A Billionaire CEO Brings His Child Home: The Awakening of the Stay-at-Home Dad System

Shen Xiaoting picked up a spoon, scooped out a spoonful of steamed egg and put it in her mouth.

The steamed egg custard melted in her mouth, with a light salty taste and the aroma of eggs. She chewed it twice and swallowed it, then immediately scooped out another spoonful.

"Is it good?" Chen Hao asked.

"Delicious!" Shen Xiaoting nodded vigorously, her cheeks puffed out like a little hamster.

Chen Hao smiled and picked up a piece of romaine lettuce with his chopsticks and put it in his mouth.

He ate while keeping an eye on his daughter. When he saw that she had finished the steamed egg custard, he tore off pieces of meat from the ribs and placed them on her plate.

Shen Xiaoting picked up a piece of pork rib with her hand, put it in her mouth, chewed it, and her eyes lit up.

"Dad, this meat is so tender."

"Mmm, it's been stewed for a long time, so it's soft." Chen Hao tore off another piece for her. "Eat slowly, don't choke."

Shen Xiaoting ate two pieces of pork ribs, a small bowl of noodles, and a few sips of soup.

She didn't eat much and was full quickly, but seeing that Chen Hao was still eating, she obediently sat in the chair and waited for him, occasionally dipping her finger into the water stains on the table and drawing circles on it.

Chen Hao quickly finished the rest of his food, called the waiter over to settle the bill, which came to 112 yuan.

He picked up his daughter, walked out of the restaurant, and took the elevator down to the basement level.

The basement was dimly lit and the air was a bit chilly.

Chen Hao found his car, pressed the unlock button, and the headlights flashed twice.

He opened the trunk, where two suitcases were placed side by side—a gray one for him and a pink one for his daughter.

He unzipped the pink suitcase and rummaged through it.

Shen Mengyao said that her daughter's birth certificate, vaccination record, and other documents were all in this box. He didn't look closely, but the box was indeed packed full.

The neatly folded clothes, pants, and skirts, along with a few pairs of shoes, a plush rabbit, several picture books, a box of crayons, and some other odds and ends.

It's clear that Shen Mengyao put a lot of effort into packing this suitcase; every piece of clothing was folded neatly and sorted by color.

Chen Hao pulled out two sets of clothes from the box—one set for his daughter to wear tomorrow, and the other set of pajamas to change into after her bath tonight.

He also took a change of clothes from his gray suitcase, and then took out a folded backpack from the side pocket, unfolded it, and stuffed both of their changes of clothes inside.

He zipped up his backpack, carried it in one hand, and held his daughter's hand in the other, before taking the elevator back to his room on the seventh floor.

Once inside the room, Chen Hao put his backpack on the bed, turned around, squatted down, and helped his daughter take off her shoes.

"Tingting, can you take a bath by yourself?"

Shen Xiaoting shook her head, her voice soft: "No... at home, my mom or auntie always washes me."

Chen Hao had already guessed it; how could a three-year-old child bathe himself?

He smiled and said, "Then Daddy will help Tingting wash, okay?"

Shen Xiaoting hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

She still felt a little unfamiliar with Chen Hao, but after spending the day together, that feeling had faded considerably.

She could tell that this person was genuinely kind to her and wouldn't hurt her.

Chen Hao stood up and led his daughter into the bathroom.

The bathroom is small but very clean. The shower area is separated by glass and contains a shower head. There are shelves for shower gel and shampoo hanging on the wall.

He turned on the shower, tested the water temperature with his hand, adjusted it to a temperature that was neither too hot nor too cold, let the water flow for a while, and drained the cold water from the pipes.

"Tingting, come here, let Daddy help you take off your clothes."

Shen Xiaoting raised her hands, cooperating with Chen Hao to take off her pink down jacket.

Next came the little white sweater. She shrank her neck, and when her head popped out from the neckline, her hair stood on end, turning her into a fluffy little dandelion.

Chen Hao couldn't help but chuckle, and Shen Xiaoting, seeing her father smile, also grinned.

Then there are jeans.

The jeans were a bit tight, so Chen Hao carefully pulled the pant legs down. Shen Xiaoting held onto her father's shoulders, pulling one leg out first, then the other.

Finally, there were the little socks, two white socks with a small strawberry printed on the heel.

Shen Xiaoting stood naked on the bathroom floor tiles, her small hands unconsciously covering her stomach.

She was a little embarrassed, her face flushed slightly, and she didn't dare to look at Chen Hao, turning her head to stare at the shower gel bottle on the wall.

Chen Hao didn't say much. He took the showerhead off, tested the water temperature with his hand to make sure it was okay, and then gently poured the water on his daughter.

The water flowed down her shoulders, over her back, her stomach, and her legs. She shivered slightly, then slowly adjusted to the water temperature and relaxed.

"Close your eyes, Daddy will wash your hair."

Shen Xiaoting obediently closed her eyes, tilting her little face slightly upwards.

Chen Hao raised the showerhead a little higher, letting the water mist gently fall on her hair and wet it.

Then he squeezed some shampoo into his palm, rubbed his hands together to create lather, and then gently applied it to his daughter's hair.

He gently massaged his daughter's scalp with his fingers, moving slowly and carefully, as if afraid that his fingernails would scratch her scalp.

Shen Xiaoting's hair is very fine and soft, and the foam spreads through her hair, giving off a faint fruity scent.

"Dad..." Shen Xiaoting called out softly with her eyes closed.

"Um?"

"Be gentle..."

"Okay." Chen Hao immediately lightened his grip, his fingers barely circling her scalp. "How about this?"

"Hmm... all done."

Chen Hao carefully massaged the water for a few minutes, then picked up the showerhead, turned the water temperature down a little, and started rinsing.

He held the showerhead in one hand and used the other to shield his daughter's forehead from the foam getting into her eyes.

The water flow washed away the white foam little by little, revealing the wet, shiny black hair underneath.

"Alright, open your eyes."

Shen Xiaoting opened her eyes, a few water droplets clinging to her eyelashes. She blinked, and the water droplets rolled off.

She reached up and wiped the water off her face, a relaxed expression appearing on her small face.

Next is the body.

Chen Hao squeezed out a little more shower gel, lathered it up, and gently applied it to his daughter's shoulders, arms, chest, back, and legs.

His movements were very gentle, as if he were wiping a fragile piece of porcelain.

Shen Xiaoting stood obediently, occasionally squeezing her body because of the itch, making a soft "giggle" sound.