"Brother Fei, your mother is back."
As soon as Gu Fei answered the phone, he heard the boy's slightly nervous words transmitted through the phone's static. Before he could speak, he noticed a rustling sound coming from the other end.
He frowned slightly. "Yan Yan, what are you doing?"
An Qingyan immediately stopped what she was doing, sat down on the chair next to her with her clothes in her arms, and said hesitantly, "Pack your luggage and go back to the An family."
In the CEO's office on the other side, the man, who had been sitting calmly at his desk, immediately stood up upon hearing this. "Are you angry with Brother Fei?"
He thought about what happened last night; the child was a little angry.
An Qingyan immediately denied it, "No..." He lowered his eyes with some hesitation, "Your mother is back, and I feel embarrassed to stay here anymore, since she doesn't know about our relationship."
Gu Fei thought it was something serious, but he didn't expect it to be this. His sharp brows relaxed, and his calm tone made it seem like he didn't care at all, "I'll tell her now."
An Qingyan: "No way!"
He paused, then explained, "...I'm not mentally prepared yet."
Gu Fei: "If you're moving out, I'll tell her immediately." (Remember this website: https://m.)
An Qingyan: "..."
A threat! A blatant threat!
After struggling with his conscience and weighing the pros and cons, An Qingyan finally decided to compromise. "Then I won't leave..." Anyway, his arm would be fully healed in a few days, and then he would really have to go back to the An family.
The answer was exactly what he expected. A satisfied smile curved the man's lips. He could imagine the boy's drooping eyebrows and eyes, but unfortunately, he couldn't touch that soft, short hair right now. "Good boy."
Before hanging up, the boy's soft, gentle voice reached his ears: "Actually, I was lying to you just now. I was angry, but only a little bit... You don't need to coax me."
After saying that, the other end of the phone quickly hung up.
She said she didn't need to be coaxed, but her tone was like a spoiled little kitten whining, holding her head high and saying that she didn't need to be coaxed, but her inner monologue was that she should coax her.
Gu Fei couldn't help but smile.
——
The gossipy employees at Gu's company discovered that their CEO left work a full hour early today, carrying an exquisitely packaged bag—the packaging of a very famous, luxurious, expensive, and delicious dessert brand in the city.
Mr. Gu left work an hour early, carrying desserts in his hand. They were definitely not for him; he was probably going home early to spend time with a certain Lin... oh no, I mean, a beautiful girl surnamed An.
Tsk... I didn't expect Mr. Gu to be so considerate.
Is this still their aloof, taciturn, and impartial CEO? Of course he is! It's just that all his tenderness and consideration are reserved for a certain beautiful woman surnamed An.
Waaah... I'm so envious.
Aww... This is so sweet!
When Gu Fei returned home, he found no one there. Butler Shen came over, took his suit jacket, and said with a smile, "Mr. Gu, Madam is home. She and Xiao Yan are making dumplings in the kitchen right now."
"Okay, I understand."
Gu Fei immediately went to the kitchen and placed the desserts he had specially bought on the dining table. As soon as he reached the kitchen door, he heard voices coming from inside, laughing and talking.
"I'm abroad, but I miss the food from home every day, especially dumplings."
"Auntie, you should eat more later."
"Absolutely."
An Qingyan lowered his head and focused on making dumplings in his hands. He wrapped one with rather clumsy technique and smiled with satisfaction. When he looked up, he found someone standing outside the door. "Brother Fei, you're back."
The boy's smile hadn't faded yet; his eyebrows were curved, his eyes were bright, and there was some flour on his cheeks and the tip of his nose, making him look like a little kitten.
A smile crept into Gu Fei's eyes. Just then, Yu Qingtong looked over at him and was so surprised that she dropped the dumplings in her hand. "Son! I haven't seen you for months and you're actually smiling!"
"..."
Master Gu instantly suppressed his smile, his expression turning cold and indifferent as he looked coldly at his mother, whom he hadn't seen for months and had almost forgotten about. "Why didn't you tell me you were coming back?"
"I was just planning to give you a surprise."
Looking at her son's expressionless face, as if what she had just seen was just an illusion, Yu Qingtong's lips twitched, indicating that she was not surprised at all.
"Don't just stand there." Yu Qingtong was already used to her son's taciturn and reserved nature. She stepped forward and pushed Gu Fei inside. "Come and join us in making dumplings. No work, no food."
An Qingyan secretly curled her lips. So even Master Gu has his day.
Gu Fei could only resignedly roll up his shirt sleeves, wash his hands, and then automatically stood next to the boy, watching his clumsy dumpling-making movements, and couldn't help but chuckle.
"..." An Qingyan felt insulted. This was blatant mockery. He looked at the man defiantly, "Brother Fei, can you make dumplings?"
He thought to himself that Gu Fei had been pampered since childhood, with someone serving her everything, and had never done any housework, let alone a skill like making dumplings.
Gu Fei didn't say anything, but proved himself with his actions. He picked up a dumpling wrapper, skillfully wrapped the filling inside, and his long, slender fingers moved nimbly.
A moment later, a beautiful dumpling appeared in front of An Qingyan, a stark contrast to the ugly dumpling he had just made.
Gu Fei: "Is it difficult?"
An Qingyan: "..."
He quickly tried to justify himself, saying, "This is my first time making dumplings. I'll get the hang of it after making them a lot." Back when he lived with the Lin family, they had never made dumplings before. Yu Qingtong had taught him how to make those few.
"It's okay, I'll teach you." Gu Fei stopped joking with him.
An Qingyan nodded. "Mm."
The two stood very close together. Gu Fei patiently and gently taught An Qingyan how to make dumplings, his actions quite intimate. They seemed strangely well-matched.
Yu Qingtong, standing to the side, looked at them strangely. She had never seen Gu Fei show this side of himself to anyone else. "You two..."
An Qingyan was startled and immediately distanced herself from Gu Fei, anxiously observing Yu Qingtong's expression. Were their actions just now too intimate? Could Auntie have noticed something?
Gu Fei hoped that his mother would notice something.
"You two have a good relationship." Yu Qingtong said with a relieved smile and gentle tone, "Gu Fei, Yan Yan is also your junior, so you should take good care of him."
"..."
Gu Fei's lips twitched almost imperceptibly, and his lips pursed slightly, because of his mother's words about them being "juniors"—they were only eight years younger than him... well, eight years.
Eight years old isn't a long time.
He comforted himself inwardly.
An Qingyan breathed a sigh of relief, but seeing the man's somewhat displeased expression, she couldn't help but secretly smile.
Unexpectedly, the other party caught him red-handed. Meeting those calm yet slightly resentful eyes, he immediately suppressed his smile and said, "Let's continue making dumplings."
The atmosphere in the kitchen was alright after that, quite harmonious and warm. After they finished making the dumplings, Yu Qingtong told them to go out first, and they could eat them soon after they were cooked.
As soon as they went outside, An Qingyan pulled Gu Fei aside, keeping a close watch on everything like a thief, and then whispered in the man's ear, "Brother Fei, we need to keep our distance from Auntie in the future."
Gu Fei: "Hmm?"
"I'll move back to the guest room next door from now on..."
"Yan Yan..." Before he could finish speaking, Gu Fei suddenly raised his hand and grabbed An Qingyan by the back of her neck.
"You have flour on your face." The man cupped the boy's cheeks in his warm palms and gently wiped away the flour with his fingertips.
"..."
An Qingyan stared blankly at the magnified handsome face so close to hers, meeting a pair of deep, ancient well-like eyes. Her heart skipped a beat. It was just wiping her face, so why did the atmosphere suddenly become somewhat ambiguous?
Gu Fei's fingertips moved down to the boy's soft lips, gently caressing them twice. "I brought you some dessert. Would you like some, Yan Yan?"
An Qingyan: "Mm."
Then he followed Gu Fei to the restaurant, sat down at the table and began to be fed by the man. The desserts in front of him were very exquisite, and they melted in his mouth, sweet but not greasy.
He couldn't resist and started eating intently.
etc!
Has he forgotten something?
What was he about to say to Gu Fei?
An Qingyan stopped abruptly, her mouth still stuffed with a cherry, her cheeks slightly puffed out. She glanced sideways at the man beside her, her eyes somewhat confused. Had he fallen into a trap?
"This yogurt pudding is also good, want to try it?" Gu Fei opened the packaging and placed the pudding, which emitted a sweet aroma, in front of the boy, his lowered eyes concealing the fleeting playful smile.
An Qingyan couldn't help but agree.
Having successfully led the boy astray, Gu Fei raised his hand and ruffled the boy's hair, his gaze fixed intently on the boy's clean and gentle profile. At this moment, there was a satisfied smile in the corners of his eyes and brows; the child was happy as long as there was something delicious to eat.
Gu Fei asked, "Are you happy?"
"Mm." An Qingyan didn't look up.
Gu Fei: "So, have I managed to appease Yan Yan?"
Upon hearing this, An Qingyan froze. He looked up and unexpectedly met the man's deep eyes, which held a faint smile and were filled with tenderness.
To be honest, he had long since calmed down and didn't even remember it. He didn't expect Gu Fei to still remember it and to be so earnest in trying to coax him.
An Qingyan's nose tingled slightly, but a big smile bloomed on his handsome face as he nodded solemnly, "Yes, you've coaxed him."
His Yan Yan is so easy to coax and so well-behaved.
Gu Fei thought to himself.
An Qingyan thought to herself, "Brother Fei is so nice."
Gu Fei: "Alright, Yan Yan, you can't eat anymore."
"Just a little more."
"no."
An Qingyan: "..."
He retracted his earlier assessment of Gu Fei.
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