Ever since Youyou was born, Diwu Zexuan, who never regarded anyone worth noticing, couldn’t help but become cautious around Youyou.

"Tingye, where is the little one you mentioned? I don’t see them?" The curious voice of Jiang Nan came from the stairway.

In no time, Jiang Nan’s head popped into the dining room, glancing around before finally fixing his gaze on Youyou, cradled in Diwu Zexuan’s arms.

He ran up to Youyou, reaching out his hand, "Hi, I’m Jiang Nan, two years older than you, so you should call me Jiang Nan Gege!"

"Jiang Nan Gege." Youyou blinked her crystalline eyes, looked at Tingye standing behind Jiang Nan, her eyes shimmering, and obediently called out.

Jiang Nan immediately beamed, turned his head swaggeringly, "Brother, the little one called me! She’s not as wild as you said. I think she’s very cute, just way too pretty, even prettier than me!"

"..."

When Tingye heard Youyou call him brother, his handsome little face changed slightly. Seeing Youyou glaring at him, he realized she was deliberately going against him.

His proud little face turned away, ignoring the smug Jiang Nan, and instead looked at Diwu Zexuan, "Hello, Mr. Diwu."

"Auntie!"

A tender voice drifted in from outside the door, making Qin Youxuan instinctively turn her head. She saw Ye Mingmei holding hands with Meimei walking in as well.

And there it was, all four little ones grouped together, enough to topple the roof.

"Don’t just stand there; sit down and talk. Butler, you can serve the dishes now, and prepare child seats for Meimei and Youyou." Qin Youxuan stepped forward, took Meimei from Ye Mingmei’s hands, and carried her towards the dining table.

She placed her on a chair, tied a bib around her, and let the butler bring in the porridge that had been simmered.

"Meimei’s all grown up now and can eat by herself." The moment she grabbed the spoon, Meimei skillfully fed herself.

While eating, she curiously watched Youyou, whom she had never seen before.

Jiang Nan also squeezed in beside her, "I’ll eat with you."

"Jiang Nan Gege, who is that?" Meimei bit her spoon, looking at Youyou.

Her favorite Mr. Diwu’s gaze was so gentle, gentler than when he looked at her.

Meimei propped her chin, gazing at Youyou with more curiosity.

"You mean the little one? The little one is called... called what?" Jiang Nan was momentarily stuck and turned to look at Tingye.

"Youyou Adolf."

Little Tingye’s eyes flickered; he merely heard it once, but the name Youyou was deeply engraved in his mind.

Looking at Youyou, who was nestled in Diwu Zexuan’s arms yet still looked unhappy, Tingye furrowed his brows, walked over to Meimei, and pulled out a chair to sit down.

Like a little gentleman, he reached for a napkin to wipe the rice grains from the corner of Meimei’s mouth.

Seeing Dan Hanjie walk into the dining room, he immediately stood up from his chair, "Dad."

Dan Hanjie’s enchanting eyes glanced at him, responding with a simple "Hmm", then walked over to Diwu Zexuan to take Youyou from his hands.

"Jie!"

The moment Youyou cuddled into Dan Hanjie’s arms, she immediately wrapped her arms around his neck, gave him a peck on the cheek, and rubbed her small face affectionately against his.

Youyou had met Dan Hanjie before, even though he was cool and not talkative, but he was especially indulgent with Youyou.

Furthermore, Rui Hui often praised Dan Hanjie in front of Youyou, so over time, Dan Hanjie became Youyou’s idol, always saying she wanted to become a big shot like Dan Hanjie.