Can I spend the New Year at your house?

Lu Huaiqian stood there at a loss, not knowing how to comfort her, so he had to call his brother's assistant for help.

The assistant was silent for a moment, then said, "Please give the phone to Mr. Liu."

Lu Huaiqian turned on the speakerphone without saying a word and handed the phone to Liu Qingzhi.

A steady voice came from the microphone: "Boss Liu, Boss Lu received a call from Director Gao this afternoon. He asked us if we should delete the kissing scene that the young master has in a few days..."

Liu Qingzhi's eyes widened on the spot: "Delete! Delete it completely! He... he's a brat, he insisted on filming a love scene with a man. I can tolerate it, but kissing a man is absolutely unacceptable! Delete them all! Don't leave a single one!"

"Okay, I'll go talk to them right away." After hanging up the phone, Lu Huaiqian saw that Liu Qingzhi's attention had been diverted and she seemed to have stopped crying. He breathed a sigh of relief and quietly stepped back.

After taking a step back, Liu Qingzhi turned around and looked at him, her mouth tightly closed, tears still flowing.

"Wow, this brat has grown wings and become very capable. Not only does he want to kiss men in front of the whole country, but he also has a bunch of women saying they want to be his mothers. He doesn't want me as his biological mother anymore, wow..."

Lu Huaiqian was in a dilemma listening to her crying, his whole heart was numb.

When his sister-in-law was pregnant, he was not married yet. Not only did he love to play, but he also couldn't do anything. Everything in the Lu family depended on his brother and sister-in-law.

The sister-in-law is kind-hearted. She arranged paid leave for other pregnant female employees, but she herself took the ball to play all over the field. In the days leading up to the due date, even Lu Huaicheng put down all his work and went home to stay with his wife, but Liu Qingzhi was still using the fax machine to handle company matters.

The president's wife, who was very capable of taking things seriously, seemed to take it for granted that the baby in her belly was as strong as she was, so she said nonchalantly that having a child was nothing compared to the ups and downs she had experienced in her life.

She has always been thorough in her work. No matter what situation she faces, she can arrange the best plan in a short time, and no matter how big the accident is, she can resolve it neatly.

This character developed over the years naturally breaks down the issue of childbirth into two paths, namely normal birth and abnormal birth.

It would be better if the baby could be born naturally. If not, they have already contacted a private hospital and hired a doctor who can perform the operation at any time. They are not afraid at all.

But to everyone's surprise, everything was calm during the days leading up to the due date. It was calm for one day, two days, three days, four days... until more than a week after the due date, there was still no movement in Liu Qingzhi's belly.

Now everyone felt something was wrong. They went to the hospital and found out that the child had done something crazy in the belly, and the umbilical cord was wrapped around his neck four and a half weeks. He was tired and drank more water, which caused the amniotic fluid index to be far below the normal standard. It made no difference whether he had amniotic fluid or not.

Although Liu Qingzhi had made preparations for both scenarios, the unborn baby not only did not give her the chance for a natural birth, but even the success of a caesarean section was uncertain.

Mr. Liu, who had always been calm, was now completely unable to remain calm.

During the preparation for the operation, everyone was extremely nervous. The nurse had to check the fetal heart rate every once in a while, for fear that due to a careless mistake, Young Master Lu would die in the womb.

The umbilical cord was wrapped around the neck for four and a half weeks and the amniotic fluid was dried up. I guess he thought that he would suffocate or strangle himself to death. It can only be said that the young master was too burdened by the rich family. Even when he was seeking death, he had to learn from his mother to come up with Plan A and B. He was not afraid that he would go too far and overflow the debuff, and lose his life in the next life in advance.

When Lu Huaiqian received the news and rushed to the hospital, he saw the child's father sitting with his mother on the hospital bed. His sister-in-law, who was always like an iron-blooded god of war, was crying miserably: "What will happen to this child in the future? Oh my God, he didn't want to live since he was in the womb... wuwuwuwuwuwu..."

Lu Huaiqian looked at the red little nephew in his elder brother's arms, and was also infected by the gloomy mood in the delivery room and his eyes were filled with tears. From then on, the whole Lu family held this child carefully in the palm of their hands, fearing that he would be gone in the blink of an eye.

Given that the child had been world-weary since childhood, they were overly concerned about taking care of Lu Xinyang. A genuine young baby boy had never worn a cute chicken or duckling costume. The patterns on his clothes were either the word "Fu" or the word "Shou", as if an antique from the previous dynasty had rejuvenated overnight.

It was not until he grew up successfully, and it seemed a little too successfully, that the Lu family gradually let down their guard and treated him like a normal child.

Liu Qingzhi's crying also attracted Xu Ma. The two of them hugged each other and cried until they hiccuped. "Madam, Yangyang will be back soon, right? Without him in this house, he's been bothering the chandelier upstairs every day. We can't even muster the energy to clean the house. Woo woo woo..."

"Don't worry, Xu Ma. He will definitely come back. He has nowhere to go. I've already told all his friends, but no one dares to take him in at this time. He can't stay alone, so he'll have to go home sooner or later."

Liu Qingzhi took a deep breath. "When he comes back, I can give him some time to finish filming that scene. But the script needs to be revised, so we can only shoot it in Shangchuan. After filming, he will come to work with me in the company. I have already arranged everything."

Xu Ma nodded. Lu Huaiqian showed his sister-in-law the down jacket Lu Xinyang had left on the sofa and the phone with a corner of its pocket sticking out. True to his nature, he made a bet: "Don't worry, sister-in-law. I'll bet a hundred yuan that Yangyang will definitely be back tonight. He has no money and hasn't had dinner, so he can't hold out for long!"

Liu Qingzhi turned her head and burst into tears again: "My silly son, how could you not even remember to take your clothes and mobile phone with you before you left? How can I feel at ease with you like this? Wuwuwu..."

Lu Huaiqian slapped himself silently and covered his ears with his hands, looking hopeless.

As soon as Ji Rongyu entered the house, what greeted him was not a warm hug from his grandfather, but the worrying hygiene problems at home.

Ji Guanghui was old and not as diligent and energetic as he was in his youth. In addition, his eyesight was getting worse and worse, so he turned a blind eye to the dust and stains in many places. Before leaving, Ji Rongyu had hired a part-time cleaner to come and clean on time, but he was unwilling to accept his age and wanted to save money, so he secretly fired the cleaner without telling his grandson.

Looking at the mud marks on the insoles, the dust under the curtains, and the melon seed shells that rolled to the bottom of the coffee table, Ji Rongyu threw his computer bag on the sofa and put the chicken, duck, fish and meat in the kitchen. He didn't even bother to wash his hands or cook the soup. Unable to bear it any longer, he picked up the tools and started cleaning.

Ji Guanghui acted like an old man for the first time in a long time, ordering Ji Rongyu to clean the house and cook, and then wash the dishes. After eating and drinking, he had to accompany the old man on his travels.

On the way to the emperor's house, Master Ji wanted to brag a little more because he had recently met an old lady who was good at fortune-telling and was learning the skills from her.

But Ji Rongyu received a phone call and had no time to listen to him chatter.

"Delete the kissing scene?" Ji Rongyu thought for a moment and said, "Has Sister Xiaoqing agreed? If she agrees, I have no problem with that."

After all, Ji Rongyu has never been in love, and the love lines in each of his novels are purely made up. He has been complained by new and old readers many times, such as "Can you make up something better?" and "If you can't write, don't write."

He had not given up hope at first, and when preparing the outline of "Trapped in Color", he also carefully crafted the emotional scenes.

But there are always more accidents than plans. After the novel was officially serialized, Ji Rongyu was so angry at the new leader who was parachuted into the company that he suffered from mouth ulcers repeatedly. He couldn't help but add his own personal opinions into the plot. As a result, he let himself go more and more as he wrote, changing the map and output crazily.

There are six units in total in "Trapped in Color", but none of them together can produce a leader who has a good ending.

After finishing the novel, his ulcer healed and he resigned from his job. One morning, he went out to buy groceries happily and saw sweet advertisements in the supermarket such as "XX jelly, as soft as a kiss". Then he suddenly realized that he seemed to have sent his love story to another planet.

Trying to make amends only at this point is as difficult as Nuwa mending the sky. Ji Rongyu sat there with the document open for three hours, and couldn't even squeeze in a scene of kissing, hugging, and lifting people up.

Later, when he began to adapt the script, he and Zhou Xiaoqing worked together to re-arrange the storyline, making it more perfect, and also squeezed in a few emotional scenes of hugs and kisses. But considering the volume of "The Color of the Fallen" itself, which is more than 40 episodes, adding or not adding these few emotional scenes actually makes little difference.

Now the director called and said that the investors asked to delete the intimate scenes. For Ji Rongyu, it was just a return to the starting point.

After hanging up the phone, Ji Guanghui asked him, "What kissing scene did you delete? Did you write a kiss in the script, but the actors refused to kiss?"

"It's not that the actor refused, it's for other reasons." Ji Rongyu thought about it and guessed that Lu Xinyang must have said something to his parents after returning home, and his parents were not happy about it, so they made this call.

"What's the reason? Tell me," the old man said, trying to steer the conversation towards himself. "If you don't tell me, I can tell you the answer through a fortune telling."

"I don't want to talk about it. I'd rather buy you a new grandson." Ji Rongyu skillfully blocked out the topic of superstition, then opened the Shangchuan map and began to look for a pet store with a good reputation nearby. "Do you want a cat or a dog?"

It hadn't been more than three hours since he got home, and Ji Guanghui had even found out the license plate number of their crew's food delivery truck. Ji Rongyu was very worried that if his grandfather continued like this, he would soon go from being the most popular old man to the most annoying one.

"No, I don't want that thing!" Ji Guanghui frowned. "It costs a lot of money to buy it, and it's expensive and hard to keep. I have to spend time and energy to take care of it and dress it up every day. I don't have the time for that."

"Then let's get one that's not expensive and not difficult to raise. Do you want one?" Just as Ji Rongyu finished speaking, a car came towards him. The headlights swept past him and finally stopped slowly less than two meters away from him.

The car window rolled down, and Lu Xinyang poked his head out: "Ji Rongyu, are you a good person?"

Ji Rongyu: “???!!”

Lu Xinyang blinked twice and said listlessly, "He's the kind of person who's willing to take me in and spend the New Year at your home."

"Wait a minute," Ji Rongyu widened his eyes in shock, thinking he was hallucinating, "Why are you here???"

Looking at the face that had become a little unfamiliar after just a few hours of separation, Ji Rongyu's first reaction was: Is there anything more precious and difficult to raise than this?

The second reaction was: Oh, the boasts he made for Ji Guanghui might burst soon...