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

"Oh? Who are you looking for?" Zhou Yuanchao asked with a smile, assuming it was just a child's whim.

Tongtong quickly handed over the ID card she had been clutching tightly in her hand, pointing her little finger at the photo: "That's him!"

Zhou Yuanchao took the ID card and examined it carefully. The young man in the photo did look quite energetic; his name was Mo Ye.

He asked gently, "Young lady, can you tell Grandpa Chao who he is to you? Why are we looking for him?"

"He is..." Tongtong almost blurted out "He is Tongtong's father," but she quickly changed the subject.

Mom never mentions Dad, and Grandpa never brings it up either. What if they don't want Tongtong to find her father?

Her dark, grape-like eyes darted around, and she put on the most innocent expression on her face: "Tongtong found this outside! Uncle must be so worried about losing something so important! The teacher said that if you find something, you should return it to its owner!" She even nodded vigorously to make it more convincing.

Looking at the little girl's serious expression, Zhou Yuanchao was amused by her "noble" reason, and the slight doubt in his heart dissipated.

He praised her with satisfaction: "Our little lady is wonderful. She's so young and already knows how to think of others."

Checking a citizen's basic information is not difficult for Zhou Yuanchao's network of contacts.

He gave the order with a single phone call.

In the short few minutes of waiting for a reply, Tongtong seemed extremely anxious, squirming in his arms, her big eyes glancing at Zhou Yuanchao's phone every now and then, muttering softly, "Why isn't he here yet... Tongtong is so worried~"

Zhou Yuanchao assumed it was just a child being impatient and patiently comforted her, "It'll be quick, Miss, don't worry."

Finally, the phone screen lit up, and a message came back.

Zhou Yuanchao glanced at it and said to Tongtong with some surprise, "Found him. This Mr. Mo Ye studies at S University, which is quite close to us."

"Really?!" Tongtong's eyes lit up instantly, as if she had heard the best news in the world. "He's at S University? Then Grandpa Chao, let's go find him! Let's go now!" She hugged Zhou Yuanchao's neck and started to act coquettishly.

Zhou Yuanchao looked troubled: "Little Miss, not now. Grandpa Chao has an important meeting to arrange later, it was at your mother's request. We'll go tonight, after Grandpa Chao is done with his work, okay?"

Tongtong's face fell for a moment, but she quickly regained her "sensible" demeanor.

She nodded obediently, "Okay, then Grandpa can go ahead with his work. Be a good girl, Tongtong~"

Her understanding demeanor melted Zhou Yuanchao's heart, making him even more fond of her, and he couldn't help but pat her head again.

However, how could our "little bandit" He Huantong really sit and wait until night?

Once she knew that Grandpa Chao was busy with work, she immediately began her "secret operation".

She returned to her small room, took out her favorite bear backpack, and stuffed in a few of her favorite chocolate cookies, a small bottle of water, and that crucial ID card.

Then, like a nimble kitten, she quietly slipped out of the house.

Standing by the busy roadside, Tongtong took a deep breath and, imitating an adult, stretched out her chubby little hand to stop a car.

A taxi slowly came to a stop. The driver rolled down the window and saw a tiny little kid standing alone by the roadside with a small backpack. He was startled: "Little friend, are you alone? Where are your parents? Uncle can't give you a ride, it's too dangerous." He then took out his phone to contact the police station.

In a moment of panic, Tongtong immediately used her "secret weapon".

She tilted her little face up, her big eyes quickly filling with tears, her little mouth slightly pouting, and said in a tearful, childlike voice, "Uncle... my brother is waiting for me at the gate of S University. He's sick, and I need to go and bring him medicine... please, Uncle..." Her pitiful little appearance would soften anyone's heart.

The driver looked at the little girl in front of him, whose eyes were as clear as a deer's and seemed about to cry at any moment. Then he thought of his own daughter who had just started to babble at home, and the softest part of his heart was touched.

As if possessed, he sighed, "Sigh, come on up, kid. We agreed to get to the main gate of Su University!"

"Thank you, Uncle! You're such a kind person!" Tongtong immediately stopped crying and started smiling. She climbed onto the back seat on all fours, her little heart pounding with excitement at the success of her plan and anticipation of seeing her father.

The electronic voice of "Welcome" rang out in the car. The taxi, carrying this audacious little girl who was determined to find her father, merged into the city traffic and headed towards that unknown yet longed-for place—S University, where her father, Mo Ye, lived.

Sunlight streamed through the tall windows of the old teaching building at S University, casting lazy beams of light into the air.

The professor's voice on the podium seemed to have a hypnotic power, silently spreading resentment about being forced to attend extra classes on the weekend throughout the classroom.

Mo Ye was woken up by Shen Qing shaking him mercilessly from the side.

"Old Mo! Wake up! get out of class is over!" Shen Qing leaned closer, staring at his sleepy face, and lowered his voice, feigning seriousness, "Tell me honestly, did you go to 'Five Fingers Girl' for an in-depth discussion about life ideals again last night? Look at you, so weak..."

Mo Ye shoved his head, which was almost touching his face, away with an annoyance, and rubbed his temples. "Get lost! It's just taking a nap in class, it's perfectly normal. Don't you see, we're seniors now? What kind of nice guy is forced to attend classes here on weekends during his senior year?"

He stood up, stretched his stiff neck, glanced at Shen Qing, and said, "I think you should eat more salt at lunch."

Shen Qing was taken aback for a moment, then put on a wronged expression: "I don't like salty food, you actually forgot my taste..." He suddenly realized what he was saying, his eyes widening, "You bastard! You're indirectly saying I'm 'idle'!"

Mo Ye touched the tip of his nose, slightly surprised, thinking to himself that this guy's brain was working fast today.

He smiled and raised his arm, precisely blocking Shen Qing's retaliatory scratch.

The two walked out of the teaching building arm in arm, playfully bickering.

As Shen Qing passed the dormitory building, she paused, her face instantly plastered with a fawning smile, her voice sickeningly sweet: "Godfather—!"

Mo Ye knew his nature, but still went along with it, calmly replying, "Ah! My dear son, what is it you wish to report?"

"Um... could you get me some food? Same as always, braised chicken with rice." Shen Qing clasped her hands together and looked at him expectantly.

Mo Ye was almost exasperated by his roommate's terminal laziness: "Fine, fine, I'll wait until I finish playing basketball, if I still remember."

Shen Qing's expression immediately changed. He solemnly clasped his hands in a fist salute, his tone resounding: "Brotherhood is in our hearts!"

Mo Ye replied coolly, "Can't get through on the phone?"