Shocking! A three-year-old brings his aloof mother to their door.

Tongtong's eyes lit up, and she immediately climbed off the teddy bear: "Great! Let's go find Mommy!"

Mo Ye packed the food into an insulated lunchbox, picked it up, and drove the cat-themed car towards He Wanqing's company.

The company was empty; most of the employees had already left work.

Only a few lights were still on, making the spacious hall seem somewhat deserted.

Mo Ye let Tongtong sit on his shoulders, carried the lunchbox, and walked smoothly to He Wanqing's office door, gently turning the doorknob.

He Wanqing was engrossed in a pile of documents when she heard the door open. Without looking up, she said in a cold voice, "Xiaoqian, didn't you go back?"

Tongtong sat on her father's shoulders, her chubby little hands gripping his ears, her little legs kicking excitedly, and she called out in a sweet, babyish voice, "Mommy~ We've come to find you for dinner~"

He Wanqing suddenly raised her head.

She saw Tongtong sitting on Mo Ye's shoulders, waving excitedly at her.

Mo Ye stood at the door, holding a lunchbox in his hand, his gaze towards her full of tenderness.

At that moment, she felt her whole heart was filled.

All the fatigue of the day seemed to vanish in an instant.

She stood up, strode over quickly with her long legs, and pulled Tongtong from Mo Ye's shoulder into her arms.

"Why are you here?" Her voice trembled slightly.

Tongtong snuggled into her mother's arms, finding a comfortable position, then wrapped one arm around He Wanqing's neck, while pointing her other chubby little finger at the lunchbox in Mo Ye's hand.

"We've come to find Mom for dinner!"

He Wanqing felt a warm glow in her heart as she looked at the lunchbox in Mo Ye's hand.

This man is so kind.

She must reward him properly tonight.

She was about to tidy up the small table next to her when Mo Ye beat her to it.

"You just need to hold Tongtong."

He placed the food on the table, then brought over three stools and arranged them neatly.

Upon opening the lunchbox, the aroma of steaming hot food immediately wafted out.

Tongtong squirmed in He Wanqing's arms, staring longingly at the dishes on the table.

"Mommy, let's eat! Tongtong is hungry!"

He Wanqing tapped her little nose, her eyes full of laughter: "Alright, alright, let's eat."

Mo Ye picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs and held it to He Wanqing's lips.

"Try it and see if it tastes good."

He Wanqing slightly opened her mouth and put the rib into her mouth.

The sweet and sour sauce melts on the tongue, and the ribs are crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, just right.

She nodded and commented earnestly, "Delicious."

Then she picked up a piece and held it to his mouth.

Mo Ye opened his mouth to catch it, and the two looked at each other with smiles in their eyes.

Tongtong looked at her father, then at her mother, and silently bit her chopsticks.

Mom and Dad have forgotten about Tongtong again.

Hmph, those two big bad guys.

She decided to support herself.

The chubby little hand picked up the chopsticks, struggled to pick up a piece of pork rib, carefully brought it to his mouth, and "whoosh," took a bite.

"Delicious! Sweet and sour!"

He Wanqing couldn't help but smile as she watched her daughter eating so happily.

She suddenly realized that this meal was the best she had ever eaten.

After finishing her meal, He Wanqing was about to get up to clear the dishes when Mo Ye stopped her.

"Aren't you busy with work? I can do it."

He Wanqing nodded, leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Thank you for your hard work. Here's a little reward for you tonight."

Mo Ye turned his head and kissed her on the cheek: "You must be tired after a long day at work."

Seeing her parents kissing again, Tongtong immediately tugged at their trouser legs and protested with her little face upturned.

"Tongtong wants one too!"

The two of them lowered their heads at the same time, one on each side, and kissed her little face.

Tongtong was finally satisfied, hugging her teddy bear and sitting obediently to the side.

He Wanqing sat back down at her desk and began working on the remaining documents.

Mo Ye pulled over a stool and sat down next to her.

Give me some, and I'll help you with it.

He Wanqing was taken aback: "You know how? Aren't you a computer science student?"

Mo Ye nodded, his tone calm: "I've studied finance myself, so I can handle these documents. Let me take a look and give you some suggestions, and you'll be able to process them faster."

He Wanqing hesitated for a moment, but still handed him a stack of documents.

What she was thinking was that it was good to let him try, and if he didn't do well, she could correct it herself, as long as she didn't damage his confidence.

Then she saw Mo Ye start processing the documents.

high speed.

very fast.

He Wanqing shook her head helplessly. At that speed, she figured it was just a casual glance. But she didn't say anything and continued processing the documents in her hands.

After a while, she took the stack of papers that Mo Ye had finished processing, ready to help him make some corrections.

The more she looked, the more surprised she became.

These documents were processed... with almost no problems.

She looked up at Mo Ye, who was still focused on the next document, his brows slightly furrowed, occasionally writing a few lines of annotations on the file.

"Have you handled documents before?" she couldn't help but ask.

Mo Ye nodded, his hands still moving: "I've done some."

He Wanqing carefully reviewed the documents he had processed. She found that his processing method was somewhat formulaic, as if he had memorized all the knowledge points and then applied them.

This method can solve most problems, but it can be somewhat inflexible in special situations.

However, she also discovered some unexpected and brilliant aspects of the handling process.

The more she looked, the brighter her eyes became.

Mo Ye's abilities are more than enough to be the CEO of a company. And he can handle things so quickly.

She had already finished processing the electronic documents; the remaining paper documents were the more important ones and needed careful consideration.

With Mo Ye joining them, the two of them doubled their efficiency and quickly finished the last document.

He Wanqing closed the file, and a hint of appreciation appeared in her eyes as she looked at Mo Ye.

This person deserves to be nurtured.

Under her guidance, he will surely grow into an outstanding talent.

However, she doesn't plan to let him go out to work.

With her around, we have enough for the job.

She is perfectly capable of supporting the whole family; Mo Ye can simply stay home and happily do what he likes.

Mo Ye was unaware of He Wanqing's thoughts. He stood up, picked up Tongtong with one arm, and took He Wanqing's hand with the other.

"Let's go home."

He Wanqing held his hand, a gentle smile curving her lips.

"Yes, let's go home."

Mo Ye drove He Wanqing's car home, leaving the cat-shaped electric scooter downstairs at the company. He would ride there in He Wanqing's car tomorrow and then ride it back to school.

Mo Ye was driving ahead and didn't notice the gift He Wanqing had prepared. Of course, even if he had seen it, he would have assumed it was just ordinary clothes.

Back home, Mo Ye put Tongtong down and picked up his pajamas.

"I'm going to take a shower first."

He Wanqing nodded.

Mo Ye entered the bathroom; the door was ajar, not completely closed.

Tongtong sat on the sofa, looking at her mother, when suddenly she remembered something. She leaned close to He Wanqing's ear and whispered:

"Mom, it's Dad's birthday tomorrow!"