My baby is two and a half years old. Daddy, hurry up and make some milk!

Summer vacation is paradise for kids, but hell for parents—that's absolutely true.

Even as a CEO, Lu Chenyue still has to bring his child to work.

Moreover, he didn't just bring one child; he brought both his children, one big and one small, to the company.

The two older brothers in the family went to their maternal grandmother's house again. Le Bao didn't want to stay at home and preferred to go out with Lu Chenyue.

But as soon as he went out, the youngest child in the family would follow him.

With no other option, Lu Chenyue had to take both children with him to the company.

The car stopped in front of the Lu family's building, and Lu Chenyue picked up the drowsy Le Bao. The little chubby girl leaned on her father's shoulder, her eyes closed, half asleep.

Lu Chenyue lifted his son out with one hand and put him on the ground, letting him walk on his own. He carried his daughter and walked ahead.

As a result, an interesting scene can be seen in the company lobby.

The chubby 5-year-old girl was carefully held in his arms, while her son, who was not yet two years old, followed behind her, running and crawling.

"Daddy, wait."

Lu Ziguan couldn't walk fast, couldn't keep up with his father's long legs, and couldn't speak fluently, so he was so anxious that he lay down on the ground and crawled on all fours.

Lu Chenyue walked to the elevator door, turned around and looked at his son crawling over, feeling extremely disgusted.

"Huff, huff, huff"

We finally caught up.

Lu Ziguan pulled on Lu Chenyue's trouser leg and stood up.

"Bad, humph."

The little guy complained to his father.

"Didn't we make it in time?"

Lu Chenyue patted his son's head, and feeling a pang of conscience, he carried him into the elevator.

When they arrived at the office, Lu Chenyue put Le Bao on the sofa and covered her with a blanket.

"Want to take a nap?"

The chubby girl secretly stayed up late playing on her tablet last night, and Shen Wanning caught her red-handed. She confiscated the tablet.

She originally came to visit her daughter, but now that the little one is living alone in a room, she's still a bit worried.

To her surprise, at two o'clock in the morning, she gently pushed open Le Bao's door and found a light shining in the pitch-black room.

She quietly walked over, lifted the thin blanket, and caught a little mouse that had stayed up all night.

"Hehe, hehe, Mom, what brings you here?"

Caught red-handed, the chubby boy tried to get away with his cuteness, but Shen Wanning wouldn't have any of it.

She immediately confiscated her tablet and phone watch.

Don't ask why the phone and watch were confiscated, because this little brat was able to use the watch to talk on the phone with her sister Rou Rou until midnight.

After confiscating the tools used in the crime, Shen Wanning watched the little one fall asleep before leaving.

That's why Le Bao seemed so listless today.

"want."

Hearing his father's question, Le Bao mumbled a sleepy reply and closed his eyes.

"You stay here and play quietly, don't disturb your sister."

I carried my son to the center of the carpet, gave him a lot of toys, and let him play by himself.

Lu Chenyue sat at his desk, working while keeping an eye on his two children.

As Lu Ziguan played, he looked up at his busy father and then at his sister sleeping on the sofa.

The little one's eyes darted around, and he accurately found a box of colored pencils among the many toys. These were the ones Le Bao used to draw scribbles.

It had been left here, but today Lu Chenyue took it all out at once. He didn't know what was inside; he just dumped all the toys out of a box.

Le Bao was half asleep when he felt an itch on his face. He reached out to scratch it, but there was nothing there.

And so, while Lu Chenyue was engrossed in his work, his beloved daughter was "disfigured" by his son.

After finally waiting for Lu Chenyue to finish his work, he stretched his neck.

He noticed that it was unusually quiet today.

As the saying goes, when a child is quiet, he's definitely up to no good.

The moment he looked up, his mind went blank.

His little buddy was holding a colored pencil and drawing on his precious daughter's face.

Now, his daughter's chubby, fair face was so pale that no facial features could be seen anymore.

Little Biga didn't even spare the eyelids, nose, and mouth.

"Lu Ziguan, what are you doing?"

Lu Chenyue suppressed his anger, lowered his voice, and was afraid of disturbing his daughter.

"Hehehehe, Daddy, get rich."

Hearing his father's voice, Lu Ziguan turned around and looked up at him, his little hands holding a paintbrush, a grin on his face.

When his son turned around, Lu Chenyue realized that the little rascal had not only drawn on his sister's face, but also on his own face and body.

Rubbing his temples, Lu Chenyue stepped forward and confiscated his son's paintbrush.

"I'll settle the score with you later. You better pray your sister's face is clean before she wakes up."

Hmph, otherwise you'd better wait for your sister's thunderous rage.

Lu Chenyue went to the bathroom to get a towel, wet it, and carefully walked to the sofa.

He knelt on one knee and gently wiped the colored marks off his daughter's face.

To everyone's surprise, the moment the towel touched Le Bao's face, the little guy opened his eyes.

Lu Chenyue was so frightened that he froze on the spot, not daring to move.

"Daddy, I need to pee."

Le Bao was woken up by the urge to urinate, and the timing was just right.

It was such a coincidence that her father didn't even have time to destroy the evidence.

"Okay, Daddy will carry you."

Lu Chenyue had no choice but to put down the towel and carry his daughter to the bathroom.

Before leaving, he gave his son a look that said, "You'd better watch yourself."

But Lu Ziguan didn't understand, and continued to laugh with drool.

Lu Chenyue put his daughter on the toilet and let her use the toilet by herself before leaving.

He stood guard at the door, his heart pounding.

Sure enough, a minute later, the daughter's screams came from the bathroom.

"Bang."

The bathroom door was opened, and Le Bao, furious, put her hands on her hips, her little face scrunched up, and glared angrily.

"Who drew this on my face?"

Her gaze swept over the two people present, finally settling on Lu Ziguan's equally captivating little face.

"Lu Ziguan, you've got some nerve, haven't you? Daring to scribble on my face."

Lu Chenyue, who was standing at the door, immediately stepped aside so as not to block his daughter's way and get punished along with her.

Le Bao strode up to his younger brother and, without saying a word, tackled him to the ground.

Then, she pulled down his pants and slapped Lu Ziguan's chubby buttocks.

At first, Lu Ziguan thought his sister was playing with him, and he lay there with a grin.

When the slap landed on his own backside, he could no longer laugh.

What followed was a deafening scream.

When Mom and Dad hit me, they were holding back.

But when my sister takes action, she really goes all out, especially when she's extremely angry.

"Waaaaaah!"

A heart-wrenching cry rang out, and Lu Chenyue instinctively straightened up.

"Waaaaah, Daddy, help me!"

Lu Ziguan, who was being humiliated by his sister, stretched out his Ziwei hand and begged his father for help.

Le Bao followed the gaze to her father, her eyes conveying a clear message: "Try saving one yourself."

Lu Chenyue could only turn away silently, pretending not to see.

Son, even your dad wouldn't dare mess with your sister. It's your own fault for being so impulsive. Just bear with it.