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

"Sisi, wash your hands and eat!"

"Coming!" Lin Sisi ran over, stood on a small stool to wash her hands, and then climbed onto the dining chair.

Looking at the delicious-looking dishes on the table, she took a deep breath: "Wow! It smells so good! Dad's cooking is getting better and better!"

[Ding! Received continued praise and appreciation for your cooking skills from your daughter.]

[Reward: 10 plush cotton-padded jackets.]

"Eat more if you like it." Chen Hao smiled and put a piece of the tenderest pork rib on her plate, along with some bok choy.

The father and daughter had just taken a few bites when the warm atmosphere of their dinner was interrupted by a cell phone ringing.

It's the ringtone for a WeChat video call.

Chen Hao picked up his phone and saw that the screen displayed the starry sky profile picture—Lin Caiwei.

He answered the video call, and Lin Caiwei's face appeared on the screen.

She appeared to be in a corner of a lounge, her makeup heavier than yesterday, and her fatigue more pronounced, but she still tried to cheer herself up when she saw the camera.

"Feeding," Chen Hao greeted first. "Just finished work?"

"Yes, I just finished an interview." Lin Caiwei's voice was hoarse. She didn't waste time with pleasantries and went straight to the point.

"Where's Sisi? Has she eaten?"

"She's eating." Chen Hao turned the phone camera to his daughter, who was gnawing on a rib.

"Sisi, look, Mommy."

"Mommy!" Lin Sisi immediately put down the ribs, wiped her little hands on the napkin, and brought the phone close, her face almost touching the screen.

"Mom! Are you tired today?"

Seeing her daughter looking so energetic and with her lips glistening with oil, Lin Caiwei's fatigue seemed to dissipate, and a gentle smile appeared on her face:

"Mommy isn't tired. How was Sisi's day at kindergarten? Was she good?"

"Sweetie! Mommy's going to tell you something!" Lin Sisi immediately switched to "reporting" mode, her little face full of excitement.

"I drew at kindergarten today, and I drew really well! The teacher rewarded me with a little red flower! Look!" She quickly took the little red flower pinned to her chest and showed it off in front of the camera.

"Really? Sisi is amazing!" Lin Caiwei praised, her eyes full of satisfaction.

"It's because my dad taught me to draw that I can draw so well!" Lin Sisi didn't forget to praise her father.

"Dad is amazing!"

Lin Caiwei's gaze seemed to pass through the camera lens, glancing almost imperceptibly at Chen Hao beside her.

"And there's more!" Lin Sisi's excitement hadn't subsided yet.

"Dad wrote a song for Sisi today! It's so beautiful! Dad sang it to me in the car just now!"

"Write a song?" Lin Caiwei was slightly taken aback, her face showing obvious surprise and a hint of disbelief.

Chen Hao?

Songwriting?

In her mind, Chen Hao was a food deliveryman, how could he possibly write songs?

"It's true! Daddy wrote such a beautiful song! It's called 'Sisi's Rainbow Bridge'!" Lin Sisi nodded vigorously, then turned to look at Chen Hao with anticipation.

"Dad! Sing for Mom! Let her know how amazing Dad is!"

Chen Hao's heart skipped a beat when he heard his daughter's request.

Sing a song for Lin Caiwei?

This is...this is so embarrassing!

Although they now have some strange connection because of their daughter, they are still strangers in essence.

The other party is a rising star in the Chinese music scene, a professional singer. Singing in front of her, especially a children's song I wrote myself, feels like showing off my limited skills in front of an expert.

"Sisi, Daddy..."

Chen Hao was trying to come up with an excuse, such as "Mom is working, let's not disturb her" or "Dad doesn't sing well, don't let Mom laugh at him."

But Lin Sisi didn't give him a chance at all.

The little guy slid off the chair, ran to Chen Hao's side, grabbed his arm and shook it, tilting his little face up, his big eyes full of expectation and determination:

"Daddy, sing! Sing for Mommy! Let Mommy know how good Daddy's songs are! Daddy promised to write lots of songs for Sisi! Mommy wants to hear them too!"

Watching her daughter cling to her father on the other end of the video call, and hearing Chen Hao seem hesitant, Lin Caiwei's initial polite curiosity was piqued.

She didn't really believe that Chen Hao could write any decent children's songs; she guessed they were just tunes he hummed casually, which his daughter found funny and said sounded nice.

But seeing how insistent her daughter was, she didn't want to spoil the mood.

She slightly adjusted her posture, faced the camera, and spoke in a tired but gentle voice with a hint of a smile:

"Chen Hao, since Sisi wants to hear it so much, why don't you sing it for me?"

I'm also very curious about what kind of song Sisi has been praising for so long.

Although the words were polite, Chen Hao could tell that Lin Caiwei was mostly just "listening and showing support" and didn't really take it seriously.

Since things have come to this point, any further refusal would seem pretentious.

Chen Hao gritted his teeth, thinking that since he wrote the song himself and it was sincerely for his daughter, he might as well sing it and let her judge whether it was good or bad.

"Okay," he nodded and said to his daughter.

"Sisi, can you hold the phone for Daddy and point it at Daddy and the piano, okay?"

"Okay!" Lin Sisi happily took the phone, holding it steadily with both little hands, and tried her best to point the camera at her father.

Chen Hao walked to the black grand piano in the living room and sat down.

Take a deep breath and gently place your fingers on the piano keys.

His masterful musical skills and proficient singing ability allowed him to quickly get into the zone.

He stopped thinking about Lin Caiwei's identity on the other side of the camera and only thought that this song was dedicated to his daughter.

He turned his head, smiled slightly at the phone camera (that is, at his daughter), and then his fingertips fell.

A lively, cheerful, and childlike prelude flowed out.

The rhythm is light and bouncy, like a deer leaping in the sunlight, instantly capturing the listener's attention.

Lin Sisi held her phone, her eyes wide open and her mouth slightly agape.

Although I had heard my dad sing a cappella in the car that afternoon, the addition of piano accompaniment made it feel completely different!

The music is richer and more enjoyable!

She couldn't help but sway her little body gently to the rhythm.

On the other end of the video, Lin Caiwei's slightly tired and somewhat nonchalant expression froze instantly when she heard the first chord of the intro.

Her eyes widened slightly.

That piano playing... is very skillful!

It wasn't the stumbling and awkward style of a beginner, but rather smooth and natural, with clear finger placement, measured touch, and even a sense of...effortless relaxation.

Although the arrangement of the intro is simple, the chords are used cleverly and the colors are bright, creating a cheerful atmosphere immediately.

How is that possible?