At this moment, Pei Nianzhi was leaning obediently beside Ji Yuqi, watching the video of his childhood without blinking.
From time to time he would ask Ji Yuqi some questions.
Ji Yuqi answered patiently.
After watching more than a dozen videos, Pei Yucheng was quiet.
Ji Yuqi carefully turned his head to see Pei Yucheng's reaction.
She was actually very puzzled.
Isn’t he excited to watch videos of his son as a child?!
When Ji Yuqi looked over, Pei Yucheng was just watching the TV calmly, his black eyes were cold and his expression was dull, without any other emotion.
Ji Yuqi had no idea what he was thinking.
Just as she was about to ask him if he found watching the video of his son when he was a child boring and whether he wanted her to turn it off or watch the news instead, the washing machine in the laundry room suddenly rang, indicating that it had finished working.
"Are you still watching your son's videos?!" Ji Yuqi asked.
Pei Yucheng had a dull expression.
But he didn't even blink.
"Let's wait and see." Pei Yucheng took a long time to reply.
Ji Yuqi said, "Then you just watch first, I'll go help you make the bed in the bedroom."
"Um."
When Ji Yuqi took out the bedding from the washing machine, he found that the bedding after washing was exactly the same as before washing.
Not even a wrinkle.
She immediately became suspicious: Maybe the washing machine wasn't working at all and had just washed something fake?!
However, when she lowered her head and sniffed, a faint but very high-end fragrance came from the sheets, which fully proved that the washing machine was working.
As she walked towards the baby's room carrying bedding, she passed the hall and curiously asked Pei Yucheng, "What brand is that washing machine? I've been looking for it for ages and can't find a brand. How come there are no wrinkles after washing things?! It's so powerful."
Pei Yucheng did not answer.
He just stared at the TV with deep black eyes.
At this moment, the video of Pei Nian's first birthday has been played.
He can already call dad.
In the video shot by Ji Yuqi, he was sitting in the hospital bed playing with toys, but he kept shouting "Daddy, Daddy, Daddy".
Ji Yuqi said from the side: "Chengcheng, why don't you call me mom? Can you please call me mom?! If you call me dad again, I'll be jealous. We agreed that you are my little lover and your dad's little rival in love."
In the baby's room.
Ji Yuqi took out the quilt he had just bought in Jintai.
It's been a cold snap these days.
The capital was very cold.
She chose a thicker quilt.
When I was carefully helping Pei Yucheng make the bed, the door of the room was not closed, and a faint sound of video came in.
Originally, Ji Yuqi didn't care.
It wasn't until she heard Pei Nianzhi buy him a helicopter when he asked her to come back in a wronged tone while she was filming with the crew that Ji Yuqi's scalp suddenly went numb.
She stood by the bed for several seconds in a daze, holding the cup, and then rushed to the hall at lightning speed.
When the mobile phone video automatically jumped to the next video, Ji Yuqi suddenly cut off the TV connection.
The TV screen immediately fell into darkness.
When receiving Pei Yucheng's puzzled look, Ji Yuqi was still in shock.
She pressed the phone tightly against her chest.
While panting, he pulled up his lips and smiled dryly: "I suddenly remembered that I forgot to make a very important call. I'll go make a call first."
Having said that, Ji Yuqi took his phone and returned to the room as quickly as possible.
By the time she closed the door, she was about to collapse.
He fell to the floor helplessly.
When she turned on her phone screen again, a madly rolling flood seemed to be pouring out of the screen.
Her desperate voice with tears in her eyes also came out: "Pei Yucheng... Pei Yucheng... Pei Yucheng... I love you, Pei Yucheng, I love you, Pei Yucheng, why do I love you so much..."
Almost got seen.
Fortunately, fortunately...
Ji Yuqi, still in shock, saved the video to a private document and then deleted it from the album...
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