Yuanyuan now had her own children’s smartwatch with a phone feature, and since her two brothers already had their own phones, she naturally assumed that Shen Ji must have one too.

After a brief hesitation, Shen Ji ignored his uncle’s frantic signals and stepped forward. He picked up a small stick from the ground and, with some difficulty, wrote a number on a piece of tissue.

“I don’t have a phone. This is my home phone number,” Shen Ji explained as he carefully folded the tissue and handed it to the little girl.

Children often make requests on a whim, and Shen Ji didn’t want to disappoint Yuanyuan. He figured that by tonight, the small scrap of tissue paper would probably be lost anyway.

“Thank you, brother Shen Ji,” Yuanyuan said as she gently took the tissue, placing it carefully in the small pouch of her jacket. “If Yuanyuan calls you, you have to answer, okay?”

“Okay.” Shen Ji nodded before standing up and following his uncle as they left.

Watching Shen Ji’s slender figure grow distant, Yuanyuan sighed softly, her eyes filled with reluctance.

“Why are you sighing?” Yu Jinxiao couldn’t help but chuckle at her tiny adult-like demeanor.

Yuanyuan pouted and said, “Brother Shen Ji is leaving again. Our time together is getting shorter and shorter.”

She was thinking about the dream she had before. In that dream, a grown-up Shen Ji had pointed a gun at her father’s head. Since it was a premonition, Yuanyuan believed she had to work hard to build a good relationship with Shen Ji now, so she might prevent him from hurting her father in the future.

Although Shen Ji was still far from growing up, Yuanyuan couldn’t help but worry.

Completely missing Yuanyuan’s train of thought, Yu Jinxiao’s mind wandered in another direction. Could his little girl be sad just because Shen Ji is good-looking?

At her young age, she was already starting to appreciate handsome boys? The realization hit him like a lightning bolt.

Kids grow up so fast! Yu Jinxiao thought, shocked. What else have I missed?

But he quickly calmed down. She’s my daughter. In the future, she’ll have her pick of men—only those who meet my standards, of course. No one’s getting her easily.

As this thought crossed his mind, Yu Jinxiao let out a soft, sinister laugh.

Feeling a sudden chill, Yuanyuan looked up to see her father smiling menacingly, and she shuddered. Terrified, she backed away slightly, her wide eyes full of confusion.

Realizing that he had accidentally shown his inner thoughts on his face, Yu Jinxiao quickly cleared his throat and acted as if nothing had happened. “Let’s go. Time to eat some fruit.”

“Yay! I want strawberries!” Yuanyuan’s face lit up at the mention of food, and she gleefully raised her little arms, running ahead in excitement.

Just as they were about to reach their camp, Yuanyuan tripped and fell onto the grass. But instead of crying, she quickly got up and resumed her cheerful run, waving her arms in delight.

Watching from the sidelines, Gao Zhou couldn’t help but remark, “Miss Yuanuan is very resilient.”

Yu Jinxiao’s eyebrow twitched slightly, unimpressed. “It was just a little fall.”

Just then, not far away, another child tripped on the grass and immediately let out an ear-splitting wail, akin to a rocket launching.

Yu Jinxiao’s eyebrow twitched again. “Hmm, maybe she is pretty tough.”

At the camp, Gao Zhou was busy preparing fruit, unaware of what had just transpired. Yu Yingze and Yu Mingxi eagerly recounted the story, adding their own exaggerated flair. Hearing how Yu Jinxiao had scolded those men, especially Shen Ji’s uncle, Gao Zhou slapped his thigh in regret.

He wished he had been there to witness it. He had disliked that uncle for a long time.

Yu Yingze was particularly thrilled. Today, his dad had been super cool—not only had he taught those who wronged him a lesson, but he had also dealt with Shen Ji’s awful uncle.

Munching happily on an apple, the little boy kept grinning and gazing off into the bushes.

Heh, today had been an amazing day!
Suddenly, from the bushes, Yu Yingze noticed three familiar heads poking out, spying on them.

It was the three boys from earlier—Slit-Eyes and his two brothers!