The Bear Dumbling

Late morning sunlight warmed the Hao residence.

Most of the mansion was quiet.

Except the living room.

On the large sofa, Wang Yi was lying sideways like a completely unbothered cat.

One arm hung lazily over the couch.

A book rested on his chest.

His eyes were closed.

He wasn’t reading.

He was napping.

Again.

Across the room, Hao Jiwan sat at his desk working through a stack of documents.

His posture was straight and serious

.

The contrast between the two of them was almost ridiculous.

One looked like the busiest man in the world.

The other looked like someone whose life goal was doing absolutely nothing.

The door suddenly burst open.

“JIWAN!”

A tall man walked in without permission.

His hair was messy but stylish, his expression lively and dramatic.

This was Jiu Chiwan.

Jiwan’s childhood friend.

The only person in the world who dared to barge into his house like this.

Jiu Chiwan stopped mid-step.

His eyes slowly moved toward the sofa.

Then back to Jiwan.

Then to the sofa again.

There was a stranger in Jiwan’s house.

Sleeping.

Lazily.

While Jiwan was working.

Jiu Chiwan felt a strange anger rising inside him.

All his life Jiwan had told him the same thing.

“Work harder.”

“Stop being lazy.”

“Focus.”

But now—

There was someone literally sleeping like a cat in the middle of the room and Jiwan was doing nothing about it.

“…Who is that?” Jiu Chiwan whispered

dangerously.

Jiwan didn’t look up from his documents.

“Wang Yi.”

“That doesn’t answer my question.”

Jiwan calmly signed another paper.

“My partner.”

Jiu Chiwan froze.

“…Your WHAT?”

Before he could explode further, small footsteps approached.

A tiny child walked into the room.

It was Hao Mian.

Today the boy was wearing a soft brown hoodie shaped like a bear.

The hood had two small round ears.

The sleeves were slightly too big for him, making his small hands disappear inside the fabric.

His soft black hair peeked out from under the hood.

His big dark eyes made him look like a tiny dumpling.

A very serious dumpling.

He held his stuffed rabbit tightly in his arms.

Jiu Chiwan crouched down to his level.

“Hao Mian, who is that person?”

The child looked toward the sofa.

Wang Yi was still sleeping peacefully.

Then Hao Mian answered in his quiet voice.

“…That’s my mama.”

The entire room froze.

Jiwan stopped writing.

Jiu Chiwan slowly turned his head.

“…Your WHAT?”

On the sofa—

Wang Yi opened one eye.

He had heard it.

Mama.

His heart felt strangely warm.

He slowly sat up and stretched lazily.

A proud smile appeared on his face.

I have been promoted.

He looked at the small child.

“My precious dumpling.”

Hao Mian blinked but didn’t deny it.

Jiu Chiwan looked like his brain had stopped working.

“…Jiwan.”

“Yes.”

“…You got married and didn’t tell me.”

“Yes.”

“…You have a child calling someone mama.”

“Yes.”

“…And that mama is sleeping on your sofa.”

Jiwan finally looked up.

“Yes.”

Jiu Chiwan held his head dramatically.

“This friendship means nothing to you.”

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Matchmaker Mode Activated~

Jiu Chiwan stared suspiciously at Wang Yi.

He looked… surprisingly harmless.

Soft hair.

Relaxed posture.

Lazy expression.

Not what he expected from Jiwan’s partner.

But if Hao Mian trusted him…

Maybe he wasn’t bad.

Still.

Jiu Chiwan suddenly felt a strong sense of responsibility.

These two clearly don’t know how relationships work.

He glanced at Jiwan.

Working like a robot.

Then at Wang Yi.

Half asleep again.

I must fix this.

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Around noon, Wang Yi suddenly sat up.

“…I’m hungry.”

He looked around.

No chef.

No food.

He sighed dramatically.

“This house has failed me.”

A servant quickly explained nervously.

“Mr. Wang Yi… the chef is absent today.”

Wang Yi blinked.

“…So there’s no food?”

“Yes.”

Wang Yi slowly stood up.

“…Fine.”

He walked toward the kitchen.

Jiwan looked up slightly.

Jiu Chiwan watched curiously.

Hao Mian quietly followed.

Inside the kitchen—

Wang Yi rolled up his sleeves lazily.

“Cooking is troublesome…”

But hunger was stronger.

So he started cooking.

Fifteen minutes later—

The entire house smelled amazing.

Even the servants were shocked.

The dishes looked beautiful.

But the smell alone was enough to make anyone hungry.

Wang Yi sat down and began eating.

Jiu Chiwan immediately grabbed a bowl and took a bite.

Then he froze.

“…Jiwan.”

Jiwan looked up.

“…Yes?”

Jiu Chiwan pointed at the food.

“Can I steal your chef?”

Jiwan frowned slightly.

“What chef?”

“This chef.”

Jiu Chiwan pointed at the kitchen.

“This food is incredible.”

Before Jiwan could answer—

A small voice spoke.

“My mama made it.”

Everyone looked at Hao Mian.

The child proudly hugged his rabbit.

“…Mama cooked.”

Jiu Chiwan slowly turned toward Wang Yi.

“…You cooked this?”

Wang Yi nodded lazily.

“Yes.”

“…Did you take professional cooking classes?”

Wang Yi leaned back in his chair.

“…No.”

Jiu Chiwan blinked.

“Then how—”

Wang Yi casually waved his hand.

“This was my first time cooking.”

Silence.

Jiu Chiwan stared at him like he had just heard something impossible.

“…Cooking is difficult.”

Wang Yi shrugged.

“I could do it with my left hand.”

Jiu Chiwan looked completely flabbergasted.

Jiwan, however, watched quietly.

Earlier—

Wang Yi had solved a company problem in seconds.

Now—

He cooked restaurant-level food “for the first time”.

Jiwan leaned back slightly.

His eyes narrowed.

This man…

is definitely hiding something.

Meanwhile, Hao Mian was happily eating.

He looked at Wang Yi with sparkling eyes.

“…Mama is amazing.”

Wang Yi felt proud again.

His precious dumpling had spoken.

This small child who trusted no one…

Had chosen him.

And suddenly—

Wang Yi decided something.

Anyone who hurts this kid…

will regret it.

Even if he had to use more than 10% of his brain.

Jiwan watched the two of them quietly.

For some strange reason…

Seeing Hao Mian cling to Wang Yi like that…

Made him feel something unfamiliar.

Something suspiciously close to…

Jealousy.

Jiu Chiwan noticed immediately.

His eyes sparkled mischievously.

Oh ho.

This will be interesting.

The great Hao Jiwan…

Jealous of his own son.

Jiu Chiwan leaned back with a grin.

Don’t worry, best friend.

Your matchmaker is here~

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