VHBF -Chapter 154 The School Tyrant Daddy (Part 16)

When the car reached a fork in the road, the assistant asked, “Young master, are you still living in that apartment?”

Shen Lian stiffened for a moment, only then remembering that he had already moved into the old man’s villa with the kid…

So now… was he supposed to take the old fox there?

“……”

Shen Lian had no time to keep being jealous over Yinyin. One hand braced against the car window, he shot a (pretended) lazy glance over and said, “The apartment’s being renovated. I just moved into the villa.”

The assistant nodded and was about to tell the driver to change direction—when a soft, childish voice sounded from behind.

“But didn’t Daddy say we had to move because it was too small?” Yinyin said. “Yinyin thinks Daddy looks really happy living in a big house!”

Yinyin tilted her little head in confusion, trying to read the truth off her daddy’s face.

Shen Lian: “……”

After a moment…

Shen Lian: “……”

The assistant held back his laughter and had the driver head for the small villa.

Beside them, the handsome man who had been turned into a “tree” for a chubby little dumpling to climb on curled his lips upward slightly.

Shen Lian was furious—so furious he was about to lose his mind.

That flamboyant blue short hair practically stood on end from anger. He glared, wanting to argue with the little rascal who had just exposed him, even wanting to threaten her that if she kept making trouble, he’d send her to the police uncle again.

But Yinyin only looked at him innocently with her big round eyes. Her chubby little face bloomed into a sweet, soft smile—like a little sugar fairy, sweet and squishy.

Shen Lian: “……”

The blue-haired youth sat by the window, let out a long breath, irritably ruffled his hair, then simply reached out and started tickling Yinyin. This bad little brat!

Yinyin burst into laughter, rolling around on the seat. “Hahaha Daddy—don’t—don’t tickle me… hahaha…”

Rolling over toward Shen Huainan again, Yinyin seized the chance. She climbed over Grandpa’s legs to the other side, using Grandpa as a barrier so Daddy couldn’t reach her.

She lay proudly on Grandpa’s legs, made a face at Daddy, and said smugly, “Daddy, you can’t tickle Yinyin now!”

Shen Lian: “…If you’ve got guts, then come out here!”

Yinyin stuck out her tongue and clung tightly to Grandpa’s thigh. “Not going, not going! Daddy’s bad, Daddy tickles Yinyin, I’m not going!”

Still laughing, she added, “Grandpa’s protecting Yinyin! Daddy can’t tickle me!”

Shen Lian: “……”

If it weren’t for that old fox sitting between them, he would’ve rushed over, grabbed Yinyin, and given her a good spanking. What was that saying again? Kids—if you don’t beat them for one day, they’ll tear the roof off!

The assistant secretly glanced back through the rearview mirror and saw his boss sitting there, steady as a mountain, with a lively, mischievous little dumpling clinging to him. Looking at it like this… there really was a strong “grandpa” vibe.

Their boss—world-famous billionaire CEO, one of the nation’s idols, always on the covers of financial magazines. Countless people tried to latch onto him, calling him dad, brother, husband—but no one had ever called him grandpa.

And now, finally, there was one.

This little dumpling the young master had picked up—when he’d only seen her in files before, she’d just seemed pretty and cute. But after meeting her in person, she was endlessly amusing.

The Lincoln drove smoothly all the way to their destination, letting the young father and daughter fool around inside the car.

Shen Huainan’s gaze calmly swept over the furnishings inside the villa, inspecting them.

Perhaps because a child was living here now, the villa no longer reflected Shen Lian’s former preference for hip-hop, that cool, rebellious youth style. Instead, it was filled with a strong sense of childlike fun.

Children’s toys, decorations, dolls, and plushies could be seen everywhere. On the tables were all kinds of snacks meant for kids.

Shen Lian… Shen Huainan remembered that he used to dislike these things, especially sweets. And yet now, they appeared in every corner of the house.

Shen Huainan lowered his head. On the floor, Yinyin was tiptoeing hard, trying to pull Grandpa’s big hand. When she couldn’t reach it, she tugged enthusiastically at his pant leg.

“Grandpa, come quickly! Yinyin will take you to eat yummy food!”

They were all treasures Yinyin had secretly hidden away. Aside from Daddy, she only shared them with Grandpa.

Holding a pink little box, she took the snacks out one by one—each one her favorite. She offered them eagerly to Shen Huainan, presenting them proudly in her milky little voice.

“Grandpa eat! Super yummy! Yinyin likes them the most!”

Yinyin had grown up knowing hardship and understood that tasty things didn’t come easily. Her chubby little face showed a hint of pain as she swallowed and said, “Tasty, right? Yinyin gives them to Grandpa. Yinyin won’t eat.”

What she meant was that she’d save today’s portion and tomorrow’s portion for Grandpa. She wouldn’t eat for now—she’d wait until Grandpa had eaten enough before eating herself. A very thrifty little dumpling with a strong sense of planning and “financial management.”

President Shen, however, clearly didn’t realize this. He thought… that Yinyin couldn’t bear to eat them herself and was giving them all to him.

Shen Huainan had never eaten snacks in his life, and he had even less experience interacting with children. Back then, he had raised his heir strictly by the book. Later, at the appropriate age, he entered a family marriage and had Shen Lian.

Even after having a son, Shen Huainan had never truly spent time with him. He was always busy with work. And when he finally looked up again, his son had already grown into a rebellious teenager.

Now…

After a one-second pause, Shen Huainan reached out his large hand to take the candy Yinyin offered him. His palm faced upward.

Yinyin placed the first piece in—it was accepted. She was very happy and squinted her eyes.

She put in another piece—Grandpa still took it.

Thinking it might not be enough, she tentatively added a third piece. The handsome grandpa accepted it again… but his hand still didn’t withdraw.

Yinyin: “……”

The little one frowned slightly, troubled.

Was Grandpa planning to take all of her stock?

Only when Shen Huainan’s hand was completely full did he finally say, “That’s enough.”

Feeling that those two words didn’t quite match Yinyin’s enthusiasm, Shen Huainan added, “Your name is Yinyin?”

Yinyin looked up in shock. “Grandpa only knows my name now?”

She huffed, feeling that Grandpa didn’t value her enough. “Yinyin already hugged Grandpa and even gave Grandpa snacks—how can you only know now?”

The overly familiar Yinyin didn’t know that in the adult world there were words like warming up slowly, or weighing things carefully.

The adult world was something Yinyin would never understand—worldly and indifferent. Who would show their soft belly to someone they’d just met? Who would cling, act cute, and even offer their most beloved things as gifts? To adults who had seen all kinds of complexities, this was almost unimaginable—especially for someone like Shen Huainan, a super domineering CEO, the pinnacle of complexity.

He paused slightly and said, “You like these? I’ll have the assistant buy you a whole truck tomorrow.”

Nothing was more tempting to Yinyin than snacks delivered by the truck. One truck wasn’t enough—then make it two!

She instantly forgot what had just happened, cheering as she bounced up from the floor. She no longer felt any pain over the snacks Grandpa had “greedily” taken. Overjoyed, she rushed forward and gave him a big bear hug, clinging to him like a little koala cub. Since Shen Huainan was sitting on the carpet, she easily wrapped her arms around Grandpa’s neck and planted a loud smack on his handsome side profile, smearing his face with saliva.

After kissing him, Yinyin cheered, “Grandpa is the best!” She gave a thumbs-up and even made a little heart gesture.

Shen Lian, who had just come downstairs: “……”

Yinyin was delighted. Hearing her dad’s voice, she waved at him. “Grandpa is going to buy Yinyin a whole truck of yummy food! Daddy, aren’t you happy? Yinyin can share some with you!”

Shen Lian: “……”

Not happy at all!

Seeing Yinyin still clinging tightly to that old fox’s neck, Shen Lian thought bitterly—so what if you’re the richest man? Buying snacks by the truck? With Yinyin’s tiny body, can she even finish them?

She’s about to turn into a ball, and she’s still eating more?

One day, he would defeat that old fox!!!!

Rolling his eyes, Shen Lian walked past Yinyin and snorted. “Heartless little white-eyed wolf!”

Did she forget who raised her with blood, sweat, and tears, taking her everywhere, turning him—the school tyrant—into a near full-time nanny? Now that she’d met a richer grandpa, she didn’t even recognize her dad anymore!

Shen Huainan wasn’t in a rush to talk things through with Shen Lian. He had cleared a few days in his schedule, treating it as a short vacation.

He’d originally planned to stay in Lin City for just one day, but now he’d changed his mind.

The handsome father-and-son duo plus one little Yinyin were preparing for dinner. Shen Lian and Shen Huainan sat opposite each other like the Chu–Han boundary line. Yinyin dragged over her little stool, looking left and right, her chubby face scrunched in worry—should she sit with the handsome and generous Grandpa, or with the best Daddy in the whole world?

She dragged the stool back and forth. Both men at the table looked at her at the same time. After five seconds of hesitation, she pulled the stool toward Shen Lian.

Placing it beside him, she stretched out her arms and looked up, asking Daddy to pick her up and place her on the chair.

Shen Lian’s mouth curved into a huge grin, showing eight teeth, extremely satisfied with the little one’s good judgment. At a critical moment, she still knew to choose Dad—so he hadn’t doted on her for nothing!

He instantly forgot the earlier heartache and transformed into a model “24-filial” super dad, constantly serving Yinyin food and fussing over her.

He even shot a smug look at the old fox across the table—see? No matter how rich you are, you can’t buy my kid!

With a spoonful of steamed egg custard in her mouth, Yinyin looked up at Grandpa and said, “Grandpa, eat more! This eggy-egg is yummy too!”

Shen Huainan responded softly, “Mm.”

Mm… it’s getting cold. Time for the son to go study abroad.

When the assistant returned after stepping out to take care of personal matters and purchase daily necessities for the boss, he discovered that the young master’s Yinyin had already won over their boss.

For example, the richest man in the world was now frowning at a plush toy. “What brand is this? What material is it made of? Is it qualified? Does it meet safety standards for young children?”

The assistant twitched at the corner of his mouth, honestly checked online, and Shen Huainan said, “Go buy better ones.”

Assistant: “……”

Strictly speaking, even though Shen Lian was just a student, as the son of the richest man, the things he bought weren’t cheap—but they still didn’t meet the richest man’s standards.

Once Shen the tycoon started doting on Yinyin, it was pure money-burning.

The assistant looked at Yinyin—freshly bathed, changed into little dinosaur pajamas, sitting obediently beside his boss and playing—and sighed. She was cute, yes, but how was her ability to win hearts so strong?

Neither of the Shen father-and-son duo had escaped her charms.

It was only their first meeting, yet the boss was already buying her snacks, toys, and even worrying whether the things she used and played with met safety standards…

This really was something a domineering billionaire would think about…

The assistant had a feeling—this little Yinyin was going to be something else in the future.

With these two doting on her, she’d be ruling the world.

Yinyin, however, had no intention of ruling the world. As a three-year-old, her thick skin and natural friendliness were real enough. Standing at the staircase, holding Daddy’s hand with one hand and Grandpa’s with the other, she said, “Grandpa, sleep together with Yinyin and Daddy tonight!”

“I heard that sleeping together means bad guys won’t catch you! Grandpa is so handsome—very dangerous! Yinyin can protect you and Daddy!”

Shen Lian’s mouth twitched. Freeing one hand, he lifted the kid and headed upstairs. “Go sleep. Where did all this nonsense come from?”

Shen Huainan’s gaze softened slightly as he watched Yinyin struggle to get down, still calling for Grandpa to come up quickly. He smiled and nodded at her—but didn’t move his feet.

The assistant behind him asked, “Sir, aren’t you going to sleep?”

Shen Huainan returned to the living room, sat on the sofa, and opened his laptop. The assistant sighed inwardly—truly a workaholic, working even on vacation.

Shen Huainan paused and said, “Immediately place an order. Check the brands of those snacks, screen them, and make sure they meet standards. Deliver them tomorrow.”

Then he added, “One truck.”

Assistant: “……”

The poor assistant’s face scrunched up as he desperately wanted to ask—What kind of god-tier snacks would actually meet your billionaire standards, sir?!