The Fiercely Adorable Chubby Jin: Doted on by the Wealthy and Powerful

The Shen family’s little heiress, nicknamed Pang Jin, had just turned one.

Her arms and legs were as plump as lotus roots, and the baby fat on her cheeks squeezed her features into an adorably innocent expression. Before crying, she would pout and spend three seconds working up to it, giving the adults plenty of time to surrender.

She was the only girl of her generation in the Shen family. Her father was a tycoon worth hundreds of billions, yet he kept a warm bottle in his suit pocket every day and once paused a meeting halfway through to say, “Everyone, please wait. My daughter is hungry.” Her mother was a fiery-tempered jewelry designer who claimed she couldn’t spoil the child, then went and bought any rough gemstone her daughter had looked at twice, saying, “What if she likes it when she grows up?”

Her two older brothers were no less doting. The eldest was a top student who taught himself infant lip-reading and microexpression analysis for his sister, then filled an entire book with his “Observations of My Sister’s Behavior.” The second was a little miser who charged his classmates to see photos of her. When his parents were called to school, he defended himself without a trace of shame: “I’m sharing something beautiful.”

Then there was her trendy grandmother, obsessed with recording her granddaughter’s daily life in short videos; her godmother, who was convinced the little girl was a “lucky omen”; her scientist grandfather, who tried to explain every one of her behaviors scientifically; and the golden retriever who considered Pang Jin its number-one rival.

Everyone in the family competed to spoil her, while Pang Jin herself had no idea. She cared about only three things: her mother’s hem, her father’s tie clip, and the golden retriever’s ears.

This is the story of how one real baby, all on her own, turned everyone around her into an obsessive baby-spoiler.