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    Chapter 2: Baby Daddy 2 (Bug Fix)

    Baby Daddy 2

    "Awoo~"

    A soft, timid howl drifted in from the grassy lawn outside, like a fluffy brush against the ears.

    Fang Zhixu was daydreaming about his happy, wealthy future when his train of thought was interrupted. He stopped at the sound and looked toward it.

    Beyond the corridor on the first floor was a wide expanse of lawn. Sunlight streamed through the leaves, casting dappled spots. Behind the towering trees, a small, snow-white figure poked out half his body, tilting his little head and looking this way timidly.

    He was tiny, small enough to fit in one hand, completely snow white like a marshmallow covered in fluff. His two little wolf ears were black, and there was a distinctive teardrop shape on his forehead. His round eyes held a hint of timidity, making him so adorable it tugged at the heartstrings.

    The moment their eyes met, both the man and the cub froze.

    Fang Zhixu: "?"

    The wolf cub's short tail wagged furiously, like a puppy.

    "Awoo~"

    Wife~

    Fang Zhixu stood still, not moving. Seeing this little guy staring at him without blinking, he felt like the cub was calling him: "Are you talking to me?"

    "Awoo!"

    "This is a snow wolf," said Su Yanche beside him.

    Fang Zhixu looked at Su Yanche, who was the team leader Principal Su had assigned to guide him: "This is a snow wolf? Why is he so tiny? Is he a newborn pup?"

    "No, he's special, smaller in size."

    Fang Zhixu had never seen a snow wolf before. He thought wolves were all majestic and fierce, never expecting a cub to be this adorable. And his size was very small, looking like a newborn cub. He was instantly charmed by his cuteness.

    So cute!!

    He couldn't hold back any longer. Tiptoeing over, he crouched down a few steps away, held out a hand to the little wolf cub, and cooed in a baby voice: "Baby, what are you doing here? Come here, come here."

    "Awoo~"

    The little wolf cub wobbled toward him, like a toddler just learning to walk. His fluffy little head tilted up, his nose gently brushed against his hand, then he stuck out his tongue and slowly licked it.

    Leaving his own saliva mark on his fingertip.

    Fang Zhixu felt a ticklish sensation from the lick and couldn't help laughing. He tried to pull his hand back.

    But the little wolf cub looked up at him with wet eyes, pitifully, letting out a soft, tiny awoo from his throat. He buried his whole little head in Fang Zhixu's palm, rubbing it gently back and forth, acting spoiled.

    Adorable! Absolutely adorable!

    Fang Zhixu's heart instantly melted into a puddle.

    He picked up the little wolf cub, settled him securely on his lap, and placed his palm over the tiny fluffy body. He rubbed him up and down, left and right, all over, from head to tail, from his soft belly to his fluffy little paws—no spot was missed.

    Fang Zhixu's eyes sparkled like they held sunshine, and he couldn't help blurting out: "You're so cute~"

    "Awoo~"

    Hearing the little wolf cub respond to him, Fang Zhixu couldn't resist burying his face into his soft, warm belly: "Baby, can you understand what I'm saying? So well-behaved~"

    "Awoo awoo~"

    The little wolf cub's eyes grew dreamy from the rubbing, sprawled out and letting himself be petted, his tail wagging especially happily.

    As everyone knows, snow wolves are different from dogs; they don't wag their tails for social purposes. In most cases, their tails hang naturally, and even when excited, they only lift them slightly—rarely do they wag like a dog begging.

    Su Yanche beside him watched the little wolf cub lying like a lord in the other's arms, belly exposed, letting himself be petted, and the corners of his mouth lifted almost imperceptibly.

    Those previous keepers who cried and quit… you had it rough.

    Fang Zhixu was done petting. Holding the little wolf cub, he turned his head to look at Su Yanche: "Xiao Su, what's this little wolf cub's name? And can they leave the Wolf Circle by themselves?"

    Su Yanche smiled: "He's the Little Wolf King you're supposed to take care of, Lu Yanli. Normally, wolf cubs aren't allowed to leave the Wolf Circle freely. He probably sneaked out to see what the new keeper looks like."

    The Little Wolf King gave Su Yanche a resentful stare.

    Su Yanche smiled without speaking.

    Fang Zhixu was stunned. He looked down at the snow-white little furball in his arms. The little guy was tilting his head, staring at him without blinking.

    "So you're the Little Wolf King?" He gently lifted the little bundle in his arms, held him up in front of him, brought his face close to him, his eyes full of laughter: "Such a pretty little wolf king?"

    Lu Yanli nuzzled his nose, tilted his little head, and stared at him: "Woo~"

    Holding the little guy, Fang Zhixu turned to Su Yanche and nodded confidently: "He's so cute, how hard can it be to take care of him, right?"

    ...

    Just an hour ago, Fang Zhixu was standing at the dormitory entrance, hesitating and agonizing over whether to accept the offer.

    His main worry was being cheated.

    But when he opened the door and saw the dormitory environment, he felt he didn't need to keep hesitating.

    Three bedrooms and a living room, bright and spacious—it was way better than the storeroom.

    The house his parents left him was stolen by his uncle, and he had been sleeping in a cramped storage room stacked with cardboard boxes, forced to listen to children crying, quarrels, and curses every night.

    Because he didn't have the means, he could only swallow his anger and endure.

    But now he had an opportunity. If he stayed, he would gradually gain the ability to reclaim his own house, take back what was his, and no longer have to endure their stares.

    The contrast in that moment made it pointless to keep agonizing over whether he was right for the job.

    Fang Zhixu took a few deep breaths, patted his own chest: "It's okay, you've got this. Your parents are gone, you're on your own, an orphan with nobody to care for you, living under someone else's roof, yet you still got into college, got a full scholarship, held down three jobs—those tough days are behind me. What else could be too hard to get through?"

    He looked at his own reflection in the glass cabinet, his eyes filled with determination: "You're definitely going to make it big." "You're definitely going to get the house back."

    So, on the spot, he agreed to Principal Su and started the job.

    In the afternoon, Principal Su took him on a tour of the base, introducing him to all the areas. He also asked if Fang Zhixu would be interested in pursuing a graduate degree in animal protection, which would complement his computer science background. If he was willing, Principal Su could be his mentor.

    Fang Zhixu didn't expect such a leg up right after taking the job. He didn't dare to agree right away, saying he'd think it over, since he wasn't familiar with this field yet. He wanted to see if he could get used to the work first. If it really was a good fit, he wouldn't rule out furthering his education.

    Principal Su simply smiled and nodded, clearly agreeing with his reasoning.

    "Can I start working officially tomorrow?"

    "Of course you can," Director Su looked at Fang Zhixu. "You can start whenever you're ready."

    "Then I'll start tomorrow!" Fang Zhixu nodded firmly.

    Director Su smiled and asked, "Do you need a ride home to pick up your clothes and luggage?"

    Fang Zhixu shook his head. "I won't go back for now. I have an extra set of clothes in my backpack." Aside from his parents' belongings, most of the things at home had already been sold off by his uncle, and there wasn't much else.

    Director Su paused for a moment, as if realizing something. He noticed the boy was wearing a faded, slightly loose tracksuit—fabric soft but plain.

    Yet even so, it couldn't hide the kid's clean, clear disposition. Standing there, he was like a resilient little blade of grass.

    "I saw work uniforms in the closet. I'll wear those." Fang Zhixu looked down and touched his clothes. "They feel better than what I'm wearing."

    Director Su recalled something, a soft glimmer of affection in his eyes, but he concealed it when the boy looked up. He smiled and said, "Don't worry. As long as you're willing to work here, everything will be provided for you. Clothes too."

    "Really?" Fang Zhixu's eyes lit up. "Director Su, you're too kind!"

    Seeing this childlike side of him, Director Su couldn't help but laugh softly. "I'm glad you decided to stay. This job isn't like working outside—you won't have much freedom. So I'll do whatever I can to help you."

    It was already hard enough to keep someone around; if he didn't treat them well, he was afraid they'd run off.

    "Okay, Director Su. I'll do my best!"

    Seeing Fang Zhixu energetic, Director Su smiled. "Let me introduce you to your team leader who will guide you. If anything comes up, feel free to ask him."

    "Great, great."

    In the Snow Wolf Sanctuary, most were researchers who also served as caretakers. The office was located within the sanctuary, and during shift rotations, they would organize research data and study monitoring footage.

    "Currently, there's only one group in the sanctuary, with eleven cubs and twelve researchers. Now including you, there are thirteen. So you'll have twelve good companions—no need to worry too much."

    The afternoon sunlight slipped in through the open door, like a small fish swimming into the office.

    At that moment, only one person was in the office—a young man in a light blue shirt sitting by the window. He was organizing documents, his sharp jawline outlined by the light, refined and gentle, with a calm demeanor.

    When the door opened, he instinctively looked up.

    Just one glance, and his movements suddenly froze.

    "Yan Che, come here," Director Su called to his younger son sitting inside. "This is your new colleague, Fang Zhixu. I'd like you to guide him. Zhixu, this is Su Yanche. Let him take you around first. If you have any questions, you can ask him."

    Fang Zhixu took in his tall, well-proportioned figure, the gold-rimmed glasses adding a warm elegance. As he walked over slowly, Fang Zhixu was momentarily stunned, unable to look away.

    Such a good-looking colleague.

    "Hello, I'm Su Yanche." Su Yanche smiled gently and extended his hand. "Nice to meet you. Just call me Xiao Su."

    Fang Zhixu snapped out of it and shook his hand. "Hello, I'm Fang Zhixu."

    "Your desk is here. Put your things down, and I'll take you inside to get familiar with the environment?" Su Yanche let go, pointing to the empty desk on his right.

    "Sure, sure." Fang Zhixu walked over to the desk, placed his backpack on the chair, and after setting it down, he pressed lightly on the bag to make sure it was secure before straightening up.

    Soon, the two walked out of the office side by side.

    "This is the changing room. Our protective coats and gloves are here. Change into them before work each day, two sets a day. After lunch and at the end of the shift, put them in the laundry basket. A dedicated staff member will disinfect and wash them. There are also sneakers and rain boots for different scenarios—all yours."

    Fang Zhixu followed Su Yanche into a room.

    He looked around the bright, spacious changing room. Along both walls were lockers labeled with employee numbers and names. The window overlooked the Syrk Grassland, stretching to the mountains and the blue sky, a sight that lifted the spirits.

    *Click.*

    Fang Zhixu turned at the sound and saw Su Yanche attaching a silver magnetic nameplate to the locker door.

    The nameplate read: "Employee ID: 199033" and "Name: Fang Zhixu."

    He was startled—he had just accepted the job—how could his nameplate already be ready? It was as if they had been waiting for him.

    "This is your locker." Su Yanche lightly touched the fingerprint lock and opened the settings menu. "Come on, set your fingerprint password."

    "I feel like..." Fang Zhixu shuffled forward hesitantly, placing his thumb on the fingerprint scanner. "You were already waiting for me to join."

    "Awoo~"

    "Awoo!"

    The Little Wolf King's paw had been reaching for Fang Zhixu's face, but his front legs were too short to reach, only brushing his chest, calling out to get his attention.

    Fang Zhixu looked down at the cub in his arms, the cub's eyes fixed on him. "What's wrong?"

    A few beeps, and the locker door clicked open.

    A clean, disinfectant scent filled his nose. Inside hung two pink long-sleeved coats with his nameplate and a wolf cub logo. A pair of gloves lay on the shelf above, and below were a pair of pink rain boots and a pair of black sneakers.

    "Awoo awoo! Look at me!"

    Fang Zhixu had no idea what the Little Wolf King was howling about. He ruffled its head, then glanced at the pink coat hanging inside. "?"

    ...Was this the work uniform?

    "The Little Wolf King likes pink," Su Yanche explained, seeing his confusion. "It's his favorite color."

    Fang Zhixu looked down at the cub's bright, shining eyes. The little creature was tilting its head up, tail wagging gently.

    "You like pink?"

    "Awoo!"

    "Are you a girl, baby?" Fang Zhixu couldn't help picking it up to check.

    The Little Wolf King stiffened, a resentful look in its eyes.

    "The Little Wolf King is a male wolf," Su Yanche said with a laugh.

    "Oh, oh." Fang Zhixu saw that the cub seemed a bit unhappy, so he leaned in and gave it a kiss. "Sorry, sorry, my mistake! You're a boy, right!"

    The Little Wolf King, soothed by the kiss, wagged its short tail.

    "Let's change first. Normally, I wouldn't recommend holding a snow wolf directly—even a cub is still a wolf. For safety reasons, coats and gloves are a must." Su Yanche walked to his locker and put on a black coat.

    Fang Zhixu leaned over to peek at Su Yanche's coat, then looked at his own pink one. Eh, what did a pink coat matter? With such a high salary, he'd even

    Fang Zhixu listened very attentively, worried he might overlook any important instructions.

    He looked down at the snowy white little furball in his arms. The little one was looking up at him, his moist eyes fixed on him without blinking.

    Fang Zhixu couldn't help but laugh, shaking the cottony bundle: "Hope you'll take good care of me from now on, Little Wolf King."

    Lu Yanli nuzzled against his chin, letting out a soft, babyish whimper.

    Hello, wife.

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