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

The square fell silent for a moment.

Then Tingting's voice broke the silence.

"Dad got it again! Dad got it again!"

She ran over and picked up Kapibala from the ground; the round doll was bigger than her head.

She carried him back, stopping every two steps. Kapibala was so limp that she had to support him with both hands.

He walked up to Chen Hao and looked up at him.

"Daddy, Kapibala, it's so big."

Yu Jingwen clapped.

Wu Licheng also applauded.

The other parents and children watching nearby also applauded.

A five- or six-year-old boy tugged at his mother's clothes.

"Mom, that uncle is so amazing, I want him to help me put one on too."

The chat room was flooded with comments—

"Second time! And another perfect shot!"

"This isn't luck, it's skill. This is the first time I've ever seen someone hit a target four meters away in a row."

"The anchor's throwing technique is terrifying; he hits exactly where he points."

"I've given up trying to explain. The anchor is an all-rounder. He's good at folding paper airplanes and he's good at ring toss too."

"The stall owner's expression started to change, hahaha, look at his face."

"Stall owner: I've lost a lot of money tonight."

Chen Hao looked down at Tingting.

"Tingting, which one do you want?"

Tingting placed the Kapibal on the ground, next to the Barbie doll.

She straightened up and scanned the last row with her fingers.

"That, that, and that one."

She pointed to three in a row, all of them large toys in the last row: a plush bear, a light-up dinosaur, and a huge orange toy car.

Chen Hao picked up the ring, flicked his wrist slightly, and the plush bear was caught in the ring.

The second ring flew out and caught the glowing dinosaur, whose eyes were still blinking.

The third ring flew out and caught a huge orange car, complete with an antenna on its roof.

Every single circle landed precisely on the target, without any mistakes or deviations; in fact, the arc of each circle's flight was exactly the same.

The square fell silent for a moment.

Then applause broke out, even louder than before.

The little boy from before ran over, stood next to Chen Hao, and looked up at him.

"Uncle, could you help me put one on?"

Chen Hao squatted down and looked at the little boy.

The little boy was about five or six years old, with a round face and big eyes, clutching a few crumpled banknotes in his hand.

Which one do you want?

The little boy pointed to a blue airplane model in the third row.

"that."

Chen Hao picked up a ring, gave it a gentle shake, and the blue airplane model was caught in the ring.

The ring landed on the airplane model, just covering the fuselage without touching the wings.

The little boy ran over, picked it up, hugged it to his chest, ran back to his mother, and jumped up excitedly. His mother smiled and patted his head.

Tingting stood to the side, watching her father slip the rings one after another. The expression on her little face changed from excitement to pride, and then from pride to a sense of certainty.

Her father is good at everything and can do everything to the best of his ability.

This isn't luck, it's my dad.

The stall owner's expression grew increasingly grim.

He stood behind the stall, watching as Chen Hao snatched away one of the toys he had displayed.

The most expensive ones were all gone, the last row was almost completely sold out, and even the third row was mostly taken by Tingting.

He paced back and forth a few times, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and looked at the rings in Chen Hao's hand; there were still more than twenty left.

He imagined what would happen if those twenty-odd rings snatched away another twenty-odd toys, and his forehead broke out in even more sweat.

He finally couldn't hold back any longer, quickly walked to Chen Hao's side, grabbed Chen Hao's arm, and lowered his voice.

"Boss, brother, stop now. If you keep going like this, I'll lose everything."

I haven't even made a sale yet tonight. If you take a few more, I won't even break even.

Chen Hao looked at him and smiled.

He could understand the stall owner's feelings. Running a business at a stall is not easy. Although these toys are not particularly expensive, taking so many away would definitely result in a loss.

He glanced at the pile of toys on the ground, then at Tingting.

Tingting was holding Kapibala, with Barbie dolls, plush bears, glowing dinosaurs, orange toy cars, and more than a dozen other small toys piled up at her feet, too many to hold in both hands.

Her little face was full of smiles, a pure, heartfelt happiness.

"Okay." Chen Hao put the remaining rings back into the stall owner's hand. "I'm not playing anymore."

The stall owner breathed a sigh of relief and quickly took out two large plastic bags from behind his stall, putting the toys on the ground into them one by one.

My hands were shaking a little while I was putting them on, probably from the lingering fear, but I had a smile on my face, since at least some rings were still left to be caught.

After packing, the two bags were bulging and heavy to the touch.

Yu Jingwen came over and helped Tingting get a plastic bag.

Chen Hao took a plastic bag.

Tingting carried Kapibala ahead, her pigtails swinging back and forth. Kapibala's head was bigger than hers, and she walked a little unsteadily, but she was very happy.

Wu Licheng followed behind, shaking his head and laughing.

On the way back, Tingting walked in front, occasionally looking back at the people behind her.

She walked very fast, muttering, "Daddy is so amazing, Daddy caught so many, Daddy can catch anything."

Aunt Yu, don't you think Dad is amazing? Uncle Wu, what do you think?

Yu Jingwen smiled.

"Amazing! Auntie has never seen anyone be so accurate at ring tossing."

Your dad practically emptied that stall today.

"Of course!" Tingting lifted Kapibal up a bit, resting her chin on the doll's head. "My dad is the best."

Wu Licheng nodded as well.

"A perfect shot. I've never seen anything like it in all my years. With your dad's accuracy, he'd probably be a pro at darts too."

Chen Hao smiled but didn't reply.

He was carrying a plastic bag, inside which the toys were jostled together, making a rustling sound.

The streetlights cast long shadows of the four people. Tingting's shadow was the smallest, but Kapibala's shadow was the largest, round like a cloud.

She carried Kapibala, and every few steps she would turn back to look at her father, making sure he was still behind her, before turning back to continue walking.

As they walked, Tingting suddenly stopped, turned around, and waited for Chen Hao to approach. She looked up at him and asked, "Dad, will you win the competition tomorrow too?"

Chen Hao looked down into his daughter's bright eyes and nodded.

"meeting."

Tingting smiled contentedly, turned back and continued walking, Kapibala's head bobbing back and forth on her shoulder.

Yu Jingwen walked behind, watching the father and daughter's backs, then turned to Wu Licheng and whispered:

"Director Wu, don't you think Teacher Chen is quite special? He handles everything like it's nothing, and he can even teach Tingting."

Wu Licheng was silent for two seconds, then nodded.

"Indeed. I've met many capable people, but few can break down their skills and teach them to children in such a clear and concise way."

Tingting's laughter came from ahead; it was probably because Kapibala's ear brushed against her face, making her feel ticklish.

Chen Hao quickly took two steps to catch up, took the Kapibala from Tingting's hand, tucked it under his arm with one hand, and held Tingting's hand with the other.

Tingting looked up at her father, put her hand in his big hand, and the two walked forward side by side. The plastic bag swayed in Chen Hao's other hand, and the toys inside made a soft clattering sound.