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

The taxi came to a steady stop at the grand entrance of S University.

He Huantong carefully took out her small wallet from the bear backpack, pulled out ten yuan, and said in a childish but unusually insistent voice, "Uncle, for the bus fare!"

The driver's heart softened at her earnest expression. He symbolically accepted five yuan and said gently, "Little girl, go find your brother. Be careful."

"Thank you, Uncle!" Tongtong flashed a sweet smile, like a little sun, instantly brightening the dull carriage.

As the driver watched that small, brave figure with a schoolbag merge into the crowd, his fatherly love overflowed, and he couldn't help but imagine how adorable his own daughter would look when she grew up.

However, the next second, images of those videos on the internet asking "Old Deng, is it safe for me to park my will-o'-the-wisp downstairs?" suddenly flashed into his mind. He quickly shook his head to dispel this "ominous" premonition and stepped on the gas to leave.

When S University opened its campus to the public, Tongtong, with her innocent and adorable face, successfully blended in with the crowd.

The campus was large, with shady trees and crisscrossing roads, which was like a huge maze to her three-year-old self.

But who is He Huantong?

She's a cunning "little bandit"!

Can't find your way?

It's okay, she has a mouth that knows how to ask for directions.

She locked onto her target—a kind-looking older sister—and toddled over, tilting her head back. Her big eyes blinked, and in a sweet, melting voice, she asked, "Sister~ Sister~ Do you know where Brother Mo Ye is? He's the most handsome brother ever!"

The girl being asked for directions was taken aback at first, but was then captivated by the girl's cuteness and her heart fluttered with joy: "Oh, sweetheart, are you looking for Senior Mo Ye? He seems to have just finished playing badminton, and at this time... he might have headed towards the Plum Garden Cafeteria."

"Thank you, fairy sister!" Tongtong said sweetly, and after thanking her, she immediately headed in the direction her sister pointed.

As a well-known campus heartthrob at S University, Mo Ye's whereabouts are no secret on campus.

With her irresistible cuteness and precise "cuteness skills," Tongtong asked around and not only got the right directions but also received countless candies from her older sisters and aunties, filling the side pockets of her bear backpack to the brim.

Tongtong tossed her two cute little tufts of hair around her head and took quick, rapid strides.

The small figure moved through the vast campus with remarkable energy, her eyes filled with a determined look as she searched for her goal.

Finally, at the end of the tree-lined path leading to the cafeteria, she saw that familiar figure—just like in the ID photo, but seemingly even taller and more handsome!

Her heart pounded faster and faster. She immediately pulled out the ID card, which she had been handling until the edges were slightly curled, from her bear-shaped backpack. She looked at the photo, then at the person in the distance, her head bobbing up and down like a little hamster checking for food.

"It's Daddy!" she thought to herself with joy.

Unable to contain her excitement any longer, she burst forth like a tiny, milky cannonball, running and shouting with all her might, "Daddy—! Daddy—!"

Mo Ye had just escaped the noise of the stadium and was thinking about bringing Shen Qing food, while also trying to clear his mind of the mess that had been disturbed by that pair of sworn enemies.

Suddenly, he heard a childish yet powerful voice calling "Daddy".

He looked in the direction of the sound and saw a little dumpling wearing an exquisite doll dress and carrying an adorable bear backpack, staring at him with bright eyes and calling out "Daddy" repeatedly.

In an instant, an indescribable, unfamiliar, and tender emotion struck his heart.

He was actually indifferent to children, and even found them somewhat noisy, but this exquisitely beautiful little girl in front of him made him feel happy and inexplicably close to her from the first glance.

"Whose daughter is so cute?" he thought to himself with envy, when he saw the little dumpling, as if she had confirmed something, huff and puff, rushing towards him with the speed of an arrow released from a bow!

The next second, a soft, cuddly little body, smelling of milk and sunshine, hugged his leg tightly.

The little one, with rosy cheeks and big, bright eyes brimming with the light of the whole world, looked up at him excitedly and expectantly, and called out clearly again, "Daddy!"

Mo Ye stared in disbelief at the little brat who wasn't even as tall as his own legs, then chuckled.

He crouched down, looking the little one in the eye, his tone gentle beyond his own awareness: "Son, you've mistaken me for someone else. I'm not your father. Where are your parents?"

He subconsciously reached out and gently touched the cute little tuft on her head; the soft touch warmed his heart.

Tongtong enjoyed the long-awaited touch from her father, like a kitten being stroked, and rubbed against his big hand affectionately.

Then, she belatedly realized what Mo Ye had said.

The little girl's smile froze instantly. Her eyes widened in disbelief, her long eyelashes fluttering. The next moment, her grievances welled up like a burst dam, her little mouth pursed, and tears streamed down her face.

"Daddy...Daddy doesn't want Tongtong anymore?" Her voice was choked with sobs, her big eyes filled with hurt and disbelief, and tears fell like broken pearls.

Where had Mo Ye ever seen such a scene before?

I was instantly at a loss, and my scalp tingled.

Who can understand the feeling of being suddenly hugged and called "Daddy" by a little girl!

To make matters worse, students passing by were casting probing and condemning glances at him, and he even overheard whispers of "scumbag" and "heartless man."

"Oh no, tomorrow's headline on the campus wall will be: 'Shocking! University heartthrob abandons young girl in the street, where is his humanity?!'" Alarm bells rang in Mo Ye's mind.

In his haste, he didn't care about anything else. He covered the little one's mouth, picked her up, and quickly walked to a relatively quiet shady spot under a tree.

"Ugh...ugh..." The little body struggled in his arms, and because her mouth was covered, she cried even harder, her tears soaking his palms, which were frighteningly hot.

Mo Ye quickly let go of her hand, looking at the little dumpling who was crying uncontrollably, his heart in turmoil. He awkwardly apologized, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's all Uncle's fault, please don't cry..."

"Bad daddy... Waaah... Don't want my bad daddy... Waaah... I... I don't like daddy~" Tongtong sobbed, her little shoulders trembling, looking extremely pitiful.

Mo Ye sighed, looking at the little face that was almost identical to his childhood photo, and an absurd yet highly probable conjecture began to grow wildly in his mind.

He steeled himself and softened his voice: "It's Daddy's fault, Daddy was wrong, please forgive Daddy, okay? Don't cry, okay?"

Upon hearing him acknowledge that he was "Dad," Tongtong's crying miraculously subsided.