What on Earth Had She Started Keeping Now?

"The boss blew up again."

"He's really vicious today."

"Yikes... once he's done yelling at them, please don't let him yell at me."

At Huanyu's internal meeting, Fu Yunting wore a thunderous expression as he berated several people who had made mistakes until they could no longer lift their heads.

Those who had yet to suffer trembled in their seats, silently wailing, Don't call on me, don't call on me. Please, don't call on me.

But sometimes, the very thing people feared was exactly what happened.

"Planning Department!"

Fu Yunting looked cold enough to devour someone.

The person he called on instantly went ashen and handed over the prepared project proposal with trembling hands.

Please, someone, anyone, save me!

"Ring, ring..."

A distinctive ringtone sounded, putting everyone present on high alert.

Who hadn't silenced their phone while Fu Yunting was in a rage?

We're done for...

As that thought crossed their minds, they watched Fu Yunting take out his phone, looking as though they had seen a ghost.

Then that handsome face, which had seemed shrouded in storm clouds, actually broke! Into! A! Smile!

"Uncle?"

Almost everyone held their breath as he answered the call.

Their eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

A soft, sweet voice came through the phone, its tone a little cautious and tentative.

At the sound of it, the dark clouds over Fu Yunting's head seemed to disperse.

"Mm, what's wrong, kiddo? You're still awake?"

Instantly, everyone in the conference room turned to look at him in unison.

They looked somewhat horrified.

Good grief, that voice just now-did President Fu actually sound gentler?

Qin Yan's voice continued coming through the phone.

"Am I bothering you, Uncle?"

Qin Yan had actually wanted to call her eldest uncle much earlier.

But she had worried that he was very busy and she might disturb him, so she had put it off until now.

It was evening already, almost her bedtime.

Fu Yunting said without batting an eye, "Of course not."

Qin Yan breathed a sigh of relief, then asked in her soft, sweet voice whether he was coming home today.

"You're coming home so late today, Eldest Uncle."

There was a barely perceptible hint of attachment in her little babyish voice.

Fu Yunting certainly enjoyed that.

The kiddo cared about him.

"I'll be home soon."

"Mm, don't wait for me. Go to bed yourself. Be good."

After hanging up, Fu Yunting looked up to find everyone in the conference room staring at him.

His smile instantly fell, and he scowled at them in displeasure.

"What are you looking at me for? Are the answers you need written on my face?!"

Good. That was the familiar tone again.

Still, after the interruption from that phone call, he wasn't quite so furious.

Later, to resolve the problems sooner and get home earlier, he barely even delivered any lengthy tirades.

He simply pointed out the problems quickly amid a stream of curses, telling those whose proposals wouldn't work to get lost and redo them.

Those with minor issues made changes on the spot and got approved.

When it was finally over, Fu Yunting became that somewhat approachable, down-to-earth company president again.

He was practically two different people at work and outside it.

"That's all for today's meeting. You'll be busy for a while. Everyone's performance bonus will be doubled this year."

Wonderful!

Everyone instantly forgot how wronged they had felt while being scolded.

Their big boss might have two faces, but he gave his company's employees everything they were due.

The salaries he offered were high, too.

So what if they got yelled at? They got yelled at here and earned good money.

At other companies, not only would they earn less while getting yelled at, but sometimes their pay would even be docked.

Who said their boss was stingy?

Besides, starting today, they wouldn't believe in gods or Buddhas. They would believe in the boss's little niece. They ought to put her on an altar!

Fu Yunting didn't bother looking at their beaming faces. He packed his things and left.

He hadn't seen the kiddo all day and rather missed her.

At that moment, Qin Yan was nestled in Younger Uncle's arms while he blow-dried her hair.

She wore pale yellow pajamas with short sleeves and shorts, with a silly-looking little yellow duck over the tummy.

The skin on her arms and legs was exposed, snowy white with a faint pink tint at the joints.

Her limbs were plump like sections of lotus root, as though even her bones would feel soft if squeezed.

She had been well cared for, and all the old injuries on her body were gone.

That was thanks to the powerful Life Tree Crystal Core. Its own healing and purification abilities were already formidable.

With ordinary medical treatment, no matter how well she was cared for, traces would certainly have remained on her body.

At that moment, she was like a sweet-smelling, soft little cake that made people want to take a bite.

The docile, soft little thing was like a kitten, tilting her little neck up slightly and narrowing her eyes as she enjoyed Younger Uncle blow-drying her hair.

"All done."

The hair dryer fell silent. Qin Yan's hair was warm, and the heated air had blown her little face rosy as well.

"Mm, okay."

The pretty, slightly dazed baby answered drowsily.

She stuck up her little bottom and crawled to the side, then sat on the sofa.

The fluffy little thing yawned.

Fu Nanshan took a comb and silently smoothed her somewhat messy hair.

"When is Eldest Uncle coming home?" she asked in her drowsy little baby voice, trying very hard to open her eyes and make herself more alert.

Fu Nanshan said, "I don't know."

"Then can I wait for him?"

Fu Nanshan said, "No."

With that, he firmly picked up the sweet-smelling baby and carried her upstairs.

"Bedtime."

Qin Yan said, "%#@￥&"

Fu Nanshan lowered his eyes. "What?"

Qin Yan tilted up her pretty, fair little face, her eyes innocent.

"Mm, I don't know either."

Sometimes she really wanted to talk, but when she didn't know what to say, she would babble unintelligibly.

She was tucked into bed.

The fair, soft little thing wriggled around inside for quite a while before cautiously poking out the part of her head above her eyes.

Huh? Younger Uncle was still there!

Fine, it looked like she couldn't wait for Eldest Uncle to come home.

This time, Qin Yan obediently lay down and closed her eyes.

Then she reached out a little hand and patted her tummy.

"I'm going to sleep."

She spoke in her babyish voice.

"Night-night, Younger Uncle."

Only then did Fu Nanshan nod. Before leaving, he gently patted her fluffy little head.

The room fell quiet, and Qin Yan opened her eyes.

Meimei nestled against her little neck, purring.

"Kiddo, go to sleep. Early to bed, early to rise, and you'll grow tall."

Qin Yan gave a murmured hum of agreement.

She also turned her little face and nuzzled the adorable little mouse.

"Good night, Meimei."

The little baby who had still been thinking about waiting for her eldest uncle to come home could no longer resist her sleepiness and soon fell fast asleep.

Only at around eleven was the bedroom door carefully opened.

The newcomer moved very softly, as though afraid of disturbing the baby sleeping inside.

Jinbao lifted an eyelid for a glance, shifted position, and went back to sleep.

The Bee Queen, however, had never seen Fu Yunting before and aggressively moved to give this man who had intruded into the room a few stings.

Meimei lowered her voice. "You reckless idiot, that's the kiddo's eldest uncle. Just try stinging him. You'll be thrown out tomorrow."

The Bee Queen immediately froze in midair.

Fu Yunting looked at the bee not far from him. It was so big.

"What on earth has the kiddo started keeping now?"