After finishing breakfast, Qin Nianqing changed his clothes and went to the shooting site with Song Lianqing first. Mu Qingji came later. He was contacting his assistant at the moment and asked him to come over. After all, as an investor, one has to prepare some documents.

Qin Nianqing was sitting in the car, leaning against the seat back, drinking AD calcium milk in his hand, and looking at Song Lianqing from time to time, looking as if he wanted to say something but stopped.

Qin Nianqing's gaze was too obvious. His big eyes were full of wisdom, which made it difficult for Song Lianqing to ignore it. So Song Lianqing sighed, looked at him helplessly and asked:

"Baby, what do you want to say to Daddy?"

Qin Nianqing was caught by Song Lianqing, and for a moment he felt a little embarrassed, his cheeks and ears red. He held the straw in his mouth and touched the back of his head. After coughing slightly to cover up his embarrassment, he looked at him and asked carefully, "Dad, do you really hate your brother?"

Song Lianqing looked at Qin Nianqing's expression at the moment, as if he had done something wrong. His narrow eyes were filled with worry and caution. He was afraid that he would nod and admit it, which made his heart tremble and his throat tighten.

"Not really," Song Lianqing gently rubbed Qin Nianqing's head, looked into his eyes and sighed softly, and said seriously and gently, "Dad just felt a little unhappy before. After all, you are my precious son who I have raised for so many years, but he suddenly showed up and snatched you away. It's like the cucumbers you worked so hard to grow were eaten by pigs. Tell me, are you angry?"

Qin Nianqing thought about what Song Lianqing said and thought about the cucumbers he had worked so hard to grow being eaten by pigs one day. His blood pressure rose instantly. He immediately understood Song Lianqing's mood at the moment and nodded. "Angry, very angry, Dad, I understand how you feel."

Song Lianqing nodded with relief, rubbed his head gently, and said earnestly, "I'm glad you understand, baby. Daddy doesn't disagree with you and Mu Qingji being together, I'm just a little unhappy. If you can be happy and joyful with him, Daddy will be happy for you and will sincerely bless you."

Qin Nian listened to Song Lianqing's words and suddenly felt overwhelmed with happiness. He threw himself into Song Lianqing's arms and hugged him coquettishly, "Thank you, Dad. I will definitely be happy."

Song Lianqing rubbed Qin Nianqing's head lovingly, with a strong expression of doting in his eyes. If Mu Qingji could really make his precious baby happy, he would not be unable to accept him as a person.

The vehicle was driving steadily on the road, and soon, Qin Nianqing and Song Lianqing arrived at the shooting site, which was Hengdian, K Province. As soon as Song Lianqing's car arrived at the scene, it was surrounded by fans and media reporters. The staff came over to help disperse the crowd, and it was difficult to get Song Lianqing and Qin Nianqing off the car.

During the period, Song Lianqing covered Qin Nianqing's head with his coat, and the reporters only captured Qin Nianqing's clothes and approximate height, but did not see his face.

After entering the workplace, it was finally safer. Song Lianqing then took his coat off Qin Nianqing's head with confidence. Qin Nianqing was frightened by the crowd just now and was still a little dazed. Although he was very popular in school, he had never encountered a situation like today. It was really a bit scary.

"Baby, are you okay?"

Song Lianqing patted Qin Nianqing's shoulder and asked him with some concern. Qin Nianqing came back to his senses, shook his head, looked at him and asked in a low voice, "Dad, do you usually meet fans like this? It's really crazy. I really don't like this kind of life at all. There is no freedom at all. It's really terrible."

Song Lianqing listened to Qin Nianqing's words, rubbed his head with some amusement, and said softly, "It's okay, you just act this time, and when the drama is broadcast and the popularity dies down, others won't notice you anymore."

Qin Nian listened to Song Lianqing's words, smiled and nodded, "That's right, I will study hard and become a teacher in the school I like after graduation. By the way, I want to be a university teacher, teaching is easy, I have more spare time and holidays, and I can also travel with my father or brother."

Song Lianqing listened to Qin Nianqing's vision of his future life and smiled unconsciously, "Well, Zizi has a beautiful plan for his future, so work hard to realize it."

Qin Nianqing smiled and nodded. When he was about to say something, the director and the producer came over. He stopped talking and stood quietly beside Song Lianqing, looking at the two people who came over with a smile.

"Teacher Song, you guys are here. The makeup artist is waiting inside. Hurry and take Xiao Qing over."

The director watched Song Lianqing say this and then nodded to Qin Nianqing with a smile on his face. He was grinning from ear to ear. It seemed that Mu Qingji's investment had arrived.

"Don't worry, Director Lu. I'll take him there right away. It won't delay the filming of the crew."

Song Lianqing nodded to the director, and after saying this, he took Qin Nianqing into the dressing room. The makeup artists who came were a few young girls, but they looked very capable and did not show any lack of experience at all.

"Hello, Teacher Song. I'm Lin Aisha, the stylist responsible for the young master's hair and makeup. You can just call me Aisha."

When Lin Aisha saw Song Lianqing and Qin Nianqing walk in, she walked up to him and stretched out her hand to him calmly with a faint smile on her face. Song Lianqing stretched out his hand and half shook hands with her, smiling and nodding, "Then I will leave the cub to you. I will go to the next room to change clothes and look forward to your transformation."

Song Lianqing said as he pushed Qin Nianqing in front of Lin Aisha and nodded to her. Lin Aisha glanced at Qin Nianqing, then nodded to Song Lianqing, then looked at Qin Nianqing and smiled, "Hello, little friend. I will leave your makeup to you. Come and sit here."

"Oh, okay. Thank you, Sister Aisha."

Qin Nian leaned towards Lin Aisha and nodded with a sweet smile, then looked back at Song Lianqing, who rubbed his head gently, "It's okay, go."

Qin Nianqing nodded, walked to the seat designated by Lin Aisha, sat down, relaxed her body and let her and her assistant help her put on makeup. Before Song Lianqing left, he said to Lin Aisha, "Aisha, I'm leaving the child to you, you have to help me take good care of this child."

"Since Teacher Song has said so, I will of course do my best to help him. Don't worry, I won't let him suffer any harm."

Lin Aisha laughed softly, and after saying this, she began to put on makeup for Qin Nianqing seriously. It was the first time for Qin Nianqing to put these things on her face, and she was a little uncomfortable with it, but she tried her best to cooperate with Lin Aisha's movements. She looked like a good baby in kindergarten who was listening to the class attentively with his hands behind his back. She was quite cute.

Looking at such an innocent boy, Lin Aisha couldn't help but sigh in her heart, "Oh, really, why would such a cute boy end up with an old man?" Although Song Lianqing was good-looking, his age was there.

It was obvious that Lin Aisha had misunderstood something, and the misunderstanding seemed to be quite big.

Song Lianqing: Little girl, you can eat whatever you want, but you can’t say such things! He is my son!

Qin Younian: Little girl, I'll give you a chance. Say it again to me and see if I will give you a beating? !

Mu Qingji: "..." I feel like hitting someone, but I'll bear with it for a while.

Qi Xiangyu: Did a green light fly over my head just now? Was it an illusion?