Tech Dominator Starts with Raising Kids

The sky outside was gray and overcast in the early morning, dampening anyone's spirits just from a glance.

Especially since today marks the start of regular classes, the students felt particularly downcast.

However, the thought of finally seeing classmates they hadn't seen for a month lifted their spirits a little.

Early in the morning, Mo Jingchun climbed out of bed.

Boiling water, cooking porridge~

After setting up the rice cooker to make porridge, Mo Jingchun went back to bed for a nap.

Everyone who's ever slept knows that this feeling is pure bliss.

At seven o'clock, the alarm clock rang on time, accompanied by a buzzing vibration.

For the little one, the alarm was completely ineffective, as if the sound was automatically blocked out.

In the blankets, the little one had their butt stuck up, head buried under Mo Jingchun's arm, sleeping very comfortably.

Unfortunately, this cozy and comfortable bed was about to leave Candy, and the little one still thought they could sleep until nine or ten as usual.

After Mo Jingchun got dressed, he forcefully booted up Candy.

How could a boot-up be complete without a startup chime? Naturally, the little one's start-up chime was unique.

The little one cried messily – at the slightest loosening of attention – crying messily as they crawled back into bed.

Fortunately, Mo Jingchun timely took out a baby-quieting magic wand, a bottle of milk at just the right temperature.

Holding the bottle, the little one's body convulsed slightly, clearly not fully recovered from the earlier state.

After finishing the milk, Candy obediently handed the bottle back to Mo Jingchun, then lunged into his arms.

The little lazybones, waking up is really exhausting.

Mo Jingchun helped the little one put on a shoulder bag just the size of a palm, carrying a schoolbag, big and small, heading towards the classroom.

On the way, there were students hustling hurriedly all around, both male and female, sporting dark circles under their eyes.

Clearly, last night many were still immersed in the last hurrah before the new term started.

"Why is Mo Jingchun coming so late? If he doesn't hurry, he'll be late."

"Seriously, even if he's late, how could he let Candy be late? If Candy doesn't graduate by the fourth year, Mo Jingchun can't escape responsibility!"

"That's right!"

It's said when three women sit together, there's always drama; with fifteen girls together, it's even more so.

"Here he comes, here he comes."

"My adorable Candy is finally here."

As Mo Jingchun walked into the classroom carrying Candy, dressed in a cute little tiger outfit, the fifteen girls charged towards them like bees to honey.

In a blink, Mo Jingchun, who was among the girls, got squeezed out of the crowd.

It wasn't just the girls; quite a few boys reached out to touch the little one's adorable cheeks.

During the break, the girls were surprised to find that Candy could hold onto things and wobble to walk!

Oh my god!

The girls crouched down to Candy's level with curiosity, as if discovering a new continent.

The little one was tiny, and very cute.

"Mo Jingchun, Candy can walk now?"

Mo Jingchun glanced at the class monitor, who was making a fuss and calmly said, "He's almost a year old, being able to stand up isn't unusual, is it?"

Yang Xiaoyu: ???

Isn't it normal for children to start walking after one year old? Could it be that with better modern nutrition, children develop faster?

At this moment, the little one hugged Mo Jingchun's leg, raised their head, and sweetly called out, "Brother... hug..."

"Older sisters are nice, and smell sweet too.

But brother is the best, especially his cozy warm embrace, it's very comforting.

With a grin from ear to ear, Mo Jingchun lifted his sister Candy up just as the class bell rang.

In the data structures class, as Mo Jingchun was holding his sister Candy, he suddenly felt something in the little one's pocket.

Mo Jingchun reached out to feel it, and when he took it out, he was dumbfounded.

Red envelopes, Mo Jingchun counted, there were exactly fifteen.

No need to guess—it was the girls who stuffed them. It seemed like a well-planned operation.

There wasn't much money in the envelopes, just a hundred each.

However, these red envelopes couldn't be accepted.

For Mo Jingchun now, a hundred yuan is nothing, he could earn that in minutes.

But for most students, a hundred yuan was a significant portion of their allowance.

More importantly, perhaps someone saw that others were prepared and felt embarrassed not to give anything.

This is definitely something Mo Jingchun didn't want to see.

After class, Mo Jingchun immediately found the girls and returned the envelopes to them.

"Candy received all your blessings, it's enough if you keep the red envelopes."

Seeing they were still insisting, Mo Jingchun shrugged helplessly and said, "Alright, cards on the table, I'm a millionaire."

The girls stared at Mo Jingchun with peculiar expressions, and Deng Lanlan even reached out to feel Mo Jingchun's forehead temperature, comparing it with her own.

"He doesn't have a fever, so why is he talking nonsense?"

"Is his brain messed up?"

Mo Jingchun was exasperated, "Your brain is messed up."

"Really, last semester I founded a company, you can check, it's called Candy Technology Co., Ltd."

As soon as Mo Jingchun finished speaking, someone actually looked it up.

"Wow, it's true. But why is it selling spoons instead of candy?"

At this moment, Li Xuanyu exclaimed, "Isn't this the smart anti-shake spoon that's been trending on short videos recently?"

"Ahem, humbly speaking, that's a product of my company."

For a moment, Li Xuanyu was at a loss for words.

Losing out in final exams was one thing, but this guy secretly opened a company too.

He opened a company and it's making profits.

How can you compete with that?

You can't compete, end of story.

Returning to the dorm, the girls were still in shock.

Meanwhile, in the teacher's apartment, as Mo Jingchun was cooking in the kitchen, he had an extra hanging attachment on his leg.

The little one refused to sit in the high chair, insisting on hugging a leg to stop whining.

When eating, the little one held the bottle and sucked, but their little eyes were always fixed on Mo Jingchun's bowl.

In the little one's mind, whatever brother was eating had to be the tastiest.

The new semester life was very bland, except that Candy occasionally brought some joy to classmates.

Moreover, the library became one of everyone's favorite and most frequently visited spots during after-class hours.

Except for Mo Jingchun, who spent most of his time running to the company off campus.

On Saturday, while sitting in the office babysitting and coding, Mo Jingchun had no idea that down in the office building, three people in suits had arrived.

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