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

It's Tongtong.

Professor Chen's eyes lit up, and he deliberately called on someone: "Oh? Our little teaching assistant wants to answer? Come on, Tongtong, tell us."

All eyes were on them.

Tongtong wasn't shy at all. Mo Ye picked her up and stood her on the chair, her little hands gripping the table. In her unique, clear, sweet little voice, she said clearly:

"Teacher, this question... is it like building blocks? You have to find the bottom block first before you can build on top, otherwise it will collapse. Mom taught Tongtong to find the 'basic conditions'!"

She used children's language, but the core logic was completely correct, and she even used the term "basic conditions".

He Wanqing didn't know how to take care of her child and always used scientific explanations. She never thought that Tongtong would understand. As long as she could answer her endless questions, that would be fine. Unexpectedly, Tongtong remembered it.

The classroom was silent for a moment, then erupted in gasps of amazement and applause.

Wow! Tongtong is so smart!

"That's brilliant logic! And the analogy is so vivid!"

"Mo Ye, what kind of genes do you have in your family?!"

Professor Chen grinned from ear to ear, nodding repeatedly, "Yes, yes, yes! Tongtong is absolutely right! It's like building with blocks; the foundation is the most important!"

He turned to the students below, deliberately putting on a stern face, but the smile in his eyes was unmistakable:

"Look at you all! You're all either playing on your phones, picking your fingers, or shaking your legs! You're not even as attentive as a three-year-old in class! Aren't you ashamed?"

The students below, however, didn't seem to feel scolded at all; instead, they started chattering and making a ruckus.

"Professor, we'd be happy to!"

"Losing to Tongtong is not shameful!"

"Tongtong has extraordinary talent; we mere mortals can't compare!"

"Exactly, Tongtong is Mo Ye's daughter, her genes are way superior!"

The classroom atmosphere was lively and relaxed.

Professor Chen is a laid-back person and has a good relationship with his students, which is why everyone dares to joke like that.

After class, Professor Chen didn't rush to leave. Instead, he walked to Mo Ye's desk, bent down, and asked in a gentle tone:

"Mo Ye, can I hug Tongtong? My mischievous grandson is not cute at all. Little girls are much better."

Mo Ye smiled and nodded, then whispered to Tongtong, "Tongtong, how about letting Master Chen give you a hug? Grandma Chen is amazing; she's Daddy's teacher."

"Don't call me 'Master,' call me 'Grandpa.'"

Tongtong looked at Professor Chen's kind smile and generously opened her little arms: "Grandpa, hug me~"

Professor Chen was overjoyed and carefully took the soft, fragrant little dumpling into his arms.

Tongtong wasn't shy at all; she even rested her little head on Professor Chen's shoulder and rubbed against him affectionately.

Professor Chen felt his heart melt, and a "worthless" yet almost intoxicated smile appeared on his face.

He picked up Tongtong, walked to the chair behind the podium, sat down, and waved to the students below: "You can study on your own first, and come over and ask me if you have any questions."

Then, she focused intently on "petting the baby".

"Tongtong, is your full name Tongtong?" Professor Chen used the tone he used to coax a child.

Tongtong raised her little face and answered seriously, "Grandpa, my name is He Huantong. Daddy calls me Tongtong, and Mommy sometimes calls me baby~ Grandpa, just call me Tongtong~"

"He Huantong... Huantong... It sounds so nice!" The more Professor Chen looked at the chubby, plump little baby in his arms, like a delicate glutinous rice ball, the more he thought of his own grandson, who always had a runny nose and often ate his snot...

A wave of resentment washed over me—why wasn't she my granddaughter!

He wants a cute and sweet granddaughter!

Once the thought came to mind, I couldn't suppress it.

He took out his phone and sent a message to his teaching assistant: "Xiao Liu, go to the imported goods supermarket outside the school."

Buy me some of the best candy and snacks, the kind kids love. Buy a lot, and pick the expensive stuff! I need it urgently!

When teaching assistant Xiao Liu received the message, she stared blankly at the words "the best candy" and "buy the most expensive ones" for a long time. She repeatedly confirmed that the professor's account had not been hacked before she went to make the purchase with a lot of doubts.

She gasped when she saw the beautifully packaged imported handmade candies and chocolates that cost tens of yuan each.

When he finally returned to the teaching building carrying a large bag full of snacks worth over a thousand yuan, he was still clicking his tongue in amazement: she really didn't understand the world of the rich.

However, considering Professor Chen's status and wealth in the industry, it makes sense.

As Xiao Liu walked into the classroom carrying a bag, he immediately spotted Tongtong, who was being held in Professor Chen's arms and playing with the chain of the professor's reading glasses.

In an instant, she understood.

"Professor, is this your granddaughter? She's so cute!" Xiao Liu exclaimed sincerely, unable to resist reaching out to gently touch Tongtong's fair and tender face, which was as smooth as tofu.

Professor Chen felt as if he had been stabbed in the heart again, and said dejectedly, "No... it's that kid Mo Ye's daughter."

He'd love to take her home as his granddaughter, but unfortunately she belongs to someone else.

Besides, Mo Ye looks gentle, but he's probably not someone to mess with when he's protective of his own. I think I'll pass.

Xiao Liu looked at Mo Ye, then at Tong Tong, and suddenly realized, "No wonder, the father and daughter do look quite alike, they're both so good-looking."

She handed the bag to Professor Chen. "Professor, here's the candy you wanted."

"Tongtong, look, Grandpa bought you some candy. Do you like it?" Professor Chen opened the bag as if presenting a treasure.

Tongtong's big eyes lit up as she looked at the beautifully packaged candies, but she still politely said:

"Thank you, Grandpa, thank you, Sister." She said to Professor Chen first, and then thanked the teaching assistant, Xiao Liu.

That one "sister" made the 27- or 28-year-old teaching assistant, Xiao Liu, overjoyed, and she instantly felt that the more than 1,000 yuan was well spent!

"Tongtong is so good! You're welcome!" the two said in unison.

Tongtong then said very seriously, "Grandpa gave Tongtong a gift, so Tongtong will bring Grandpa a gift next time too!"

Professor Chen felt incredibly pleased, sweeter than if he'd eaten honey: "Oh my, how sensible our Tongtong is! Grandpa thanks Tongtong in advance!"

"Don't be shy!" Tongtong waved her little hand, looking like a little adult. "Grandpa is good to Tongtong too!"

Professor Chen was so pleased with Tongtong that he hugged and kissed her for a long time. Only when the teacher for the next class arrived did he reluctantly hand Tongtong back to Mo Ye.

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On the other side, downstairs at the He Group building.

A low-key but sleek black sedan pulled up.

The car door opened, and Jiang Shuya stepped out.

She wore a well-tailored champagne-colored suit and carried a limited-edition handbag. Her elegant demeanor made her look far younger than her grandmotherly age.

She first went to Tongtong's kindergarten, only to find that her beloved granddaughter had taken leave. She was a little disappointed to find that the kindergarten was empty.

Then they went to He Wanqing's villa, only to find no one there either.

Finally, she went directly to the He Group's branch.

Upon seeing Jiang Shuya, the receptionist immediately stood up respectfully: "Ms. Jiang, you've arrived? Mr. He is in his office."

Jiang Shuya nodded and hurriedly boarded the elevator that went straight to the top floor.

He Wanqing was working on documents in her office when she heard the door being pushed open (there are very few people who can enter her office without being notified).

I looked up and saw my mom walk in with a accusing look on her face...