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

"Hmm." Chen Hao nodded, a faint smile on his face. "Her kindergarten teacher praised her, saying that she tells stories well, is very sensible, and gets along well with her classmates."

"It's all thanks to you," Lin Caiwei said, her voice full of gratitude. "Chen Hao, thank you."

Thank you for always being there for Sisi, thank you for taking such good care of her, and thank you for teaching her so many things.

If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be able to work with peace of mind.

Chen Hao smiled and waved his hand: "No need to thank me, it's what I should do."

Sisi is my daughter, and it is my bounden duty to take care of her and be with her.

Besides, I'm very happy to be with Sisi.

Lin Caiwei paused for two seconds, then said, "My grandfather called me today, and we talked for a long time."

Chen Hao didn't speak, he just looked at the screen and waited for her to continue.

He knew that Lin Sinian would definitely tell Lin Caiwei about what happened today.

"He speaks highly of you." Lin Caiwei's tone was filled with laughter, and her eyes were full of satisfaction. "He said you are good at painting, good at cooking, and good at taking care of children. You have raised Sisi very well. She is sensible and capable."

He said he's rarely misjudged people in his life, and that you're a good kid, reliable and dependable, and that he'd like to treat you well in the future and not let you down.

Chen Hao was a little embarrassed. He scratched his head and said shyly, "Grandpa, you flatter me. I just did what I was supposed to do. I wasn't as good as he said."

"There's one more thing." Lin Caiwei's expression became more serious, and her tone became more solemn.

"Grandpa said that Yu Mobai has been asking about the identity of 'Haolin'. Today at my house, after he saw those two paintings, he kept asking Grandpa who 'Haolin' is and where to find him."

Grandpa didn't tell him your identity, just brushed it off, but Yu Mobai seemed unwilling to give up, saying he planned to find out himself and was determined to find "Haolin."

Chen Hao nodded, indicating his understanding.

Yu Mobai is very passionate about calligraphy and painting. It's no surprise that he would want to find this mysterious painter after seeing Haolin's work.

"I know," he said calmly. "I'll be careful and won't easily reveal my identity, don't worry."

"Chen Hao," Lin Caiwei looked at him, her eyes filled with worry and guilt.

"Won't you... feel uncomfortable? Because of me, you can't reveal 'Haolin's' identity."

"I feel terrible that I can't openly showcase my talents, can't become famous, can't receive the honors and recognition I deserve, and even have to carefully hide myself."

Chen Hao interrupted her, his tone firm: "No." He paused, then added: "I'm fine as I am now."

With Sisi by my side, I cook for her every day, take her to school, play with her, and even do some drawing and writing, and dabble in stocks. My days are fulfilling and I'm very happy.

I never even dreamed of living like this before; I am very content.

He smiled and added, "As for fame, I'm not interested."

I draw and write stories simply because I enjoy it, not for fame or money.

Being able to stay with Sisi and live such a peaceful and stable life is enough.

Looking at him on the screen, Lin Caiwei felt a surge of warmth in her heart, and all her worries and guilt vanished.

She knew that Chen Hao was speaking from the heart. He was not someone who pursued fame and fortune; all he wanted was a simple and peaceful happiness.

"Thank you, Chen Hao," she said softly, her voice full of tenderness and gratitude. "Thank you for always being so understanding and for giving Sisi and me a warm home."

"Saying thank you again." Chen Hao smiled, his tone tinged with a mix of helplessness and gentleness.

"Alright, you just finished a performance, you must be very tired. Get some rest early, don't stay up too late, take care of your health."

"Okay." Lin Caiwei nodded, her eyes gentle. "Sisi, Mommy's hanging up now. Goodnight, Mommy loves you."

"Goodnight, Mom! Mom loves you!" Sisi, who was playing with building blocks, heard the voice and immediately ran over, blew a kiss to the camera, and then ran back to the toy corner to continue playing with building blocks.

The video call ended.

Chen Hao put away his phone, went to the toy corner, and played with Sisi's building blocks for a while longer.

Sisi had a lot of fun, and while playing, she kept telling Chen Hao what the blocks she had built were, chattering away.

As darkness fell, Chen Hao took Sisi to take a bath, changed her into clean pajamas, and then carried her to bed. He told her two new stories from the Classic of Mountains and Seas, which he had just written during the day.

Sisi listened attentively, her eyes fixed on Chen Hao, occasionally asking a few small questions. Before long, she yawned, her eyelids grew heavier and heavier, and she slowly fell asleep.

It was late at night, and the room was quiet except for Sisi's even breathing.

Chen Hao leaned against the headboard, looking at the sleeping Sisi, a gentle smile on his face.

He gently took out his phone, logged into the stock trading app, and the screen lit up with a faint light, without waking Sisi.

He clicked on the details page of "Oriental Bio-Pharmaceutical". He had just started a position in this stock a few days ago, investing a considerable amount of money and adding five times leverage.

He had studied this stock for a long time, analyzing a large amount of data and market trends, and determined that the stock had great potential for growth before he decisively built a position.

The candlestick chart shows that the stock price has begun to rise slightly. Although the increase is not large, the trend is very stable, and the trading volume is also increasing moderately.

This indicates that funds are gradually entering the market; it's not a speculative market with sharp rises and falls, but rather a steady upward trend, just as he analyzed before.

He opened his account to check his unrealized profits.

The numbers on the screen are clearly visible: a floating profit of 630,000.

Chen Hao's lips curled up slightly, revealing a faint smile.

This number will continue to grow; according to his analysis, the stock's upward cycle has only just begun.

In the next week or two, as the clinical trial results approach, the stock price will gradually rise, and the unrealized profits will increase.

He exited the app, placed his phone on the bedside table, and dimmed the screen brightness, afraid of waking Sisi.

Sisi was sleeping soundly, a sweet smile on her face. She must have been dreaming of something happy. Her little hands were tightly gripping the blanket, and her breathing was even. She looked incredibly cute.

Chen Hao gently pulled the blanket up to cover her shoulders, afraid that she would catch a cold.

He closed his eyes, leaned against the headboard, and a wave of exhaustion washed over him. Before long, he slowly fell asleep.

Outside the window, moonlight shone through the gaps in the curtains, falling gently and quietly on the father and daughter, outlining their warm and tender silhouettes.