do you think he's good enough for you? Good enough for Sisi?

"Grandpa!" Lin Caiwei's voice rose slightly, her tone tinged with grievance and protest.

"You can't say that about him! Chen Hao is really a good person. His kindness towards Sisi is genuine. Sisi is especially clingy to him now."

He calls her "Dad" all the time. With him around, Sisi has become more cheerful and happier than before.

Moreover, he's truly talented; not only can he write books and trade stocks, but he can also write songs, and he's exceptionally good at it.

"Write a song?" Lin Sinian was even more skeptical, his tone now tinged with doubt.

"He's someone who hasn't had any professional training, and he can write songs? Weiwei, are you blinded by him? How can you believe everything he says?"