The man stood tall and imposing at the entrance, a coat draped over his arm. He wore only a crisp white shirt, every button meticulously fastened, exuding an aura of cool, restrained elegance.

The moment he saw the little girl, the stern lines of Huo Tingyan's face softened instantly.

"Daddy!" Su Luo's eyes sparkled, her small face brimming with joy as she flew into his arms like a jubilant little bird.

"Daddy, Luoluo missed you so much! Did you miss Luoluo today?" The little girl cooed sweetly, nuzzling against him like a kitten seeking affection.

Huo Tingyan stiffly wrapped an arm around her. Breathing in the sweet, milky scent of the little bun, the man felt the emptiness inside him instantly fill. His gaze softened until it seemed it could melt into tenderness.

"Daddy, did you miss me? Did you, did you?" she persisted, lifting her head from his chest. Her bright eyes looked up at him, shining with anticipation.

"Hmm." Huo Tingyan paused, a hint of awkwardness crossing his features. He murmured softly, "I did."

How could he not? Her adorable little face had occupied his thoughts all day, disturbing his focus at work. He'd rushed home the moment he finished, eager to see her as soon as possible.

Even Huo Tingyan hadn't expected that one day, a little girl would occupy his thoughts so completely.

"(≧▽≦) Hehe, Luoluo missed Daddy so, so much!" Hearing the words she longed for, Su Luo beamed, her big eyes curving into happy crescents.

"What happened to your face?" Huo Tingyan finally noticed her swollen cheek.

Combined with her earlier words, his eyes instantly darkened. The air around him grew cold and oppressive.

"Who did this?" Huo Tingyan's low voice simmered with suppressed rage.

Fury ignited within the man. He'd only been gone a day, and someone dared to bully his daughter!

His hand gently touched her swollen cheek. A flash of pain crossed his eyes. "Does it hurt?" he asked, his voice low.

Not wanting to worry her father, the little girl shook her head obediently. "Luoluo doesn't hurt."

"Huo Xiao San, what is this? You'd better give me a satisfactory explanation." Huo Tingyan wasn't about to let it go. His icy gaze, sharp as knives, fell upon his nephew.

"Th-third Uncle..." Huo Tianlin's legs turned to jelly. He stared at him, trembling.

In this household, he feared this Third Uncle more than anyone—more than his own father!

A single glance from Huo Tingyan was enough to make the unruly little tyrant instantly docile, trembling like a quail, neck tucked in, not daring to utter a peep.

"Was it you?" Huo Tingyan narrowed his eyes, his gaze dangerously fixed on the boy.

If he didn't get a proper explanation today, this wasn't over!

Huo Tingyan pressed his thin lips together, his jawline tight, reining in the surging anger.

No matter who it was—no one could bully Huo Tingyan's daughter!

"Third Uncle, I'm sorry, it's all my fault..." Huo Tianlin looked ready to cry, his legs trembling so violently he nearly collapsed.

He'd only gotten halfway through his sentence when he abruptly realized something was wrong.

Huh? Wait a minute...

Huo Tianlin suddenly smacked his own head, gritting his teeth in realization.

Why should I take the blame for that dog bastard Siyang?

"Daddy, it's not gege's fault! It's Deadface's fault! He bullied Luoluo!" The little girl immediately wriggled out of Huo Tingyan's embrace, explaining urgently.

"Deadface?" Huo Tingyan lowered his gaze slightly, looking at his daughter's innocent, confused little face. His brow furrowed deeply.

Who was this "Deadface"?