Chapter 280 (Bonus Chapter)

280:

"Why didn't you tell me you were coming back?"

Ye Qingxi looked up at him, her eyes radiating undisguised brightness.

Mu Shaowu couldn't help but laugh, "Of course I wanted to give you a surprise!"

"Are you surprised?" he asked Ye Qingxi.

Ye Qingxi nodded, somewhat surprised.

Mu Shaowu ruffled his hair and took his hand, leading him to his car.

After getting into the car, he hugged Ye Qingxi tightly and kissed him twice on the face. "I missed you so much, Daddy."

Ye Qingxi: ...

Ye Qingxi suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

"Did you have meal?"

"Not yet, I'm waiting to eat with you."

"Then let's drive quickly," Ye Qingxi said with concern. "I'm hungry now, let's eat when we get back."

"Okay," Mu Shaowu said with a smile.

He pinched Ye Qingxi's cheek, turned around, and started the car.

Ye Qingxi sat in the passenger seat, chatting with him, "Has filming wrapped up yet?"

"Not yet, the crew will need another two days. There are still some supporting roles whose scenes haven't been filmed."

Ye Qingxi nodded. It seemed that his Uncle Feng would have to be busy for another two days.

"So, since you're back this time, you're not leaving again?"

"Of course." Mu Shaowu smiled and glanced at him.

Ye Qingxi was happy; this way, they could spend more time together.

Yay!

Mu Shaowu returned home, and Ye Qingxi went back to his bedroom and started sleeping with him.

In response, Mu Feng spoke specifically with Mu Shaowu, asking him when he planned to sleep separately from Ye Qingxi.

Mu Shaowu was momentarily stunned.

He genuinely didn't realize the problem.

“You can’t keep sleeping with him forever,” Mu Feng said. “He will grow up eventually and will have to start sleeping alone.”

That's what he said, but he and Ye Qingxi had only been sleeping together for a year and a half. Mu Shaowu always felt like he had just had a child, and subconsciously he was unwilling to be separated from his child.

"Let's wait a little longer," he said. "Xiao Xi is a very smart and opinionated child. If he feels it's time for him to be independent, he should tell me on his own."

"If I tell him, he might think I don't want to sleep with him and he'll be unhappy."

Moreover, Mu Shaowu thought to himself that he and Ye Qingxi rarely saw each other, and when they finally did, he couldn't bear to let the child sleep alone.

Upon hearing this, Mu Feng nodded slightly.

He wasn't telling Mu Shaowu these things to make him immediately separate from Ye Qingxi and sleep separately; he just wanted to raise that awareness in him.

After all, this was Mu Shaowu's first time raising a child, and he was raising the child alone. Others had their wives by their side who could discuss things together, but he was all alone.

He'll have to put in a lot of effort.

Thinking of this, Mu Feng asked him, "How are things between you and Feng Que?"

"Huh?" Mu Shaowu didn't expect him to ask that, and replied, "It's alright."

"Are you still maintaining this fake romantic relationship?"

"Um."

"How long will this take?"

"By the end of December this year," Mu Shaowu replied, "there are still more than seven months left."

"Alright," Mu Feng said, "then you can go back first."

Mu Shaowu nodded and left Mu Feng's study.

On his way back to his own bedroom, he passed by Ye Qingxi's bedroom.

Mu Shaowu pushed open the door, and Ye Qingxi's bedroom was filled with toys and dolls, which were cute and childlike.

This was installed for Ye Qingxi when he first arrived, but now, more than a year later, Ye Qingxi still hasn't enjoyed it.

Letting go is always a difficult lesson for parents.

This was the first time Mu Shaowu had become a parent, and the first time he had encountered such a topic.

He wasn't used to it yet, and he hadn't thought of his own answer.

Perhaps, when Ye Qingxi is a little older, he will know how to let go and how to complete this task.

But not now.

He still can't bear to part with it.

I'm really reluctant to part with it.

Mu Shaowu slowly closed Ye Qingxi's bedroom door and returned to his own bedroom door.

He pushed open the door and went inside.

Ye Qingxi is on the phone with Qin Yuan.

"Your uncle will treat you to a meal in a few days."

"Okay," Ye Qingxi replied.

"By the way, let me tell you about Jin Yue's current profit and loss situation."

Qin Yuan had actually wanted to tell Ye Qingxi about this a long time ago. At the end of last year, Jin Yue's financial report came out, showing that it was neither profitable nor loss-making. For a newly established company, this was a very good start.

Ye Qingxi was filming, and just when she finished, Qin Yuan had something else to do and had to go on several business trips.

It dragged on until now.

Ye Qingxi: ? ? ?

Ye Qingxi really wanted to ask his uncle, "Do you think a six-year-old like me can understand this?"

"What is profit and loss?" Ye Qingxi pretended to be clueless.

Qin Yuan: ...I forgot, his little nephew is only six years old and doesn't understand these things yet.

"It all comes down to whether you've made money or not."

"So, did I make a profit?"

Qin Yuan: Not yet.

Ye Qingxi responded with an "Oh".

“But it should start making money this year,” Qin Yuan said immediately. “Judging from the current situation, Jin Yue’s development trend is not bad. Although it did not make a profit last year, it did not lose money either, which is already very rare for most companies. So I think its development will definitely be better this year.”

Ye Qingxi looked innocent and said, "Uncle, I don't understand."

Qin Yuan: ...That's normal, he's only six years old.

"It's alright," Qin Yuan said. "Anyway, your uncle will keep an eye on things for you."

However, since Ye Qingxi is ultimately the shareholder, Qin Yuan still felt that regardless of how the business developed each year, whether it made a profit or a loss, and what the future development trend would be—whether it would continue to develop healthily or encounter problems—new judgments needed to be made. Ye Qingxi should know some of these things.

You may not understand it, but you should know it.

In this way, as he grows up, he won't be completely clueless about his company and have no sense of participation whatsoever.

"You watch TV first, and your uncle will tell you when we meet."

"Okay," Ye Qingxi said. "Goodbye, Uncle. Take care of yourself and don't be too busy."

"Okay," Qin Yuan said with a smile, "You don't need to be too busy."

"Mm." Ye Qingxi nodded.

He hung up the phone and looked up to see Mu Shaowu walking in.

"Who are you talking to on the phone?" Mu Shaowu asked curiously.

“Uncle Qin Yuan,” Ye Qingxi replied, “Uncle said he’d treat me to dinner in a few days.”

Mu Shaowu laughed, "You really have a lot of dinner parties."

Ye Qingxi thought so too.

But there's nothing we can do; everyone's doing it for his own good.

So let's eat.

After all, eating is a very enjoyable thing.

So, on Sunday noon, Ye Qingxi went to have lunch with Qin Yuan as promised.

Because the topic of Jin Yue was to be discussed, Qin Cheng was not present at this meal.

Qin Yuan ordered Ye Qingxi's favorite dishes, chatting with him as she served him food.

Ye Qingxi listened quietly, thinking that he was really responsible. Even though he knew that the person in front of him was just a six-year-old child, he spoke as if he were giving a work report, meticulous and orderly.

Ye Qingxi ate while making "uh-huh" sounds of approval.

Qin Yuan smiled at him and asked, "Did you understand?"

Ye Qingxi actually understood, but of course he couldn't nod, so he shook his head without hesitation.

"Then you hum."

"Uncle, you're definitely right, so I'll just listen to you."

"Be careful, your uncle might sell you out, and you'll still have to count the money for him."

Ye Qingxi laughed and asked, "Uncle, how much are you planning to sell me for?"

Qin Yuan thought for a moment and teased him, "Let's sell it for 100 billion."

“Then sell it to my grandpa, my grandpa has money.”

“I wouldn’t dare sell it to your grandfather. You should sell it to your father instead. Your father is easier to talk to than your grandfather.”

"That's true," Ye Qingxi nodded.

"Then we'll sell it to my dad, and Uncle, you'll have money!"

Qin Yuan laughed heartily, "Your uncle is quite wealthy now!"

That's right, otherwise how could we give him such a big red envelope during the Chinese New Year?

“Then Uncle still wants to sell me, but I won’t let Uncle sell me anymore.” Ye Qingxi puffed out her little face.

Qin Yuan couldn't help but chuckle, "Okay, I won't sell it to you now. I'll sell it to you when my uncle runs out of money."

"I'm selling this to my dad!"

"Of course, no one can afford it except your father."

As the two were talking, Qin Yuan's phone suddenly rang.

He answered the call, and Ye Qingxi noticed a subtle change in his expression. It wasn't obvious, but it didn't escape his notice.

Is something wrong?

"Okay, I understand." Qin Yuan said and hung up the phone.

Ye Qingxi asked with concern, "What's wrong?"

"It's alright," Qin Yuan said with a smile.

"Really?" Ye Qingxi was skeptical. He said, "Uncle, I've finished eating. If you have something to do, we'll go first."

"I already said I'd go see a movie with you in a bit."

"Let's do it next time," Ye Qingxi said. "Next time, let's invite Brother Qin Cheng and go together."

Qin Yuan thought for a moment and agreed, "Okay."

He admitted, "I do have something to take care of, so I need to go over there. I'm sorry, Xiaoxi, but next time, your uncle will treat you and Xiaocheng to a movie together."

"Mm." Ye Qingxi nodded.

Qin Yuan stood up and left the hotel with him.

He took Ye Qingxi home.

Ye Qingxi waved to him and reminded him, "Drive carefully on the road!"

"Okay." Qin Yuan chuckled.

I never imagined that one day a child would come and remind him to be careful.

He patted Ye Qingxi's head, watched him enter the house, and then drove back.

Ye Qingxi pushed open the villa door and found that there was an extra pair of shoes in the house.

He looked at them and felt that the shoes looked somewhat familiar.

I feel like I've seen this somewhere before, but where?

Ye Qingxi didn't think much of it, changed her shoes, and walked towards her room.

He left home at 11:30 and was brought back by Qin Yuan; more than three hours have passed without him realizing it.

Ye Qingxi was a little sleepy and thought she could take a nap and get up to eat at five o'clock.

He went up the stairs and walked to Mu Shaowu's bedroom, where he heard sounds coming from inside.

"Sure, with your guidance, I think I'm starting to grasp the feeling."

"That's right, don't you even know who I am?"

It was the voice of Feng Que.

Ye Qingxi remembered, and said that he had seen those shoes somewhere before, on the film set, during the reshoot.

The temperature in City S is higher than here, so when he went there in March, it was already warm.

Unlike here, it only starts to warm up in April.

But why would Feng Que come here?

Is something the matter?

Just as Ye Qingxi was about to push the door open and go in, she heard her father's voice coming from the crack in the door that wasn't closed tightly.

"But I'm still a little nervous. Do you think I'll get the role?"

Audition? Ye Qingxi wondered, what kind of audition did her father want her to do this time?

Ah! Ye Qingxi remembered!

In the original book, after the broadcast of "The Clouds Disperse and the Rain Clears," he was spotted by director Xu Hong and cast as an important supporting actor in his new movie. Judging by the timeline, this should be the movie.

Ye Qingxi was instantly delighted.

He still remembers this supporting actor, who was a great help to his father's film career.

But the next second, he heard Feng Que's voice, "Why are you so nervous? You've already played my male lead, why are you still nervous about him?"

"That's different. I didn't even get the role of your male lead in the audition. If it weren't for Xiao Xi, who would know who your male lead is now?"

"Then I noticed you weren't nervous when you met my parents."

"Why should I be nervous?" Mu Shaowu said matter-of-factly. "I'm not really your boyfriend."

"Isn't that acting too? Just put the same effort into playing my parents, and you'll definitely succeed."

"That won't do," Mu Shaowu refused. "Can playing your fake boyfriend be the same as acting? These are two completely different things!"

Ye Qingxi: !!

Ye Qingxi was stunned for a moment.

What did his father say? What does it mean to pretend to be your boyfriend?

Is he playing Feng Que's fake boyfriend?!

When did this happen?!

How could he not know!