The next morning. Pei Jingyuan was already awake but still, snuggling lazily under the blanket.
He’d had the habit of lazing in bed since childhood, and even after growing up, he hadn’t quite gotten rid of it.
The two-meter-long quilt was half-rolled up in his arms, as if he were hugging a stuffed toy,
“Hehehe…”
Eyes still closed, he thought of how he’d pinched that little kid’s baby-fat cheek yesterday and couldn’t help but laugh.
At that moment, a faint buzzing came from the wooden nightstand. Pei Jingyuan turned over, squinting as he reached for his phone, half of his handsome face hidden under the blanket.
Seeing the call was from his company, he cleared his throat before answering, “Hello?”
“Xiao Pei, I’ve sent a link to your email. You’ll need to update it before ten o’clock.”
Pei Jingyuan’s eyes snapped open; his fox-like eyes lengthened slightly sharp yet elegant, “President Han wants to read our fortunes again?”
A soft laugh came from the other end, “It’s just a routine info update, not fortune-telling.”
Han, the CEO of his film agency, was famously superstitious. Half a year ago, Han had even hired a metaphysics master to read the faces of all the artists in the company.
The master said that several of them were “born under the peach blossom sign,” meaning they’d be charming and well-liked, destined for popularity. When it was Pei Jingyuan’s turn, the master stared at him for a long while, especially at his narrow, fox-shaped eyes.
Finally, the master smiled at Han and said, “This young man is rare, handsome, with a mole between his brows. He’s blessed with great fortune.”
Nothing more was said.
Han hadn’t heard anything bad, but “good fortune” wasn’t exactly the same as “making the company money.”
So he dismissed Pei Jingyuan and called in the next person.
Pei had wondered at the time if that reading would have any real effect. But nothing unusual has happened since. That was why he’d asked the question just now.
He lifted his phone and checked the time. “I’ll send the info by nine-fifty, thanks.”
“No problem…” The person on the line laughed pleasantly, polite as ever.
After hanging up, Pei Jingyuan bounced up from bed. The hem of his T-shirt lifted, revealing a pale, narrow waist whiter than the fabric itself. As he straightened up, a thin red cord slid slightly down his waist, a string of tiny gold beads gleaming faintly in the morning light.
He opened his laptop, muttering, “Let’s see what kind of link this is.”
It was an artist’s information form, standard personal data, family background, acting experience, and so on.
Most of it he’d filled in before but when he reached the “Family” section, he paused for a moment before typing the same as last time:
“Parents deceased. Only legal relative: maternal grandmother.”
Following instructions, he uploaded his newest actor profile photos, five different angles, plus height and measurements. After submitting, he hummed a tune and went to wash up.
At the same time, on the private road from the Nie family estate to the Nie family hospital, a dark gray sedan glided smoothly along with one car in front and another behind, forming an escort.
In the back seat of the gray sedan, on an elegant seat, sat a butter-yellow child safety seat. Inside it, the round-cheeked little cub sat quietly, snug as a bun.
From Nie Shenyuan’s angle, it really looked like he had a molten custard bun sitting beside him.
The car seat was a model Yuanbao had carefully picked out the night before color and all. Three different ones, in fact, for every possible outing.
Last night, after dinner, Nie Shenyuan had received a second DNA test confirming once again that he and the child shared a father-son relationship.
Today’s trip was for Yuanbao’s full physical exam. After all “time-traveling” or not, he had to make sure the boy’s body was completely healthy.
While he was deep in thought, he suddenly felt a small poke at his arm. A tiny finger was tapping him * tap, tap, tap*
Nie Shenyuan turned slightly. “Hm?”
Yuanbao tilted his little face upward, lips pouting, “Daddy, did you find Papa yet?”
Last night, he’d already told Daddy the name of his Papa. He didn’t know how to write all the words, but he was sure about the pronunciation because for as long as he could remember, Daddy always called Papa “Jingyuan.”
As for the surname, that was easy, Yuanbao remembered that his own full name was Pei Zhiyi, and Daddy had once told him he shared the same surname as Papa.
Nie Shenyuan looked into those bright, hopeful eyes, “Not yet.”
Yuanbao’s little mouth fell open in shock, a perfect “O.” So the all-powerful Daddy before meeting Papa, was this clueless?
He didn’t ask again, simply ending the conversation on his own. With a soft little “Hoo~,” he turned to stare out the window.
Nie Shenyuan, having known the boy for less than a day, naturally couldn’t tell what that meant.
He glanced at the little feet wiggling slightly, “Do you have something to say?”
The driver, Old Shen, overheard this and thought to himself: Sir still hasn’t quite learned how to talk to a three-year-old that sounded way too serious.
Then again, if Sir ever started talking sweetly to a toddler, that would sound even stranger. Truly a dilemma.
Still, the fact that Nie Shenyuan had even bothered to ask showed he cared.
Old Shen remembered that after dinner yesterday, Aunt Zhao had gathered the staff and said, “From now on, treat Yuanbao as the young master. Address him as ‘Young Sir.’ ”
That could only have been Nie Shenyuan’s instruction.
At this moment, Yuanbao turned his head reluctantly after hearing Daddy’s question, “Daddy, it’s okay~ You’re still a bit dumb now, but once you meet Papa you’ll be super awesome! You’ll even make French fries~”
Nie Shenyuan, having already heard far too many such claims from the child since yesterday, remained calm.
He replied evenly, “Children shouldn’t eat French fries.”
He’d never raised a child before, but he did know what counted as unhealthy food.
Yuanbao kicked at the air with his tiny feet, muttering under his breath, “But if Little Dad wants fries, Big Dad will make them… Big Dad really is dumb right now!”
Nie Shenyuan rubbed at his temples, deciding that was enough conversation for now, “All right. No more talking. You’ll get carsick.”
Immediately, Yuanbao leaned forward, pleading in his soft baby voice, “Uncle~ drive a little slower, please? My Big Dad doesn’t feel well~”
Nie Shenyuan’s dark eyes narrowed slightly, glancing faintly at the little one. Old Shen chuckled. “Okay, young master, I’ll drive nice and slow.”
Ah, having a kid in the car really brightened things up. So tiny, so soft-spoken and already so considerate. How could anyone not like him?
At the hospital.
When Nie Shenyuan arrived carrying a small child in his arms, everyone along the way was stunned.
No one dared to spread rumors, not before the Nie family officially announced anything but shock rippled silently through the crowd.
The Nie family was a long-standing powerhouse, and everything now rested in Nie Shenyuan’s hands. That meant the adorable little dumpling in his arms was most likely the family’s heir.
However… Yuanbao was not pleased.
Big Dad didn’t know how to hold kids! It was super uncomfortable! He was so frustrated he kept turning his head, itching to bite something.
Deep breath. It’s fine. He’s my Big Dad. I’ll be patient.
Thirty seconds later, he couldn’t take it anymore, “I’m a big boy now! I can walk!” he huffed.
For the first time ever, he didn’t want his Big Dad’s hug.
Nie Shenyuan replied coolly, “Your legs are short. You walk too slow.”
Yuanbao: Awooo! Dad’s being mean! Little Dad, save me!
Even the bodyguards could tell something was off, the little master’s chubby cheeks were puffed up, his face scrunched with grievance.
In the end, still trapped in his “merciless father’s” arms, Yuanbao was carried into the consultation room.
As soon as he was set down on the sofa, he tumbled away in a hurry, rolling and scrambling until he was as far from Nie Shenyuan as possible.
Everyone watching: Well… at least the young master’s in good health, active and energetic. That’s… good.
Nie Shenyuan didn’t bother with such trivialities.
He sat on the sofa, listening as the doctor explained the day’s checkup plan.
When scheduling yesterday, he’d specifically requested that any invasive or high-radiation procedures be avoided.
The hospital staff, aware of the boy’s special status, had arranged for a joint consultation between Chinese and Western medicine. Safe and gentle, no harm involved.
A kind-looking middle-aged doctor smiled. “Young master, do you know how old you are?”
Nie Shenyuan frowned slightly, did they think his son was slow? Before he could say anything, Yuanbao piped up sweetly, “Doctor Uncle, I’m forty months old!”
“Oh, you even know your age in months? That’s very smart.”
The doctor looked pleasantly surprised.
“Mm~” Yuanbao nodded seriously.
“Little Dad said that when I come to the hospital, I have to tell you in months! Otherwise, Doctor Uncle might not know my real age!”
The doctor didn’t quite know who this “Little Dad” was, but he nodded approvingly, “Yes, that’s absolutely right.”
Nie Shenyuan looked at his obedient, clever little cub and perhaps for the first time, realized something.
This unseen “Little Dad” of Yuanbao’s must be a very patient, gentle, and loving person.
While Yuanbao was busy with the checkup, Nie Shenyuan’s phone rang. He stepped to the tall window, gazing down at the green hospital lawn.
“Hello?”
“Mr. Nie,” said his assistant, Chen Xu, “I’ve sent you Mr. Pei’s latest profile, it’s from his talent agency.”
“Mm.”
Nie Shenyuan was indeed curious about the man. Especially after learning he was an actor, his feelings were… complicated.
After all, his father’s second wife had also been a celebrity. He’d sworn he’d never follow in his father’s footsteps.
Ending the call, he opened the message.
A photo popped up, a crisp, handsome ID shot.
Delicate features, narrow fox-like eyes.
Beautiful… but strikingly young.
Below it, a line of small text: Pei Jingyuan, male, 22 years old.
Nie Shenyuan’s brows furrowed, doubt flashing across his face.
A kid? Really?
“Big Dad?”
A soft voice broke his thoughts, followed by the sound of little feet running. He looked down as Yuanbao threw himself into his arms.
Two children, one in his arms, and one staring back from the photo
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ChaptersChapter 1 · YaunBao in wrong Time lineChapter 2 · Finding Big DaddyChapter 3 · DNA ProofChapter 4 · Hospital visitChapter 5 · New RoleChapter 6 · Meeting Daddy SoonChapter 7 · New NeighbourChapter 8 · Moving inChapter 9 · Meeting Little Daddy again!Chapter 10 · WhiteChapter 11 · Car for Little DaddyChapter 12 · Live StreamChapter 13 · KittyChapter 14 · Bonding Time~Chapter 15 · White CatChapter 16 · Yuanbao, your dad is terrifying!Chapter 17 · Will Dad blow up the kitchen?Chapter 18 Part 1 · Little Dad, let’s get New Big Dad!Chapter 18 Part 2 · Little Dad, let’s get new Big Dad!Chapter 19 · Yuanbao doesn’t have a loving big dadChapter 20 Part 1 · Dad never holds back Yuanbao~ No, no~Chapter 20 Part 2 · Dad never holds back Yuanbao~ No, no~Chapter 21 · Little Dad’s friendChapter 22 · Our Child from future!Chapter 23 · Little Daddy Knows!Chapter 24 · How did the two fathers meet?Chapter 25 · They really treat him like a gold ingot!Chapter 26 · Big Daddy really likes little daddyChapter 27 · Hehe, Yuanbao’s dad is such a humorous personChapter 28 · This name sounds like some kind of unspoken codeChapter 29 · Don’t you dare steal Yuanbao’s little dad!Chapter 30 · You’re so smart, it’s only natural that our child is clever too.Chapter 31 · That’s definitely a hickey!Chapter 32 · We simply can’t compete!Chapter 33 · Big Dad, you’re not allowed to bully Little DadChapter 34 · Amusement ParkChapter 35 · Big Dad, you have to protect Little DadChapter 36 · Go eat friesChapter 37 · These fries are so deliciousChapter 38 · Yuanbao imitated his dad’s tone: “No, no~”Chapter 39 · Did you hurt Daddy’s hand?Chapter 40 · Were the father and son plotting something behind my back?Chapter 41 · They really went a little too far in the future.Chapter 42 · Sudden feeling of being “needed”Chapter 43 · The little guy tells his dad everythingChapter 44 · Why was Dad secretly observing him?Chapter 45 · I’ll introduce you to these two adorable peopleChapter 46 · According to family hierarchyChapter 47 · Yuanbao is mine and Jingyuan’s childChapter 48 · Little Yuanbao, you sound just like your dad talking right now!Chapter 49 · Are you happy today?Chapter 50 · Waaah, how could Daddy say such bad things about Yuanbao to Little Daddy?!Chapter 51 · Dad, will Yuanbao have a younger brother or sister?Chapter 52 · Let him handle the whole “conquering” thing!Chapter 53 · Dad, do you miss dad?Chapter 54 · Yuanbao’s Dad, how about we start dating?Chapter 55 · Did the two fathers talk for two days before telling Yuanbao?Chapter 56 · I’d like a different birthday presentChapter 57 · I love playing like this with my two dadsChapter 58 · Dad, come home soonChapter 59 · Jingyuan, let me hold you for a whileChapter 60 · Big Dad and Little Dad are just like Yuanbao’s left and right feetChapter 61 · Yuanbao, how about letting your father sleep in the middle?Chapter 62 · Waiting for your goodnight kissChapter 63 · Philodendron, McDowellChapter 64 · Little Dad is so badChapter 65 · Yuanbao wants to stay home and play every dayChapter 66 · Where’s my little Yuanbao?Chapter 67 · He’s my childChapter 68 · Two fathers?Chapter 69 · Does French Fries taste the same?Chapter 70 · Teacher AnnieChapter 71 · You’re bullying meChapter 72 · Big Dad asked Little Dad to kiss you for himChapter 73 · I think what’s missing is a formal confessionChapter 74 · If the ingot is an inward square, thenChapter 75 · Little Potato Ball and Daddy PotatoChapter 76 · That must be some other silly kidChapter 77 · In the future, how about I help you pluck out your white hairs?Chapter 78 · Little Dad already tried his best to help you!Chapter 79 · You can only blame the prize for being too temptingChapter 80 · Little Dad will hold a personal art exhibition just for youChapter 81 · Shall I make it up to you?Chapter 82 · Little Dad, kiss kiss~ Help Yuanbao give Big Dad a kiss tooChapter 83 · You’ll just say he’s a relative’s childChapter 84 · #PeiJingyuanMalePregnancy#Chapter 85 · Family GatheringChapter 86 · Extra 1Chapter 86 · Yuanbao will work hard and make lots of money!Chapter 87 · Who’s he messaging?Chapter 87 · Extra 2Chapter 88 · Why are you blushing?Chapter 88 · Extra 3Chapter 89 · Let’s get marriedChapter 89 · Extra 4Chapter 90 · Hair CutChapter 90 · Extra 5Chapter 91 · They’re willing to accept you as part of the familyChapter 92 · A Family DinnerChapter 93 · This is Yuanbao’s… very, very tall Big Dad, Nie ShenyuanChapter 94 · The wedding