"Uncle! Uncle Ji Han!"
Hearing Shi Mianmian call him, Jing Jihan put down his phone as the door was suddenly pushed open.
Mianmian peeked her little head inside, her face full of smiles: "Mommy said we’re having hot pot today! I helped Mommy buy a ton of delicious food at the supermarket, Uncle, come eat with us~"
Shi Su carried the groceries into the kitchen with a cheerful step.
It was clear she seemed to be in an exceptionally good mood today, and the tension in Jing Jihan’s eyebrows, which had been furious because of Jing Luozhou’s antics, eased slightly.
Shi Mianmian ran over, her soft little hand placed in his big one, the other arm hugged his leg as she looked up and whispered: "Uncle, my mommy is in a really good mood today, she was even humming a song outside~"
"Really?" Jing Jihan looked down at the little one tightly hugging his leg and lightly tapped her little head: "Do you like clinging to legs that much?"
"Hehe." Shi Mianmian simply wrapped both arms around him: "I like Uncle Ji Han. Are you going to be my daddy?"
Jing Jihan carefully observed her serious little expression, bent down to make eye contact, and gently wrapped her in his arms: "Mianmian, you can’t choose a daddy casually."
Shi Mianmian’s playful little face softened considerably: "Ah... but I like uncle..."
"Liking someone is liking them, and a daddy is a daddy. This role is very important for you and your mommy; you can’t just call anyone that because you like them. It wouldn’t be fair to you or your mommy." Jing Jihan ruffled her little head: "But Uncle promises, now and in the future, that I’ll always care for you and like you. Whenever you need me, I’ll be here."
Shi Mianmian didn’t understand that this promise, which seemed light-hearted on the surface, actually meant she now had the backing of the most prestigious figure in both Jiang City and the entire domestic business world, a support many could only dream of.
But she still pouted, her little face sulking as she murmured: "Uncle doesn’t like my mommy."
Jing Jihan laughed helplessly: "That’s not true."
Mianmian’s eyes instantly lit up with joy: "Then, Uncle, you do like my mommy?"
Jing Jihan tried to explain in words a child could understand: "The person who saved me from the Grim Reaper, how could I not like her? You’re both fairies, and I like you very much."
The little one, hearing this, suddenly turned and ran out laughing. Jing Jihan thought she was happy, stood up, and glanced at his phone on the table, recalling the nonsense Jing Luozhou had said in front of the old man, causing him some headache.
"Mommy! Mommy!" Shi Mianmian ran towards the kitchen, shouting: "Uncle Ji Han just said, Mommy, you’re a fairy!"
Shi Su, who was washing vegetables, was startled, left bewildered: "Huh?"
Shi Mianmian blinked her big eyes at Mommy and continued loudly: "Uncle Ji Han also said he likes you!"
Shi Su: "...??!"
Jing Jihan, just stepping out of the bedroom: "..."
The water was boiling, and Shi Su, while adding vegetables, awkwardly avoided the gaze of the man sitting across from her at the dining table. She added some slices of meat and gently stirred them with the communal chopsticks.
"I made a clear broth hot pot, you can eat everything."
Seeing the pot almost full with vegetables and meat, and no one making a move to eat, she quickly picked up a bowl, served some, and placed it in front of him. Accidentally meeting his gaze, she discreetly looked away again, continuing to avoid his eyes, and turned to serve meat to Shi Mianmian.
Jing Jihan remained calm, only glancing at the little troublemaker as she eagerly stuffed meat into her mouth.