Chapter 158, Part 2
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"What did you say? What do you mean Xiao Xi is going to be your guest performer?!" Mu Shaowu looked at his sister, then at his adorable youngest son, feeling like he hadn't understood. "Xiao Xi, guest performer?!"
“Yes,” Mu Shaoting said with a smile, “Xiao Xi has already agreed.”
Mu Shaowu: ? ? ? !!!
Mu Shaowu looked at his son again.
Ye Qingxi: ...
Ye Qingxi raised the corners of her lips and smiled at him, looking obedient.
Mu Shaowu: ...
Mu Shaowu felt that this was a bit surreal. “Baby, if your aunt has kidnapped you, just blink.”
Ye Qingxi was both amused and exasperated. "No, not at all."
"Exactly." Mu Shaoting was speechless. "What do you mean?"
"What you're saying is, you don't want me, a top star, as your guest performer, but you want my son instead?!"
How old is his son?
They even sang along!
What should I sing for her?
A nursery rhyme?!
What was she thinking?!
Mu Shaoting looked disgusted and said, "You? This is a live broadcast. I'm afraid that after the song is over, your top spot will have to be taken over."
Mu Shaowu: ...
"How could that be?! I've been to New Year's Eve parties before!"
"Wow!" Mu Shaoting raised her hand and clapped for him. "That's amazing!"
Mu Shaowu: ...What's with that sarcastic tone of yours?!
"Anyway, that's how it is. Just know that. Come on, Xiaoxi, Auntie will take you to choose a song." After Mu Shaoting finished speaking, he pulled Ye Qingxi and prepared to go to her bedroom.
Ye Qingxi quickly said to Mu Shaowu, "Then Dad, I'll go to Auntie's first and come back in a bit."
"Wait a minute," Mu Shaowu called out to them.
Mu Shaoting turned his head. "What is it now?"
“One question,” Mu Shaowu looked at her, “Does Dad know about this? Are you sure that bringing Xiaoxi on stage is such a big thing that we don’t need Chairman Mu’s permission?”
Mu Shaoting: ...That really requires Chairman Mu's consent!
Moreover, given Chairman Mu's personality, it's highly likely he wouldn't agree at all.
Ah, this...
Mu Shaoting had a headache; she had been so engrossed in dreaming about the wonderful time she would spend singing with her little nephew that she had completely forgotten about such an important matter.
What are we going to do?!
Mu Shaowu smiled and pointed towards the door, "Go ahead, while Chairman Mu is still awake."
Mu Shaoting: ...
Mu Shaoting couldn't take a step.
Seeing that she seemed hesitant, Ye Qingxi offered, "I'll go talk to Grandpa."
Anyway, his grandfather definitely won't say anything to him.
“That won’t do!” Mu Shaoting disagreed. “I was the one who invited you, and I’m an adult. How can an adult hide behind a child?”
She cheered herself up, "Wait here for me, I'm going to find your grandfather now."
Ye Qingxi: "Are you... sure you can do it?"
If it's not possible, then so be it. There's no need for people to force themselves. It's not a big deal if he says it.
"No problem!" Mu Shaoting clenched his fist. "Just wait for my good news of victory!"
Ye Qingxi: ...
Ye Qingxi nodded, "I hope so."
Two minutes later, Mu Shaoting stood in Mu Feng's study, head down, and whispered, "So I want Xiao Xi to be my guest singer."
After she finished speaking, she cautiously glanced at her father.
"What did Xiaoxi say?" Mu Feng asked.
Mu Shaoting immediately looked up, "Xiao Xi agreed, he's quite happy, he was just about to go with me to choose the song to sing."
Mu Feng nodded slightly and said, "Go and call Xiao Xi over here."
"Oh," Mu Shaoting replied.
She rushed upstairs and called Ye Qingxi.
Seeing this, Mu Shaowu simply went downstairs with them.
He didn't go in; he just waited at the door. After a while, he saw Mu Shaoting come out as well.
It seems we need to talk privately. Mu Shaowu thought to himself.
Mu Shaoting looked at him, walked to his side, and leaned against the wall behind him.
She tilted her head and looked at it curiously, "Is there anything I can't hear?"
Mu Shaowu chuckled. What else could it be but asking his son if he really wanted to?
After all, her father cared a lot about Ye Qingxi's own thoughts.
Inside the door, Mu Feng beckoned Ye Qingxi to come to his side.
Ye Qingxi looked at him and asked, "Grandpa, did you come to see me because of Aunt's matter?"
"Yes," Mu Feng said. "Your aunt said you'd like to perform on stage with her."
Ye Qingxi nodded, "My aunt likes me, so she wants me to sing with her. I also like my aunt, so I'm very happy that she wants me to sing with her."
After Ye Qingxi finished speaking, she felt a little embarrassed.
He was more dependent on and fond of Mu Feng, and therefore, he was inevitably more childish around Mu Feng.
There are some things Ye Qingxi wouldn't tell anyone else in her family, but she couldn't help but want to tell Mu Feng.
Just like a child who wants to be pampered by their parents when they're happy.
They don't need any response from the parents; they are simply expressing their feelings.
Looking at the shyness on his face and listening to his cheerful words, Mu Feng patted his head and said, "You work so hard, accompanying her every week from morning till night. How could she not like you? Of course, she likes you the most."
That's not entirely true, Ye Qingxi thought. Sometimes, effort doesn't necessarily bring rewards, and those that do are often the minority.
"Besides, she's your aunt, and you're her nephew. She should like you in the first place."
“My aunt doesn’t only have me as her nephew.”
“But you are her nephew who loves her the most,” Mu Feng said.
That's why he didn't reject the idea from the beginning.
Ye Qingxi devoted a lot of time and energy to Mu Shaoting's competition, and can be said to be the hardest working person besides Mu Shaoting.
At this moment, Mu Shaoting chose to sing with her in his last competition, which felt less like a competition and more like a journey of love.
As the chosen one, especially since he was just a child, Ye Qingxi was bound to be very happy.
He wasn't happy that he was on TV, but that his aunt had chosen him—not someone else, but him.
In this situation, if he doesn't allow it and forces Mu Shaoting to change to someone else, it would be harmful to Ye Qingxi.
He might not understand why he was replaced. Was it just because he was young?
But he was the one who always stayed by his aunt's side.
He will fall from the abundance of love, he will feel sad, he will feel alienated from Mu Shaoting, he will lack confidence, and perhaps he will be afraid to give love again.
This is not what he wanted.
Mu Feng certainly didn't want Ye Qingxi to appear on television, nor did he want him to be judged and become the subject of gossip at such a young age.
But he hoped even more that Ye Qingxi would be happy, confident, and able to say, without hesitation, though a little embarrassed, "My aunt likes me," just like she is now.
Therefore, Mu Feng can make some compromises and concessions.
"Since you want to sing with her, then go ahead and sing. Grandpa will come to watch."
"Really?!" Ye Qingxi exclaimed in surprise, "Grandpa, will you be there?"
"Do you want Grandpa to go?" Mu Feng asked him.
Ye Qingxi nodded quickly.
Before Mu Feng expressed this intention, Ye Qingxi had never thought about it in this way, not because he didn't want to, but because he felt it was unlikely.
But now that Mu Feng has shown such a willingness, Ye Qingxi is unable to contain her excitement.
Of course he wanted Mu Feng to go, to sit in the audience so that Mu Feng could see him as soon as he looked up.
He has been on stage dozens of times, and he is already used to this kind of experience. He has even been to bigger stages than this one.
But at this moment, he felt like a child performing on stage for the first time, excited and happy. Just thinking about Mu Feng watching from below the stage made Ye Qingxi want to give his best and help Mu Shaoting win the championship.
Not as Murong Qing, but simply as Ye Qingxi.
"Okay." Mu Feng looked at the undisguised joy in his eyes. "Then Grandpa will go to the event. Tell me the time and I'll make time in advance."
"Mm." Ye Qingxi nodded.
His heart was filled with joy, and he couldn't help but reach out and hug the person in front of him affectionately.
Mu Feng felt his affectionate, clinging embrace and gently stroked his hair.
When Ye Qingxi came out of Mu Feng's room, he saw his father and his aunt quickly straighten up and walk to his side.
"What did your grandfather say?" Mu Shaoting asked nervously.
“Grandpa said he’ll come to watch us sing,” Ye Qingxi replied.
Mu Shaowu: ? ? ?
Mu Shaoting: !!!
"He...came to see us sing?!" Mu Shaoting couldn't believe it. "Live?!"
Ye Qingxi nodded, "Mm."
Mu Shaoting: ...
Mu Shaoting looked at her little nephew.
No wonder she's her father's darling; she gets special treatment!
He doesn't play a single match, but as soon as his grandson takes the field, he's ready to go watch the game live!
"Your grandfather, he truly is your own grandfather," Mu Shaoting exclaimed.
Mu Shaowu nodded, "Compared to you, we and your aunt and the others are like freebies that come with a phone top-up."
Ye Qingxi: ...
Ye Qingxi felt a little embarrassed.
"No, not really," he said softly. "Grandpa loves you all very much too. It's just that I'm a child, so he might favor me a little more right now."
Mu Shaowu chuckled, "A little?"
Mu Shaoting also laughed, "Some?"
Ye Qingxi: ...
Ye Qingxi became increasingly embarrassed by their words, so she could only hold one of their hands in each hand, shake them gently, and blink her eyes, trying to get away with being cute.
Mu Shaoting chuckled.
Mu Shaowu smiled as well.
"Just kidding~" He pinched Ye Qingxi's little cheek. "Our baby is so cute, let alone your grandpa, who could resist spoiling you a little more~"
“Exactly,” Mu Shaoting said. “If I were your grandfather, I would definitely think you are much better than those troublesome children!”
“That’s right,” Mu Shaowu echoed.
Compared to my sweet, well-behaved, and considerate grandson, my children, who only know how to make people angry, are simply worth packing up and throwing away.
"Alright." Mu Shaoting took his small hand in return. "Now that your grandfather has agreed, let's go pick a song, a song that suits you."
Ye Qingxi nodded. He already had an idea. After all, he knew best which song was most suitable for a child's voice. He just didn't know which song his aunt would prefer.
The three of them went into Mu Shaoting's room together.
Mu Shaoting spread the printed song on the table, looked at the lyrics and music, and began to think seriously.
Mu Shaowu accompanied her as she picked out items.
Ye Qingxi sat next to Mu Shaoting and casually nudged her favorite song to Mu Shaoting's side with her arm.
Mu Shaoting picked it up casually, and his eyes lit up instantly.
"Xiaoxi, look at this, do you like it?"
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