"Muah!" Yang Xintian suddenly jumped onto Sun Dasheng, wrapping her arms around his neck and giving him a big kiss.

Sun Dasheng caught her by her small bottom, afraid she might fall.

"Alright, stop fooling around. Get down now."

But Yang Xintian didn't let him go. Only after kissing him to her heart's content did she finally lick her lips, satisfied.

"Uncle Sun, what did you eat today? Why does your mouth taste so sweet?"

"Weren't you eating with me? Do you even need to ask?" Sun Dasheng patted her bottom irritably, signaling for her to get down.

The footsteps outside were growing clearer.

"I'm not getting down! You have to beg me! I'll only come down if you beg me," Yang Xintian taunted, pulling a classic 'holding the emperor hostage to command the nobles' gambit.

Her bottom paid the price for that. It received a firm spanking.

"Ouch! You dare hit me? I'm going to scream for help!" The little witch, who feared nothing, was genuinely about to yell.

But Sun Dasheng quickly covered her mouth. "Alright, my little princess, I surrender. I'm scared of you, okay?"

"Hmph!" A triumphant look flashed in Yang Xintian's eyes.

Heh, you little punk. Scared now, are you? Let's see you dare to smack my bottom again.

Sun Dasheng understood her look and quickly begged for mercy. "I wouldn't dare! I'll let go, but you can't scream and shout, deal?"

"Fine. It's a good thing this princess has a soft heart," Yang Xintian nodded.

Sun Dasheng let go of her mouth.

"Ah—" Before the first sound could escape her lips, her mouth was covered again.

"Didn't you promise not to shout?" Sun Dasheng was getting a little angry.

But Yang Xintian felt wronged. With a pained expression, she mumbled, "Uncle Sun, you're poking me. It hurts."

Oh?

Sun Dasheng glanced down and saw that it was true. She had been in his arms, but had somehow slid down to his waist.

"Cough, cough... My mistake, I misunderstood. I'll let go now, but no more shouting, okay?"

"Of course. Just move that damn gun of yours."

He let go.

Yang Xintian slid off him, shot a glance at his waist, and spat, "Beast."

The doorbell rang.

Sun Dasheng straightened his clothes and opened the door.

"Da Sheng, let's go see your company," Madam Xie said. She then noticed Yang Xintian behind him and smiled. "Is this little girl still here?"

Yang Xintian immediately ran over and linked arms with her. "Uncle Sun was just helping me with my studies."

"Is that so?" Madam Xie gave her son a strange look.

He has the patience to tutor someone? Back in junior high and high school, he'd impatiently shoo away any female classmates who came asking for help.

But she didn't dwell on it. Learning not to judge people by past standards was the first lesson they had learned since coming to Shanghai City. Their son was no longer the person he used to be; she couldn't look at him through the same old lens.

She had no idea that the "studies" this little witch was talking about were physiological in nature; she had been asking Uncle Sun for an education of a different sort.

"You two seem busy, so I'll head home now. Bye!" Yang Xintian beat a hasty retreat under Sun Dasheng's threatening gaze.

"Such a lovely girl. Just a bit young, still in school, otherwise..." Madam Xie's words were cut off by Comrade Lao Sun.

"That's enough of that. Every time you see a girl, you start thinking she'd make a good daughter-in-law. Our son is successful now and getting more handsome by the day. We don't need to worry about him finding a wife."

"If anything, I'm worried he'll bring home so many women that he'll give you a heart attack," Comrade Lao Sun finished with a joke.

To his surprise, his words made Sun Dasheng break out in a cold sweat.

Is Comrade Lao Sun just joking, or does he actually suspect something?

However, Madam Xie's next words saved him. She swatted her husband's arm. "What are you talking about? My son isn't that kind of person. If he dares to be a scumbag, I'll break his legs."

"Mom's right! Comrade Lao Sun, don't you go accusing a good man," Sun Dasheng immediately sided with his mother, joining in on the criticism.

"I was just making a casual comment, not being serious. It was just a joke, haha..."

"Alright, stop your blabbering. Let's get going."

"Okay, let's go."

On the way to the company, Sun Dasheng made several phone calls.

By the time they arrived, a grand reception had been set up below the Starlight Building. Not only was a red carpet rolled out in the first-floor lobby, but it was also packed with two long lines of people.

The moment Sun Dasheng got out of the car and walked in, he knew this had to be the work of his cousin, Sun Dacheng.

He wasn't wrong.

A man with a somewhat sleazy grin soon emerged from the crowd. It was Sun Dacheng.

"Welcome, welcome! A warm welcome!" he commanded.

The employees standing in two rows followed his lead, waving their hands in unison. "Welcome! A warm welcome!"

Sun Dasheng rushed over and grabbed him. "What in the world are you doing?"

"Huh? Brother, didn't you tell me our uncle and aunt were coming and that I should prepare properly?" Sun Dacheng looked completely bewildered.

I was just following your instructions. Why are you yelling at me?

Sun Dasheng was at a loss for words.

I told you to get the company ready for my parents' visit, to make sure everyone was at their posts and knew not to make a fuss. The most important thing was to avoid chaos.

Who would have thought that in Sun Dacheng's ears, those words would translate into this spectacle?

Perhaps this was his idea of a "proper reception."

"Hello, Chairman!"

The surrounding employees greeted him, and he responded with a smile.

Well, since things had already come to this, he figured he might as well bite the bullet and go along with it.

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