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

Shen Xiaoting sat on her small bed, her two legs dangling in mid-air, swinging back and forth, her little hands touching the bed sheet beneath her—pink, with little rabbits printed on it.

She looked around her small room—

Pink walls, pink lamps, a small wooden table, chairs, bookshelves, toy storage racks, and a small wardrobe of her own.

Her little face was full of a happy smile.

"Dad, I love this room."

Chen Hao stood at the door, looked at his daughter, and smiled.

Just then, his phone rang.

He took it out and looked at it—Shen Mengyao, WeChat video call.

He answered the call, and Shen Mengyao's face appeared on the screen.

She was still so beautiful—black hair cascading over her shoulders, skin so white it glowed, and features so exquisite they seemed unreal.

However, she had faint dark circles under her eyes, and her lips were lighter in color than before, making her look somewhat haggard.

"Chen Hao." Her voice was slightly hoarse.

"Shen Mengyao." Chen Hao called her name, paused, and then asked, "How have you been lately...?"

"It's alright." Her answer was brief, her gaze passing over Chen Hao as if searching for something. "Where's Tingting?"

"He's over there, wait a moment." Chen Hao handed the phone to Tingting. "Tingting, Mom is making a video call."

Shen Xiaoting's eyes lit up immediately. She took the phone with both hands, held it in her hands, and brought her face close to the screen.

"Mom!" Her voice was clear and loud, filled with an irrepressible excitement.

A very faint smile appeared on Shen Mengyao's face. It was a smile that was almost invisible unless you looked closely, but once you saw it, it felt like the whole world had brightened up.

"Tingting, do you miss your mom?"

"I've been wanting to! Mom, let me tell you, Dad made the old house so beautiful, so very beautiful!" Shen Xiaoting exclaimed excitedly, her words flowing rapidly.

"Dad turned it into a new house! It's even prettier than a new house!"

Shen Mengyao was taken aback: "It's a new house now?"

"Hmm! Mom, look!"

Shen Xiaoting tapped the phone screen with her small hand, switched the camera to the rear camera, then stood up, held the phone high, and walked around the room.

"Mom, look, this is my room! Dad made it for me! The walls are pink, and the lights are pink too!"

And my little bed, my little table, my little chair, my little bookshelf!

She pointed her phone at each piece of furniture and showed them to her mother one by one.

"Mommy, is it pretty?"

Shen Mengyao looked at the small room on the screen—pink walls, pink lamps, a small wooden bed and table, and a rabbit outline on the headboard.

The room wasn't large, but every piece of furniture was exquisitely made, with rounded and smooth edges and tight mortise and tenon joints, clearly showing that it was made with care.

"It looks good," she said, her voice a little softer than before.

Shen Xiaoting ran out of her room with her phone in hand and went into the main room.

"Mom, look! This is the living room Dad made! The floor tiles are gray, the walls are white, and the lights are white too. It's so bright!"

Shen Mengyao had previously seen photos of Chen Haofa's old house before its renovation.

The paint was peeling off the walls, the roof was letting in light, the ground was full of potholes, and half of the window glass was broken.

The main room on the screen now has snow-white walls, a smooth floor, bright windows, and bright, soft lighting, completely different from its previous dilapidated state.

Her eyes changed slightly—

It wasn't the kind of polite, perfunctory surprise, but a genuine, heartfelt unexpectedness.

"This was... made in eight days?" she asked.

"Wow! Daddy's so amazing!" Shen Xiaoting ran back to her room and pointed the camera at her bed.

"Mommy, look! Daddy made this little bed by hand! Daddy sawed this rabbit out! Daddy said this is a mortise and tenon joint... a tenon and tenon joint! No nails needed!"

Shen Mengyao looked at the outline of the little rabbit on the screen. The lines were smooth and the surface was polished. It was obviously handmade, but even more exquisite than machine-made ones.

She paused for two seconds, then said, "Your father... is very capable."

"Mommy, isn't Daddy amazing?"

Shen Xiaoting switched the camera back to the front, put her little face close to the screen, and looked at her mother with bright eyes.

Looking at her daughter's excited little face, Shen Mengyao's smile widened slightly.

"sharp."

Shen Xiaoting smiled happily, then ran to her father's room and pointed the camera at the big bed and wardrobe.

"Mom, look! This is Dad's room! Dad made the bed, and he made the wardrobe too! It's so big!"

Shen Mengyao looked at the large bed on the screen—

Made of red oak, with beautiful wood grain and a sturdy structure, the headboard is a single piece of wood, polished smooth and shiny.

She nodded: "It looks good."

Shen Xiaoting ran back to her room, put her phone on the small table, sat on a small chair, rested her chin on her hands, and said to her mother on the screen:

"Mom, Dad made so many things for me, I'm so happy."

Shen Mengyao looked at her daughter's rosy cheeks and the pure, unadulterated joy in her eyes, and remained silent for a long while.

Then she whispered, "Tingting, you must listen to your father."

"I'll be good!" Shen Xiaoting nodded vigorously. "Mom, when are you coming to pick me up?"

Shen Mengyao's expression changed slightly, but she quickly recovered: "Six months, Mom said six months."

"Half a year is such a long time..." Shen Xiaoting pouted, but quickly smiled again.

"But Daddy will take care of me! Daddy cooks so well, Daddy sings so well, Daddy can even make furniture! Daddy can do everything!"

Shen Mengyao watched her daughter's proud tone and expression when she mentioned her father, and her lips twitched slightly, unsure whether she wanted to laugh or something else.

"Mom, you need to eat well and sleep well too," Shen Xiaoting suddenly said, her voice a little softer than before.

"You have dark circles under your eyes, have you not been sleeping?"

Shen Mengyao was stunned for a moment.

She reached up and touched under her eyes, then smiled gently—a faint but genuine smile.

"Mommy knows, Mommy will sleep well."

"Mm!" Shen Xiaoting nodded.

"Mom, I'm going to take a shower now. Dad said I should go to bed early. Goodnight, Mom!"

Goodnight, Tingting.

Shen Xiaoting kissed the screen with a "pop" sound, then handed the phone to Chen Hao, who was standing at the door.

Chen Hao took the phone, and Shen Mengyao's face appeared on the screen again.

"She...is very happy," Shen Mengyao said.

"Yes." Chen Hao nodded. "She's very well-behaved."

The two were silent for two seconds.

Shen Mengyao spoke first: "Thank you, Chen Hao."