Chapter 58 (Fifty-eighths update)

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Ye Qingxi watched as Mu Feng closed his laptop, walked towards him, happily took his hand, and headed towards the bedroom.

He even swayed in a good mood. Great! As long as he listens to bedtime stories every day and makes sure Mu Feng goes to bed early, Mu Feng will definitely live many, many more years.

He hoped that Mu Feng could live for as many decades as possible, and ideally, stay with him forever.

Since his wife died, he's barely held hands with anyone except Ye Qingxi, let alone Mu Feng, whose hand was being shaken back and forth: ...

"Never mind," Mu Feng thought, "he's just a kid, let him be."

He and Ye Qingxi went into the bedroom. Ye Qingxi then took a shower. After showering, she asked Mu Feng to blow-dry her hair. She then lay down on the bed and waited for Mu Feng.

Mu Feng quickly took a shower, went to bed, and told him a bedtime story.

After he had told three or five stories, Ye Qingxi had fallen asleep in his arms.

He placed his hand on Mu Feng and put his arm around him.

Mu Feng felt a little uncomfortable, but in the end he didn't move his hand away.

The grandfather and grandson fell asleep just like that.

The next day, Ye Qingxi woke up and, as expected, saw that Mu Shaoyan had sent her many pictures.

The previously blank exam papers are now almost completely filled with writing.

Ye Qingxi couldn't help but laugh as she watched, sending Mu Shaoyan a kiss emoji and then an admiration emoji.

Ye Qingxi used an encouraging approach: 【Uncle is so amazing! Uncle is awesome! I love Uncle so much!】

Mu Shaoyan, who had been fighting until 3 a.m., suddenly revealed a silly smile that he didn't even notice himself. He felt that the pain from last night had been swept away, and he could learn it today!

Learn! We must learn! Keep learning!

However, as soon as he got to school and the teacher checked his answers, Mu Shaoyan instantly deflated. He couldn't do it!

He can't learn it!

He couldn't believe he had made so many mistakes!

Mu Shaoyan spent the entire day correcting his mistakes.

He had fallen so far behind in his studies that he couldn't understand some of the things the teacher said in class.

So Mu Shaoyan started using Little Monkey to search for questions and Little Monkey to tutor.

But the little monkey wasn't sincere; he wasn't always as dedicated as he was when given free services, and you had to pay him.

It wasn't that Mu Shaoyan was unwilling to spend money; he just felt that instead of spending money anyway, hiring a tutor might be more appropriate.

But……

Mu Shaoyan scratched his face. Hire a tutor? He's hiring a tutor?! Doesn't that really mean he's going to study hard?!

Wouldn't it be incredibly embarrassing if he didn't get into University A?!

Besides, where is he going to hire a tutor?!

Mu Shaoyan thought of the tutors Mu Zheng had hired for him before, but unfortunately he hadn't cherished them and had driven them away one by one.

Now, Mu Shaoyan couldn't bring himself to ask Mu Zheng to bring back those tutors.

Sigh, he could only continue asking the little monkey.

After asking the little monkey for three days in a row, Mu Shaoyan decided to find another way out.

So, after math class, Mu Shaoyan walked to the desk of Duan Yi, who was also a top student and ranked first in the grade, not far away.

Duan Yi is doing a test paper.

Mu Shaoyan raised his hand and tapped on his desk.

Duan Yi raised his head and looked at him coldly.

“Come out with me,” Mu Shaoyan said.

Duan Yi: ?

Duan Yi did not move.

Mu Shaoyan looked at him, "Now."

Duan Yi: ...

Duan Yi thought about it and realized that it was indeed inconvenient to fight in the classroom, so he stood up and walked out.

Mu Shaoyan led him to a secluded corner at the end of the corridor.

He turned to Duan Yi and said, "I have something to ask you."

Duan Yi chuckled, "I don't think I have any connection with you, Young Master Mu, do I?"

"Now we have it."

After Mu Shaoyan finished speaking, he took out his phone and shoved the screen directly in front of Duan Yi, his tone full of resentment and confusion, "How on earth did you calculate that this problem equals 32?!"

Why can't he figure it out even after calculating it eight times?

Duan Yi: ? ? ?

Duan Yi: ...

When Ye Qingxi was doing her homework with Mu Shaoyan online that evening, she was surprised to find that her uncle looked much more relaxed than before, unlike his previous expression of being ferocious, as if he wasn't doing homework but dealing with his love rival.

It seems that today's homework is relatively simple; Mu Shaoyan knows quite a bit of it.

It wasn't easy.

On Friday, Mu Shaoyan went home after school as usual, and Ye Qingxi didn't need to connect online. She sat down next to him and did her homework with him.

He wrote very quickly, and after finishing, he would continue reading the short stories he hadn't finished reading before.

Mu Shaoyan looked up and saw Ye Qingxi beside him.

He watched very quietly. Sometimes, Mu Shaoyan was so engrossed in solving problems that he would not even notice Ye Qingxi's presence beside him.

"Could it be his imagination?" Mu Shaoyan, who was dizzy from solving the problem, suddenly asked in fear.

He raised his hand and pinched Ye Qingxi's little face.

Ye Qingxi, who was reading a book: ? ? ?

Ye Qingxi looked up in confusion.

Mu Shaoyan pinched it twice more.

It's very soft and tender, and still has a slight warmth. It really is.

Mu Shaoyan was finally relieved.

He patted Ye Qingxi's head and continued doing his homework.

Ye Qingxi: ...

So is his face a stress-relieving toy?

Feeling tired or annoyed? Give it a squeeze.

"Okay," Ye Qingxi thought. "Even the average senior high school student is under a lot of pressure, let alone someone like Mu Shaoyan, who's a chuunibyou (a person with delusions of grandeur) and a flamboyant personality returning to school."

I doubt I'll learn this or forget that either. The pressure is immense.

Especially since the goal he set for him was A University—of course, he didn't necessarily want Mu Shaoyan to get into A University, he just wanted to set the goal higher so that Mu Shaoyan would have room to lower his expectations. Otherwise, if he set the goal at the first-tier university cutoff, Mu Shaoyan would have to go to a second or third-tier university.

It's not that they're bad, it's just that none of them are as good as the others.

The Mu family's overall academic level is quite good. To date, even Mu Shaoting, who did the worst in the exams, is in a 211 key university.

Therefore, Ye Qingxi still hoped that Mu Shaoyan could also get into a top university.

"Want me to pinch you again?" Ye Qingxi offered her small face, asking sweetly.

If you've made one, you should study it carefully!

Mu Shaoyan: !!!

Looking at his obedient and adorable little face, Mu Shaoyan couldn't resist pinching it several times. Finally, he pressed his palm against Ye Qingxi's chubby little face and rubbed it hard until Ye Qingxi's face turned white and rosy.

Ye Qingxi: ...

Mu Shaoyan leaned closer and kissed him heavily on the forehead.

I feel like I've been completely healed.

He turned around, fully buffed, and began his mathematical conquest once again.

Ye Qingxi: ...

Ye Qingxi could only receive a satisfied nod from her father and continue reading her short story.

Around 10:30, Ye Qingxi reluctantly bid farewell to Mu Shaoyan.

He was taken away by Mu Shaoting.

It was 10:30, and Mu Shaoting felt that her little nephew should go to sleep, so she coaxed Ye Qingxi and Mu Shaoyan to say goodbye.

Ye Qingxi: ...

Ye Qingxi felt as if she had instantly returned to the year she was seventeen and had just won the Best Actor award.

I'm in such a rush!

After filming, he has to attend a brand's press conference, and after that, he has to shoot advertising materials. After that, a new script comes his way, asking, "Mr. Ye, what do you think of our project? Are you interested?"

One after another, they kept me busy.

Even now, before he's even finished filming for Mu Shaoyan's drama, Mu Shaoting is already looking for him again.

As Ye Qingxi was sighing, she heard Mu Shaoting say, "Mu Shaoyan, you too, how old are you? Can't you do your homework by yourself? You need Xiaoxi to accompany you. Do it by yourself."

Mu Shaoyan said smugly, "What do you know? It's because Xiao Xi likes me. Xiao Xi said that he likes me very much."

Ye Qingxi: !!

Sure enough, the next second, Mu Shaoting turned to look at him.

Ye Qingxi: ...

Ye Qingxi could only quickly reply, "I also really like my aunt, I really like her."

Mu Shaoting was satisfied. "Did you hear that? I love it."

Mu Shaoyan sneered. It was Ye Qingxi who took the initiative to ask for it. What was Mu Shaoting's achievement? He asked for it himself. How could he compare to her?

His nephew just offered her some words of comfort.

Fearing that staying any longer might lead to some kind of acrobatic mishap, Ye Qingxi leaned closer to Mu Shaoyan and said, "Then I'm going back to sleep first. Uncle, just like before, send me a message on your phone."

"Okay," Mu Shaoyan replied.

Mu Shaoting: ? ? ?

"What's the same as before?"

What, another little secret?!

How come they have so many little secrets!

Just as Ye Qingxi was about to explain, Mu Shaoyan covered his mouth.

"What's it to you? This is a secret between Xiaoxi and me."

Ye Qingxi: ...

Ye Qingxi could only passively mute herself.

Mu Shaoting snorted, picked up Ye Qingxi, and walked out.

As she descended the stairs, she couldn't help but glance at her little nephew.

I have to say, their Xiaoxi is really amazing!

Mu Shaoyan's academic problems after entering the second year of high school were a major headache for his family.

From his father to her, the whole family took turns trying to persuade Mu Shaoyan. Even she tried to persuade him several times, but to no avail. Mu Shaoyan continued to do as he pleased.

Now, however, they've started memorizing classical poems and prose and doing exams.

Mu Shaoting was genuinely curious about how her little nephew's brain was structured.

That's so clever.

"Xiao Xi, you're sure to be a super smart person when you grow up," Mu Shaoting thought.

Ye Qingxi also thought so.

He thinks he's pretty smart now, hehe.

Mu Shaoting carried Ye Qingxi to Mu Feng's bedroom and told him the bedtime stories she had recently read.

The lullaby worked very well, and Ye Qingxi soon became sleepy as Mu Shaoting spoke softly to her.

Just as Ye Qingxi was about to fall asleep, she suddenly thought, "What will happen to Mu Feng if he falls asleep now?"

Another all-nighter!

A 60-year-old man staying up all night?!

Is this someone staying up all night?!

Ye Qingxi instantly regained consciousness.

However, he didn't show it; he maintained his sleepy appearance and slowly closed his eyes.

"Xiao Xi?" Mu Shaoting called out to him.

Ye Qingxi pretended not to hear, her acting was so superb and natural.

Mu Shaoting tucked him in, turned off the bedside lamp, and quietly slipped out.

Ye Qingxi listened intently.

I only cautiously opened my eyes when I heard the door close.

Thank goodness he's a movie star. Ye Qingxi sat up and tiptoed to the door.

He listened for a moment, and when he heard no footsteps or sounds, he slowly opened the door and looked outside.

The corridor was quiet and empty. After a while, Mu Shaoting came out of Mu Feng's study.

She walked forward with her back to the crack in the door and went upstairs.

Ye Qingxi breathed a sigh of relief, quickly went out, and ran into Mu Feng's study.

Mu Feng was puzzled when he saw him barge in without even knocking. Wasn't he asleep?

Mu Shaoting had just come to report to him that he had already put the girl to sleep, and only then could he continue working with peace of mind.

Why did I wake up again?!

"Grandpa, it's time to sleep. I want to hear a story," Ye Qingxi said softly as she approached him.

Mu Feng: ...

Didn't your aunt tell you that?

“Your story is different from what you told me, Grandpa. I want to hear what you told me, Grandpa.”

Mu Feng: ...

It was a rare weekend, and Mu Shaoting went home, hoping to finally get through the pile of documents tonight.

Finally, I don't have to go to bed after 10 pm anymore.

But now...

Ye Qingxi pouted, "Grandpa, hurry up~ Grandpa, I'm so sleepy~"

As he spoke, he yawned, "Grandpa~"

Mu Feng: ...

What could Mu Feng do? He could only close his laptop and walk over to him.

Seriously, what's wrong with Mu Shaoting? He can't even tell a story properly?!

What's so difficult about telling a bedtime story!

Mu Feng pulled Ye Qingxi back to the bedroom, took a shower, got into bed, and felt Ye Qingxi snuggle warmly into his arms.

He began to speak in a flat tone, "Once upon a time, there was a family that raised many sheep. One day..."

As Ye Qingxi listened to his mechanical, unskilled, and emotionless narration, she was quickly hypnotized and trapped.

"Great," Ye Qingxi thought drowsily before falling asleep, "Now I can finally get a good night's sleep."

His day was packed with announcements.

You can't do without any of them!