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

Lin Caiwei answered quickly this time, as if she had prepared her answer in advance:

"Sisi is growing up and becoming more and more sensible. She always asks me, 'Other children all have fathers, but where is her father?'"

At this point, her tone softened, carrying a hint of a mother's unique tenderness and helplessness.

"I can't keep lying to her. And..."

She paused for a moment, as if organizing her thoughts:

"My schedule is very full lately. I'm about to start a new round of national tour concerts, which will last for several months."

Rehearsals, promotions, and performances will keep me very busy, and I'll often be away from Shanghai.

Our nanny, Aunt Wang, recently resigned suddenly, and Sisi needs more companionship, especially... her father's company.

She turned her head, looking directly at Chen Hao with a scrutinizing and businesslike expression:

"So, I've come to you. I hope that while I'm away for work, you can take care of Sisi temporarily. Are you... willing?"

Without the slightest hesitation, Chen Hao blurted out, "Yes! Of course I'm willing!"

His reaction was so quick and decisive that it surprised Lin Caiwei.

A clear look of surprise and confusion flashed in her eyes.

Just minutes ago, this man was vehemently questioning the authenticity of the paternity test and desperately searching for logical loopholes. How did he suddenly change his mind and agree so readily?

They didn't even ask any details about childcare, the time, or the payment?

This is somewhat illogical.

When Chen Hao saw the confusion in Lin Caiwei's eyes, his heart skipped a beat, and he realized he had overreacted.

He can't exactly say, "Because the system told me she's my daughter, I have to agree," can he?

He quickly tried to smooth things over, speaking in a tone that sounded as sincere as possible:

"Well... no matter what happened before, if... if Sisi really is my daughter, then it is my natural responsibility to take care of her."

"I...I won't shirk responsibility."

He avoided the point of "believing the expert report" and attributed his motivation to the assumption of "if it's true," which sounds more reasonable.

Lin Caiwei looked at him for a few seconds, the probing look in her eyes not completely fading, but in the end she simply nodded slightly:

"Okay. Remember what you said."

After driving for a while, the car left the bustling main road and turned into a quiet neighborhood with excellent greenery.

The surrounding buildings became low-density and had unique shapes.

Finally, the car entered a grand, heavily guarded residential complex.

Chen Hao glanced at the name of the residential complex, "Yunding Mansion".

Just by looking at the name and the security guard standing ramrod straight at the entrance, you can tell that the house prices here are astronomical figures that he can't even imagine.

The car smoothly drove into the underground parking garage.

The garage is spacious and bright, and most of the cars parked there are luxury cars.

Chen Siqi skillfully parked the car in a designated parking space.

"Get out of the car," Lin Caiwei said simply, and got out first.

Chen Hao got out of the car and looked around curiously.

The garage has a high ceiling, the floor is as smooth as a mirror, and there is no stuffy smell in the air like in a typical underground garage.

Chen Siqi locked the car, and the three of them walked towards the elevator.

The elevator requires a card, so Lin Caiwei took out an access card from her bag, swiped it, and pressed the button for the 19th floor.

The elevator ascended silently and rapidly, the numbers constantly changing.

Chen Hao stood between the two women, feeling inexplicably nervous.

He was about to meet the little girl he had only seen in photos, his...daughter.

With a "ding," we arrived at the 19th floor.

The elevator doors opened, revealing a spacious entrance hallway covered with thick carpet and soft lighting.

There appear to be only two households on the entire floor.

Lin Caiwei walked towards one of the households and used her fingerprint to open the heavy, dark-colored security door.

"Come in." She stepped aside to let her in.

Chen Hao walked in somewhat awkwardly.

He was instantly stunned by the sight before him.

He knew that Lin Caiwei's place must be quite nice, but what he saw with his own eyes still exceeded his expectations.

This is an extremely spacious living room with a high ceiling, making it feel exceptionally bright and airy.

The huge floor-to-ceiling windows almost take up an entire wall, offering a view of the dazzling cityscape of Shanghai. As dusk falls and the city lights begin to twinkle, the view is spectacular.

The living room floor is covered with shiny light gray marble tiles, and in the center of the living room is a huge, soft and expensive-looking off-white shaggy carpet.

A simple yet high-quality dark gray L-shaped sofa occupies the center of the living room, in front of which is a stylish black metal-framed glass coffee table.

A huge, thin television, as thin as a sheet of glass, hangs on the opposite wall.

Tall, lush green plants were placed in the corner.

The interior design style is modern and minimalist, but every detail exudes sophistication and a sense of luxury.

The lighting design is ingenious. Instead of a single main light, it uses a combination of recessed spotlights in the ceiling, floor lamps in the corners, and table lamps on the coffee table to create a rich and soft light.

The air was filled with a faint gardenia scent, similar to that of Lin Caiwei; it must be the smell of aromatherapy.

Chen Hao stood at the door, hesitant to step down, feeling that his dusty delivery shoes would tarnish the pristine floor.

This was a completely different world from his rented single room, which was only a dozen square meters and filled with clutter.

"No need to change your shoes, come in first."

Lin Caiwei seemed to notice his embarrassment, said something, and then bent down to take out a pair of soft slippers from the shoe cabinet next to her and put them on.

Chen Hao then cautiously took a few steps inside.

Just then, a series of light, quick footsteps came from the sofa in the living room.

"Mother!"

A clear, soft, childlike voice rang out.

Chen Hao looked in the direction of the sound and saw a little girl wearing a light yellow onesie and with two loose braids.

She slid off the sofa, her bare, tender little feet exposed, and like a joyful little bird, she spread her arms and ran towards Lin Caiwei.

It was the little girl in the photo, Lin Sisi.

They are even more lively and adorable in person than in photos.

Her face was fair with a rosy glow, her eyes were big and bright, like two black grapes, and her long eyelashes fluttered.

She ran to Lin Caiwei, hugged her mother's leg tightly, tilted her little face up, and smiled so hard her eyes curved into crescent moons:

"Mom, you're back!"

The coldness and aloofness that Lin Caiwei had always maintained on her face melted away instantly, like ice and snow under the sun.

She knelt down, a gentle and loving smile blooming on her face, a smile that made her seem to glow.

She reached out and hugged her daughter tightly, kissing the top of her soft hair:

"Yes, Mommy's home. Was Sisi a good girl today?"

"Sweetie! Sisi keeps watching cartoons!"

Lin Sisi reported in her childish voice, her little arms wrapped around her mother's neck.