You got your marriage certificate and then abandoned me? I'll feed the richest woman in the wor

Chen Yuan, carrying a freshly cut fruit platter, walked out of the kitchen, his tall frame leaning against the door frame.

Looking at this touching scene of mother and daughter.

His long, slender fingers gripped the edge of the white porcelain tray, his knuckles pale from lack of blood flow.

A deep, dark sour feeling quickly welled up in his eyes.

The faint scent of chamomile in the air seemed to have been distorted by this sour smell.

"So he's already calling me 'Mom'?"

Chen Yuan strode forward, his leather shoes landing on the thick cashmere carpet.

The usually silent footsteps now produced a dull thud.

He walked to the coffee table and placed the white porcelain fruit plate heavily on the glass surface.

Clang.

The porcelain base collided with the glass, producing a sharp, piercing sound.

Shen Wanzhou was still holding her daughter, her eyes red and swollen.

Hearing the noise, she looked up.

Meeting the man's resentful dark eyes, she couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Her dimples sank deep into the corners of her eyes.

"What? Mr. Chen, the chairman of Xingchen Venture Capital, is even jealous of his own daughter?"

Her soft, sweet voice carried an undisguised sense of pride.

Chen Yuan did not refute.

He took off his black loungewear and casually draped it over the single sofa.

The cuffs were neatly rolled up above the elbows.

His tall frame naturally squatted down, kneeling on one knee on the soft floor mat.

He pulled a small, sealed glass jar from his pocket.

As soon as you unscrew the lid, a rich, natural strawberry aroma wafts out.

Those were pure fruit juice gummies that he made by getting up at four in the morning and using top-quality strawberries air-shipped from New Zealand, simmering them little by little.

No artificial white sugar was added.

"Mu Zhou, look here."

Chen Yuan lowered his voice instantly.

It was as gentle as a breeze that might startle a butterfly.

He used a pair of special silver tweezers to pick up a piece of crystal-clear red gummy candy.

He waved it in front of his daughter.

Little Mu Zhou, who had just been nestled in Shen Wanzhou's arms, twitched his nose twice.

Her sparkling, peach-blossom eyes instantly locked onto the piece of gummy candy.

"Ah...ah!"

She stretched out her two chubby little hands and leaned forward with all her might.

Glistening saliva dripped down her pink lips and onto her bib.

Chen Yuan slightly turned his wrist, pulling the gummy candy back half an inch.

It stopped right where the little guy couldn't reach it.

"Call me Dad."

He coaxed patiently, his eyes filled with unyielding indulgence.

"You can have it if you order it."

Shen Wanzhou sat beside her, covering her mouth with both hands.

His shoulders shrugged as he tried to suppress a laugh.

This was the first time she had ever seen this ruthless man who killed without blinking an eye on the dark web fawn over someone in such an almost humble manner.

"Dad... ba."

Xiao Muzhou put in all his effort for that bite of food.

The little mouth, which hadn't grown all its teeth, opened and closed forcefully, uttering a syllable indistinctly.

A large saliva bubble burst at the corner of his lips.

Chen Yuan's back stiffened abruptly.

Those usually calm and serene black eyes suddenly lit up with a dazzling light.

He held his breath, afraid of missing the next syllable.

"Say it again." He brought the gummy closer.

"Daddy!"

This time, the sound was loud and clear.

Chen Yuan felt as if a soft hand had squeezed his heart hard.

Without hesitation, he stuffed the strawberry gummy into his daughter's mouth.

He opened his arms and took the soft little dumpling directly from Shen Wanzhou's arms.

His stubble brushed against his daughter's chubby cheeks.

It was during this moment of deep father-daughter affection that...

Chen Nianshen, who had been quietly building blocks nearby, was also attracted by the strawberry aroma.

He was wearing a smart little suit and crawled over with his short legs.

That miniature version of the icy face looked up at Chen Yuan.

Although he didn't speak, his bright black eyes were fixed on the glass jar.

The meaning is clear: I want one too.

The gentle smile on Chen Yuan's face vanished the moment he turned to look at his son.

Like the receding tide, it disappeared completely.

The hard, cold jawline tightened again.

He slammed the glass jar shut and pushed it to the other end of the coffee table.

Turning around, she picked out a piece of boiled, unsalted broccoli from the baby food bowl next to her.

She expressionlessly placed it into her son's hand.

"Men shouldn't be greedy."

Chen Yuan's voice returned to its usual cold and stern tone, without a trace of the soft, gentle words he had used to coax his daughter.

"Take it."

Chen Nianshen held the pale green broccoli in her hand.

Look at your little sister chewing on a gummy candy in your father's arms, and then look at the vegetable leaf in your own hand.

Her small brows furrowed into an unsolvable knot.

Chen Yuan stood up and pointed down at the huge world map on the wall.

"Go and learn to recognize all the ocean currents on the North American Plate."

"I'll come check in half an hour. If you don't even have this much self-control, how will you manage Star Ventures in the future?"

The cold, hard order was given, leaving no room for negotiation.

Xiao Nian Shen silently took a bite of broccoli.

There was no resistance.

With its short legs, it obediently walked to the map and sat down cross-legged.

His restrained demeanor was strikingly similar to that of a Wall Street tycoon forced to sign a humiliating treaty.

"Pfft—Hahaha!"

Shen Wanzhou could no longer hold back.

She laughed so hard she collapsed onto the large leather sofa, clutching her stomach with both hands.

Laughter echoed crisply in the living room.

"Chen Yuan, your double standards are so obvious!"

Two physiological tears welled up in the corners of her eyes, and her fingertips gripped the leather texture of the sofa.

"Mu Zhou is a little darling when he eats candy, but if Nian Shen looks at him even once, he has to memorize ocean current charts?"

"He's only a little over a year old!"

Chen Yuan carried his daughter in one arm and walked to the sofa.

With his free left hand, he pulled out a tissue and wiped away the tears from the corners of Shen Wanzhou's eyes.

His rough fingertips brushed against her delicate skin, bringing a warm sensation.

"A doting mother often spoils her son."

He spoke with a clear conscience.

"Men of the Chen family have to get used to this kind of difference from a young age. Otherwise, they'll be easily fooled in the business world with just a piece of candy."

Shen Wanzhou rolled her eyes at him.

The tears in her peach blossom eyes hadn't faded yet, and she still had a hint of coquettishness in them.

"You're just making excuses for your favoritism."

Chen Yuan did not refute.

His gaze fell on Shen Wanzhou's eyes.

There was a faint bluish-black ring there.

The two little ones took turns being fussy last night, and she had to get up several times in the middle of the night to soothe them.

Her once plump cheeks looked haggard today.

A subtle, aching pain welled up in my heart.

He put his daughter back on the cushioned carpet.

Turning around, I walked to the coffee table, poured a glass of warm water, and added two drops of calming honey.

He brought it to Shen Wanzhou's lips.

"Have a drink of water."

Chen Yuan watched as she drank most of the cup from his hand.

Only then did he put the glass back in its original place.

He braced his hands on either side of the sofa back, encircling her between his arms.

"You've been working too hard lately."

Chen Yuan gently pressed her temples with his fingertips, the pressure just right.

"I had Mr. Fu contact the top beauty team in Paris."

"They have already airlifted the equipment to a private club in the city center."

"Don't worry about anything today. Go over there for a full-service spa treatment and get a good night's sleep."

Shen Wanzhou closed her eyes comfortably, enjoying his massage.

"What about the children?"

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her tone revealed a hint of hesitation, as if she couldn't let go of her worries.

"I'm here."

Chen Yuan straightened up and casually picked up the black suit jacket next to him.

He put it on deftly and straightened his collar.

That aura of being in a high position for so long, decisive and ruthless, returned to him.

He walked to the center of the carpet.

With his left hand, he scooped up Chen Nianshen, who was still chewing broccoli, and tucked her under his arm.

He bent down with his right hand and gently pulled Chen Muzhou, who was about to grab the Lego bricks, into his arms.

Two small meat dumplings weighing less than fifty pounds together.

In his hands, they were as light as two weightless express delivery packages.

Chen Nianshen was trapped under his arm, his lower legs dangling in the air and flailing twice before resigning himself to his fate and giving up the struggle.

"Where are you going?"

Shen Wanzhou was stunned on the sofa, looking at his bandit-like kidnapping posture.

"Go to work."

Chen Yuan strode forward, his leather shoes making a steady sound as they hit the floor.

Outside.

The bulletproof Maybach SUV had already started, its engine emitting a deep roar.

The eagle opened the heavy back door.

To allow Shen Wanzhou, who was exhausted from taking care of the kids recently, to have a relaxing day at the beauty salon, Chen Yuan waved his hand and stuffed the two little dumplings into the child seats of the bulletproof Maybach: "Today, Daddy will take you to take over the Starry Sky Building."