Chapter 133 (Combined into One, Three, Three, Two)
One Thirty Three:
Yang Yu: [It's okay, you don't need to pay, it's on me.]
Mu Shaoting: ...
Mu Shaoting thought he was being really slow and indecisive.
Mu Shaoting: [Keep it, I don't need it.]
As she was chatting, a childish voice suddenly came from beside her, "Auntie, who are you chatting with?"
Mu Shaoting turned her head and saw her adorable little nephew holding a cat.
No wonder Ye Qingxi was wary.
As soon as she got on the bus, she sat by the window and started chatting on her phone. She didn't respond to anything anyone said, as if the person on the other end of the phone was incredibly important.
Ye Qingxi immediately became worried, fearing that she might fall in love.
"It's nothing." Mu Shaoting stroked the marshmallow a couple of times, then patted Ye Qingxi's hair. "I ordered a cake. I'll treat you to cake in a couple of days."
She loves to eat cake.
As Mu Shaoting's most loyal cake-making partner in the family, Ye Qingxi nodded in agreement when she heard her say that, and didn't ask any more questions.
"Okay," Ye Qingxi smiled. "Thank you, Auntie."
"Why are you being so polite with your aunt?" Mu Shaoting pinched his cheek.
Mu Shaowu immediately pulled his son back into his arms, saying, "Don't lay a hand on my son!"
Mu Shaoting scoffed, "I don't just use my hands and feet, I use my mouth too~"
After saying that, she gave Ye Qingxi a quick kiss on the cheek.
Mu Shaowu: ? ? ?
Mu Shaowu: ...
Ye Qingxi was both amused and exasperated, so she offered her other cheek to Mu Shaowu, saying, "Daddy, give me a kiss too~"
Mu Shaowu was finally satisfied and gave his son a big kiss on his soft little face.
He didn't just say it, he said everyone in his family, they all wanted to make his son their son!
Seriously!
Don't they have a son of their own?!
It seems that apart from his older brother, there really isn't anyone else.
Mu Shaowu: ...
Mu Shaowu thought about Mu Shaoting and Mu Shaoyan's current ages, and then about the age at which they would have children, and felt despair.
The donut stayed at home for two days and finally met its little owner on the third day.
It ran over enthusiastically, rubbed against Qin Cheng's leg, and then lay down on the ground, rolling around and exposing its belly to him.
Qin Cheng quickly patted its head, then scratched its chin, before picking it up.
Mu Zheng helped him get the cat carrier, and the two went downstairs together.
When the two cats met again, Ye Qingxi didn't dare let them meet directly. Instead, she let them smell each other's scent through their cat carriers.
He then fed each of the two cats small treats, gradually getting them to see each other.
Happily, the two cats seemed to remember each other, so there was no antics or hissing. They both obediently lay on their little owner, eating treats.
"Good boy/girl." Ye Qingxi rewarded Cotton Candy with another handful of freeze-dried snacks.
When they arrived at the photo location, Ye Qingxi and Qin Cheng, holding the cat, followed Mu Shaowu out of the car.
Looking at the fluffy babies in their arms, Mu Shaowu asked with concern, "Can you carry them, baby? Do you need Daddy's help?"
"No need," Ye Qingxi refused.
Even in such a short time, he can still carry it.
"Xiao Cheng, what about you?" Mu Shaowu asked his little nephew again.
"I don't need it either," Qin Cheng said proudly.
Upon hearing this, Mu Shaowu stopped worrying about the two of them and led them toward the elevator.
The photographer was already waiting for them at the elevator entrance.
Just then, they saw a group of people in the distance and guessed that it must be them, so they went to greet them.
"Young Master Mu, it's been a long time."
"It has been a long time since we last met," Mu Shaowu said.
Ye Qingxi stood beside him, holding a cat, looking at the man with a small pigtail in front of her.
Is this what photographers are like today?
The photographer looked down and saw him.
"So cute~" he couldn't help but say.
When Ye Qingxi saw his gaze fall on her, she assumed he was referring to the cotton candy in his arms, and couldn't help but feel a little smug.
Cotton Candy was already a very good-looking animal, and at home, she was fed raw meat and cooked food by Aunt Zhang every day. Her face was round and chubby, and her fur was thick, soft, and white. Only her nose and ears were golden, as if someone had sprinkled gold dust on them. Isn't she just so cute?
"How old are you?" the photographer asked him.
"Seven months," Ye Qingxi replied.
"Huh?" The photographer blinked, somewhat bewildered.
Baby, how could you be seven months old?! You can't have grown this big in just seven months!
Seeing his momentarily stunned expression, Ye Qingxi asked in confusion, "What's wrong? Is something wrong?"
Is Marshmallow seven months old?
“Our Cotton Candy didn’t have an awkward phase,” he explained, “so she was still round-headed at seven months.”
Just because he doesn't have a pointed face doesn't mean he's not a seven-month-old kitten.
"Marshmallow?"
Ye Qingxi looked down at the cat in her arms.
The marshmallow immediately meowed, its voice tight and sweet, perfectly matching its pretty little face.
The photographer laughed heartily, "I photograph people, not animals, so of course I'm asking you, my little cutie!"
Ye Qingxi: ? ? ? Huh?
Ye Qingxi blinked, so what he just said about how cute wasn't cotton candy, but... him?
Mu Shaowu lowered his head and smiled, "I'm five years old."
"Oh." The photographer nodded. "Is Mr. Mu a relative of yours?"
“My son.” Mu Shaowu said without hesitation.
Photographer: !!!
The photographer's eyes widened instantly!
What did he say?
What is he?
What son?!
Wow, what a huge melon!
But……
"You got someone pregnant when you were only nineteen?" The photographer was shocked.
Mu Shaowu raised an eyebrow. "Is that not allowed?"
Photographer: ...
It doesn't seem like it's impossible.
After all, he looks like that, and his family is wealthy.
Rich families are always prone to all sorts of messy things happening.
"Okay...okay." The photographer nodded.
Ye Qingxi was afraid that he would really think that Mu Shaowu had gotten pregnant and given birth to him when he was nineteen, and that it would be bad for Mu Shaowu's reputation if it got out, so she quickly said, "No, my surname is Ye."
Photographer: ? ...
“He’ll take his mother’s surname,” Mu Shaowu blurted out.
Taking advantage of the situation, Mu Shaoting stirred up trouble, saying, "It was me."
Photographer: !!!
Ye Qingxi: ? ? ?
Mu Shaowu: ...What's it to you?!
The photographer looked at the stunningly beautiful woman in front of him, who could outshine everyone even without makeup, and then at the incredibly pretty child standing among them.
From an appearance standpoint, there doesn't seem to be any problem.
that is……
Young Master Mu, you're not single!
This melon is huge!
The photographer felt he couldn't handle it.
"You believe it?" Mu Shaowu asked him.
Photographer: ...
Should I...believe it?
Mu Shaoting laughed heartily, "Of course you shouldn't believe it. Can't you tell? I'm his sister. We look so alike."
Photographer: ???
Mu Shaowu shook his head and put his hand on his shoulder. "Let's go."
It wasn't until they entered the studio that Mu Shaowu finally explained things to him in a secluded spot.
The photographer was finally relieved after hearing his explanation.
Thank goodness, otherwise he would have been really scared to have such a big melon hidden here!
If he accidentally leaks this information, will he still be able to work in this industry?
"However, Mr. Mu, your son is indeed handsome. He can follow in his footsteps and inherit your mantle."
"Me?" Mu Shaowu waved his hand. "Forget it, don't delay my son."
If he were a movie star, that would be more like it, but he's just a popular figure, so what's the point of talking about inheriting the mantle?
"Alright, I'm going to pick out some clothes. Get ready, we'll be taking pictures in a bit."
"good."
Mu Shaowu turned around and walked towards the dressing room.
There are only a few outfits we need for taking family photos.
In addition, Mu Feng was there, and he didn't like overly flashy clothes, so it was initially decided to shoot two sets.
One outfit is formal attire, and the other is from the Republic of China era.
First, take photos of the formal attire.
Ye Qingxi chose a black dress for herself.
Qin Cheng was the same as him.
The two went to the changing room together to change their clothes.
After the change was completed, Mu Shaoyan immediately exclaimed "Wow!" in a very supportive manner.
Mu Feng also said with satisfaction, "Not bad."
"This isn't just nice, this is absolutely handsome! Our two babies are just too handsome!" Mu Shaoting took out her phone. "Come on, let Auntie take a picture of you."
When Qin Cheng heard that she was taking a photo with Ye Qingxi, he quickly stood up straight, took Ye Qingxi's hand, and Ye Qingxi also took his hand, smiling as she looked at Mu Shaoting's phone camera.
Mu Shaoting snapped several photos.
Qin Luan also took a few pictures for them.
When Mu Shaowu arrived, Mu Shaoting had just finished taking pictures and was putting away her phone to change her clothes.
When Ye Qingxi saw him arrive, she showed him her clothes.
Mu Shaowu clicked his tongue and said, "Xiao Xi, you could walk the red carpet right now."
Ye Qingxi chuckled, "It's not that exaggerated."
However, the clothes are indeed quite beautiful, especially the shirt inside, which has a Western European court style, and Ye Qingxi likes it very much.
Mu Shaowu also liked it very much—it made his son look like a porcelain doll.
"Dad, hurry up and choose your clothes," Ye Qingxi urged him.
"Okay," Mu Shaowu replied.
After choosing your clothes, it's time to put on makeup.
Ye Qingxi was led by the makeup artist to the makeup mirror, where she sat down and looked at herself in the mirror.
The makeup artist stood next to him, opened her makeup bag, and began her work.
Her technique was very skillful, and her attitude was very serious. She would occasionally ask Ye Qingxi, "How does it feel?"
Is this okay?
As Ye Qingxi listened to her words and looked at herself in the mirror, she felt that familiar feeling return.
It's as if he's back on the film set, back to when he was an actor.
He instantly felt uncomfortable.
It was as if he should get up from that chair and go to the film set to shoot the movie any second now.
"Action," "Cut," "Xiao Xi," "Ye Qingxi," "Teacher Ye," "Teacher Xiao Ye," Ye Qingxi's mind was buzzing. He heard directors calling his name from afar, remembered lines of dialogue, saw scene after scene, and saw different characters.
They flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern, yet lingered in his heart, unwilling to leave.
"Teacher Ye", "Little Teacher Ye", "Ye Qingxi", "Little Xi".
Ye Qingxi suddenly stood up.
The eyeliner trailed across the corner of his eye, like a long, regretful tear.
The makeup artist quickly said, "I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry."
Qin Cheng turned to look at him, puzzled, and asked, "Xiao Xi?"
Ye Qingxi's hands had clenched into fists without her noticing.
His mind was in turmoil, like a tornado had swept up, sending countless fragments of memories flying in the air.
"What's wrong?" someone asked him.
The voice sounded familiar.
Ye Qingxi turned her head and saw Mu Shaowu.
His current father is Mu Shaowu.
"It's nothing," Ye Qingxi said softly.
He sat back down in his chair.
She tried to give a reasonable explanation: "I needed to use the restroom, so I stood up without telling the makeup artist, and that's why this part got smudged."
He said, "I'm sorry, sister."
The makeup artist said gently, "It's alright."
"Come on, Dad will take you to the toilet." Mu Shaowu walked to his side and took his hand.
Ye Qingxi did not refuse and followed him to the bathroom.
He went into the cubicle and closed the door.
He was breathing heavily and silently.
He wasn't filming a movie.
He wasn't filming.
He was just like everyone else.
He was just an ordinary, average child.
He was just there to take a family photo.
Yes, a family photo.
The words "family portrait" successfully calmed his agitated mind.
Ye Qingxi inhaled and exhaled repeatedly, then rinsed herself with water and went outside.
Mu Shaowu was waiting for him outside his cubicle. When he came out, she took his hand and led him to wash his hands.
"Are you really alright?" Mu Shaowu asked with concern.
Ye Qingxi gave her a look that said, "What are you thinking about?" "What could possibly be wrong with me?"
Seeing him like this, Mu Shaowu felt that nothing should really have happened.
He breathed a sigh of relief and walked back with him.
"Xiao Xi, are you alright?" Qin Cheng asked with concern when he saw him return.
Ye Qingxi shook her head and sat back down in the chair.
The makeup artist carefully wiped away the black scratches and started applying makeup to him again.
Mu Shaowu stayed with him for a while, making sure he seemed to be alright, before leaving to do her own makeup and styling.
"You're so handsome!" the makeup artist exclaimed, looking at him. "We've had child stars come here for photoshoots before, but none of them were as good-looking as you."
Ye Qingxi smiled but didn't say anything.
The makeup artist assumed he was just shy and didn't say anything more.
Qin Cheng's makeup and styling were completed quickly.
He was already handsome and dashing, and with makeup on, his features became even more pronounced; he could practically be sculpted for a magazine.
Ye Qingxi thought to herself, "He's quite suited to acting, or rather, his whole family is quite suited to be celebrities in some ways."
Qin Cheng stood beside Ye Qingxi and waited for a while. Not long after, Ye Qingxi's makeup and styling were completed.
The two walked hand in hand to Mu Shaowu's side.
Mu Shaowu was still putting on makeup. When she saw him coming over, she said kindly, "Dad will be here for a while. Why don't you go play with Cotton Candy first?"
Ye Qingxi nodded, then pulled Qin Cheng to look at the others. Seeing that none of them had finished drawing, she went to find cotton candy and donuts.
The marshmallows and donuts are still in the cat carrier.
This was a new environment for them, with many strangers around. Ye Qingxi and Qin Cheng were worried that they would be stressed, so they put them in cat carriers and placed them in a quiet room where no one was around.
When the two kittens saw their owner arrive, they both started meowing.
Ye Qingxi unzipped her jacket and picked up the cotton candy.
The little black dress was instantly covered in white fur.
That's the downside of kittens; they always shed. Even though Ye Qingxi feeds it fish oil every day, she can only make its fur shiny and smooth, but she can't stop it from shedding.
Fortunately, Ye Qingxi didn't mind.
He comforted the cotton candy, then picked it up and went outside.
Marshmallow is generally a very brave little cat; she is not afraid as long as familiar people are around.
Even now, being held by Ye Qingxi, it can still dart its eyes around, looking everywhere.
Ye Qingxi played with it for a long time before finally waiting for everyone to finish their makeup.
He picked up Cotton Candy, and Mu Shaowu put his arm around him as they walked into the photography studio.
The photographer looked at the room full of handsome men and beautiful women and felt that his eyes had been feasted.
Heaven knows how many ugly kids these days are crammed into the entertainment industry by capitalists, to the point that he's taken countless photos of ugly people this year.
He hadn't seen anyone like this, each with their own unique charm and distinctive beauty, for a year.
In his opinion, this whole family should be sent to the entertainment industry.
He had just finished thinking about it when he felt a chill on his neck.
Mu Feng glanced at him sideways, making the photographer immediately shrink back.
"Young Master Mu, how do you plan to film this?"
"Just shoot normally," Mu Shaowu said.
He looked at the sofa in front of him and said to Mu Feng, "Dad, please sit down."
Mu Feng glanced at it, then sat down. "Xiao Xi, Xiao Cheng, come here."
Ye Qingxi and Qin Cheng immediately went to his side.
Mu Feng asked them to sit next to him.
Upon seeing this, Mu Shaowu naturally wanted to sit next to his son.
But the photographer stopped him.
"Young Master Mu, you can't sit there."
"Why?" Mu Shaowu asked, puzzled.
"This makes for a poor composition," the photographer said.
Mu Shaowu reacted instantly.
If he sits here, then Qin Cheng's brother must sit next to him.
But his sister-in-law definitely has to sit next to his brother, so for the sake of appearances, Mu Shaoting has to sit next to him.
At that time, only Mu Shaoyan will be standing at the back.
It really doesn't look good.
So Mu Shaowu walked behind the sofa and stood diagonally behind his son.
The photographer nodded, saying that this made composing the shot much easier.
"Come on, everyone, smile!" the photographer said with a laugh.
Ye Qingxi immediately smiled.
Mu Shaowu also laughed.
Even Mu Feng slightly raised the corners of his lips.
"Marshmallow looking at the camera~"
Ye Qingxi looked down and saw Cotton Candy looking at him curiously with her blue eyes.
He smiled and changed the position of the marshmallow so that it was facing the camera.
Seeing this, Qin Cheng also changed the position of the donut.
“Very good,” the photographer affirmed. “Come on, one, two, three, cheese!”
When the last "cheese" was said, both the marshmallow and the donut tilted their heads unconsciously, their eyes wide open, looking incredibly cute.
The photographer took several pictures of them before handing the camera to them and asking if it was okay.
Mu Shaowu took them and previewed them one by one for everyone.
Ye Qingxi looked at the photo quietly and saw herself smiling brightly in it.
He also saw Mu Feng sitting next to him, who, despite his serious demeanor, unexpectedly appeared somewhat amiable in the photo.
There was also Mu Shaowu standing behind him, his hand on his shoulder, peeking at him.
And Mu Shaoting with her bright and sweet smile, Mu Shaoyan with his youthful exuberance, Qin Luan with her gentle and beautiful appearance, and Mu Zheng with his handsome and upright stature.
Finally, there was Qin Cheng, sitting next to Mu Feng, holding a cat in his arms just like him.
Each of them had a different smile on their face.
Everyone was happy.
This is his family photo.
His family.
His most cherished possession in this world, and the rarest miracle.
This is Ye Qingxi's first family photo.
It's also his favorite photo.
Later, he developed the family photo, made it into a keychain, and hung it on his keys, taking it with him wherever he went.
After taking the family photo, they ate out together before going home.
Qin Cheng didn't really want to go back to his own home and wanted to spend a few more days with Ye Qingxi, so Mu Zheng and Qin Luan stayed at the Mu family home for a few more days.
The donut stayed behind and played with the marshmallow.
On the third day of the Lunar New Year, people began to visit each other to offer New Year's greetings.
Ye Qingxi and Qin Cheng received one red envelope after another, and one gift after another.
Yang Yu's cake was delivered to the Mu family villa on time on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year.
Mu Shaoting received his call, stood up and went out.
Yang Yu was standing next to an electric scooter.
He was a little dirty, as if he had fallen.
Mu Shaoting asked in confusion, "What is this...?"
"I was in a hurry to deliver the cake to you, so I wasn't paying attention to where I was going and I tripped and fell," Yang Yu said with a smile.
"Here you go." He took the cake off the electric scooter.
Mu Shaoting asked, puzzled, "Why aren't you taking a car?"
“It’s easy to get stuck in traffic when taking a car, so I thought it would be more convenient for me to ride an electric bike,” Yang Yu said considerately.
He looked at Mu Shaoting and thought to himself, "Isn't this touching?"
In the dead of winter, a man rides his bicycle a long way to deliver a cake to you.
I even fell on the way.
Aren't you moved by this?
As he thought this, he casually revealed his fingers, which were red from the cold and he had deliberately not worn gloves.
However, Mu Shaoting had no interest in what color his hands were.
She opened the cake box and saw that the cake had some scratches and the pattern was no longer intact.
"It's all my fault, it's all my fault for falling just now," Yang Yu said remorsefully. "This... shouldn't affect your eating, right?"
Of course it doesn't affect anything. He was very careful and didn't dare to throw it too hard.
Yang Yu glanced at the young lady in front of him.
Mu Shaoting is rich, so if you want to win her over, you can't rely on material things, you can only rely on feelings, sincerity, and moving her.
Therefore, Yang Yu deliberately pretended to have fallen.
What I wanted was for Mu Shaoting to feel embarrassed and touched.
He stared at Mu Shaoting, waiting for her expression to change.
Then he saw Mu Shaoting frown.
frown?
Why is she frowning?
Mu Shaoting frowned, of course!
She had already arranged with Ye Qingxi to treat him to cake later, but now that the cake is like this, how could she possibly bring it inside!
Isn't this making her lose face?!
Helpless, Mu Shaoting picked up her phone and ordered another cake from a familiar bakery, asking her to expedite its preparation and delivery.
Seeing her looking down and tapping on her phone, Yang Yu became even more puzzled. "Are you... angry?"
"No."
Mu Shaoting is not an unreasonable person.
No one wants to fall like that, and Yang Yu didn't do it on purpose, so she wouldn't be angry with him about it.
"You can eat this cake yourself," she said. "I've ordered another one."
Yang Yu: ? ? ?
Yang Yu was puzzled. Why was a new one decided?
Is this still edible?!
But that works too, so he can activate Plan B.
"I'm sorry," Yang Yu apologized. "It's all my fault, making you have to book another one. How about this, I won two movie tickets in a raffle a couple of days ago, I'll treat you to a movie."
Mu Shaoting refused, "No need."
Are you angry?
Mu Shaoting: ? ? ?
She looks angry?
"There aren't any movies I like in this year's Spring Festival film season."
Yang Yu: ...
"Alright, here's the cake. I'm going back now," Mu Shaoting said.
Yang Yu: ? ? ?
Yang Yu quickly called out to her, "Mu Shaoting."
Mu Shaoting turned around, asking if there was anything else.
"Um..." Yang Yu looked at her, "would you like to go hiking with us in a few days?"
Mu Shaoting: ? ? ?
Mu Shaoting felt that he really didn't understand her at all. How could he pursue her with that?
"You can go by yourselves."
"Why?"
"I don't like mountain climbing," Mu Shaoting said with disdain.
She's not the kind of person who can endure hardship.
From childhood to adulthood, she always took the cable car when climbing mountains. It was so boring – cable car up the mountain, cable car down the mountain.
She's hardworking and physically and mentally exhausted, but if you get even a little bit of that, you don't need to look for her.
Yang Yu: ...
Yang Yu was speechless.
This is fucking too hard to get!
Seeing that he was standing still, Mu Shaoting hesitated for a moment and asked, "Are you... badly hurt from the fall?"
Yang Yu: !!!
Yang Yu's eyes lit up. Was this someone who cared about him?
Sure enough, he sensed it.
"It's not heavy," he quickly said. "You don't need to worry."
Mu Shaoting wasn't worried at all; she just thought, "Then I won't reimburse your medical expenses."
Running errands and delivering orders isn't easy either.
She does have that much sense of responsibility; if the fall was serious, she would reimburse him for the hospital expenses.
Anyway, after the New Year, her allowance increased significantly.
Yang Yu: ...
Yang Yu fell silent again.
Mu Shaoting then turned around and went back into the house.
Seeing her return from outside, Ye Qingxi asked in confusion, "Auntie, you just went out?"
"Um."
"What are you going to do?" he asked warily.
"Get the cake," Mu Shaoting said.
Ye Qingxi: ? ? ?
Where's the cake?
"It was delivered to the wrong person," Mu Shaoting said, trying to cover it up. "It's not ours."
Ye Qingxi simply nodded, not taking it seriously.
Mu Shaoting looked at his fair and tender face, and casually pinched it. It's nice to pinch, let me pinch it again.
Ye Qingxi: ? ? ?
Ye Qingxi: ...
But why are his aunt's hands so cold?
"Auntie, are you cold?" Ye Qingxi asked with concern. "Your hands are so cold."
Mu Shaoting immediately removed his hand from Ye Qingxi's face.
"Did you get chilled?" Mu Shaoting asked with concern.
Ye Qingxi shook her head, "I'm not afraid of ice."
"Really? Then warm me up." Mu Shaoting reached out his hand.
Ye Qingxi pulled it over, held it in her hand, and even breathed on her palm and rubbed it.
Mu Shaoting was almost moved to tears.
Her baby is so well-behaved!
That's so thoughtful!
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