Chapter 269 (First Update)
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Looking at his calm eyes and brows, Feng Que felt as if her heart had "plop" into a spring of spring water.
He touched Ye Qingxi's soft hair, and vaguely felt as if he had touched her heart, which was softer than the clouds.
"Okay." Feng Que said gently, "Then I'll take you back now."
That's not what Ye Qingxi meant.
He said, "Uncle Feng, you can stay here. I'll have Uncle Zhao take me back."
“I’ve already said,” Feng Que looked directly into his eyes, “I’m taking care of you today, so I’ll stay with you forever.”
"But……"
"It's alright." Feng Que glanced at his watch. "It's just an hour. Consider it a day off for everyone."
"Everyone works hard, so going to lunch an hour earlier will allow us to rest a little longer at noon and work better in the afternoon."
Seeing that he insisted, Ye Qingxi stopped trying to persuade him.
“Alright then,” he agreed. “Thank you, Uncle Feng.”
"You are welcome."
Feng Que sat down next to him, made a phone call to his assistant and assistant director, and then accompanied Ye Qingxi back to the hotel.
Mu Shaowu was still sleeping.
I'm sleeping very soundly.
Ye Qingxi didn't bother him.
He simply sat by his bedside, keeping him company without saying a word.
But he was still young, and Zeng Chong was afraid that Mu Shaowu would get better and he would get sick because he had spent too much time in the same room with Mu Shaowu, so he gently persuaded him to leave.
It was lunchtime, and Zeng Chong asked them, "What would you like to eat?"
"Grandpa Feng sent it to me," Ye Qingxi said.
"And what about you, Director Feng?"
Phoenix Palace: ...
"My grandpa said he'd deliver it to me on his way."
Zeng Chong: ...This "on the way" part is quite subtle.
"Then I'll just order my own," Zeng Chong said.
"No need." Ye Qingxi looked at him. "Uncle Zeng, you can have my share. Great-Grandpa usually gives me more."
Phoenix Palace: ...
Zeng Chong: ...
Zeng Chong glanced at Feng Que silently, feeling that at this moment, the person surnamed Feng didn't seem like the famous director in front of him anymore.
Before long, the special dish from the Feng family was delivered.
Zeng Chong looked at Mu Shaowu, who was still sleeping in the bedroom, and hesitated whether to wake him up.
"Never mind," Feng Que said. "Let him rest properly."
Ye Qingxi felt the same way; at this moment, sleeping was clearly more important than eating.
It's fine to eat when his father has had enough sleep and wakes up naturally.
He took out the food that Mu Shaowu liked in advance and left it aside before placing the rest in front of Feng Que and Zeng Chong, saying, "Let's eat together."
“Okay,” Feng Que said.
He opened his lunchbox and discovered that it was different from Ye Qingxi's.
Ye Qingxi's selection is more diverse, while his is lighter and fresher in flavor.
Each has its own emphasis.
Feng Que left some of the food that he remembered Mu Shaowu liked and placed it next to the pile of lunch boxes that Ye Qingxi had left for Mu Shaowu.
Ye Qingxi: ? ? ?
Zeng Chong: ? ? ?
Phoenix Palace: ...
He looked at the four eyes in front of him and explained in a pretentious manner, "I think this food looks quite bland, maybe he can eat it when he wakes up."
It seems these dishes were actually prepared by the cook for him, not for Mu Shaowu.
"Thank you, Uncle Feng," Ye Qingxi said gratefully.
"No need," Feng Que said with a smile. "After all, he's the male lead in the drama, and I hope he recovers soon."
After finishing their meal, Ye Qingxi spent some more time with Mu Shaowu, and then it was almost time for the afternoon's filming.
Feng Que was understanding. "If you want to stay here with your father, I'll grant you half a day off."
Ye Qingxi shook her head.
Having been an actor for so many years, his dedication is practically ingrained in his bones.
That morning, when he was thinking about Mu Shaowu, he only told Feng Que that he wanted to come back after finishing filming.
Looking at him, who was so inseparable from his father yet still insisted on working, Feng Que thought he was truly very responsible and self-disciplined.
"Actually, you can rest for half a day."
"No need~" Ye Qingxi stood up. "There's no point in me staying here, so I should go do something useful."
Phoenix Palace: ...
Feng Que felt once again that he really was different from ordinary children.
More sensible.
They are also better at considering others.
His grandfather was right; Ye Qingxi was indeed not suited to have siblings.
He is better suited to be an only child, surrounded only by his loving parents, grandparents, aunts, uncles, and other relatives.
In this way, he can maintain his integrity without being harmed.
Feng Que took Ye Qingxi away from Mu Shaowu's room and went to the film set.
The afternoon shoot went smoothly as well.
Ye Qingxi and Qi Yi worked together very well. Feng Que would occasionally give them some acting advice and sometimes stay by Ye Qingxi's side to talk to him.
Mu Shaowu woke up around 3 p.m. Zeng Chong heated up the food that Ye Qingxi and Feng Que had specially saved for him.
He ate some food, took some photos of Ye Qingxi to reassure him, and then went back to sleep.
When Ye Qingxi finished filming her scenes in the afternoon and went back for dinner, she received both good news and bad news.
Good news: Mu Shaowu's fever seems to have subsided.
Bad news: He seems to be catching a cold.
Mu Shaowu sneezed and said to his son, "It's nothing. I usually recover from a fever and it turns into a cold, which then gets better in a few days. It's not a big deal."
Ye Qingxi nodded, "I see."
“But you can’t sleep with me tonight,” Mu Shaowu said. “Colds are contagious, especially since I’m an adult and you’re a child. Children have weaker immune systems and can easily catch colds from adults.”
"I'm not afraid," Ye Qingxi said.
Mu Shaowu nodded. "Of course you're not afraid, but your father is. So tonight..."
Mu Shaowu glanced at Feng Que.
Phoenix Palace: ?
"Go sleep at your Uncle Feng's place first," Mu Shaowu said helplessly to Ye Qingxi.
He had already given this matter considerable thought.
Although his suite had a small bedroom, it had never been occupied and the bed was piled with his and Ye Qingxi's belongings. It would be very inconvenient to make room for it now.
But what if Ye Qingxi gets infected and he continues to sleep in the master bedroom they're currently in?
Either he goes out to sleep, or Ye Qingxi goes out to sleep.
Considering that his bedroom already had a virus, Mu Shaowu felt that the safest option was for Ye Qingxi to sleep outside.
But where should we sleep?
He hesitated for an entire afternoon between Zeng Chong and Feng Que, and finally felt that although he was more familiar with Zeng Chong, Ye Qingxi seemed to be more familiar with Feng Que.
Before filming started, he spent some time at Feng Que's grandfather's house with Feng Que. During that time, they got along very well. Sometimes, he would spend the whole Sunday taking acting training classes with Feng Que, and Ye Qingxi would also spend the whole day at Feng Que's house, discussing with Feng Que how to teach him, how to help him better perform his acting, and what to have for dinner.
He had experience spending time with Feng Que in a closed room, but he had not with Zeng Chong.
Therefore, Mu Shaowu felt that Ye Qingxi might prefer to stay with Feng Que.
Moreover, Feng Que lives in a suite with two bedrooms, just like hers, and he has very good living habits. The small bedroom is not full of things and is empty, so Ye Qingxi can sleep there alone.
Zeng Chong, on the other hand, has a suite with only one bedroom. Once Ye Qingxi moves there, she will have to sleep in the same bed with him.
Mu Shaowu was afraid that Ye Qingxi wouldn't want to sleep with someone she wasn't used to.
Ye Qingxi was surprised that his father would ask him to sleep in someone else's room, and quickly refused, saying, "I can sleep on the edge of the bed, not next to you."
“Then you’ll stay in the same room as me,” Mu Shaowu said.
"Then I'll go to the small bedroom."
"It's full of stuff inside, it's hard to move."
Ye Qingxi: ...
"Or, you can stay here, and I'll go sleep with your Uncle Feng?" Mu Shaowu suggested.
We'll have to thoroughly disinfect his room then.
Phoenix Palace: !!!
Zeng Chong: !!!
Dude, shouldn't you be thinking of me right now?
Why is it Director Feng?!
Mu Shaowu quickly realized what was happening.
That's true. If he goes out to sleep, then he should sleep with Zeng Chong.
I forgot to change the object for a moment.
"You misspoke, it was me who slept with your Uncle Zeng," Mu Shaowu quickly corrected.
Phoenix Palace: ? ? ? !!!
Phoenix Palace: ...
Feng Que hugged Ye Qingxi tightly, "Teacher Mu, you're not feeling well, so let's not change places. Xiaoxi and I will sleep here."
Why is it that if it were you, you would have slept with Zeng Chong?!
Feng Que glared at Zeng Chong in her heart.
What are the good things about Zeng Chong?
Why choose him and not myself?!
“Perfect timing, I have some script-related matters I'd like to discuss with Xiaoxi,” Feng Que added.
Ye Qingxi: ...
But he still wanted to sleep with his father.
However, judging from his father's attitude, it's probably impossible.
Ye Qingxi felt helpless; sometimes, his father just valued him too much.
They're taking it all a bit too seriously.
"Then I'll sleep with Uncle Feng," Ye Qingxi said. "Dad, you don't need to keep changing, just get some rest."
That should put his father's mind at ease.
"Okay." Mu Shaowu was relieved to see that he had agreed.
He helped Ye Qingxi pack her pajamas, toothbrush, and toothpaste.
“If you’re not happy with your stay, just call Dad, and he’ll have Uncle Zeng pick you up,” Mu Shaowu whispered in his ear.
If he hadn't been sick, he wouldn't have let Ye Qingxi sleep with someone else.
"Mm," Ye Qingxi replied.
He took the small backpack that Mu Shaowu had packed and said, "Dad, remember to take your medicine and go to bed early."
"no problem."
After saying that, Mu Shaowu glanced at Feng Que and said, "Take good care of my son."
Feng Que nodded, "Don't worry."
He took Ye Qingxi's small backpack and left Mu Shaowu's room with her.
"Should we go to my room and put our things down first?" Feng Que asked the child beside her.
Ye Qingxi shook her head.
"Let's go to the film set first."
He has two more scenes to film tonight.
“Okay,” Feng Que replied.
When Feng Que arrived at the film set, he watched Ye Qingxi and the actor playing the security guard rehearsing their lines. He silently took out his phone and began searching for information on how to interact with a six-year-old child alone.
Should I cook him something delicious?
But his suite doesn't have a kitchen.
Play games with him?
What should we play?
Tell a bedtime story?
Does Ye Qingxi like listening to bedtime stories?
As Feng Que was watching, the assistant director leaned over to talk to him about filming, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Feng Que's search results.
Assistant Director: ? ? ?
The assistant director asked in confusion, "Director Feng, when did you have your child?"
Phoenix Palace: !!!
"What do you mean?!"
"So what are you searching for: parenting guides or single dad parenting guides?"
Phoenix Palace: ...
Feng Que then remembered the content he had opened; the title was: "Single Dads Don't Know How to Take Care of Kids? These Tips Will Help You Easily Handle It."
Phoenix Palace: ...
Feng Que silently placed the phone face down on her lap. "It's not what you think."
"What is that?" the assistant director asked, puzzled.
"It's not that Teacher Mu is sick and afraid of infecting Xiao Xi, so he asked Xiao Xi to sleep with me tonight. I was afraid that Xiao Xi would feel uncomfortable with me, so I couldn't help but want to see how I can get along better with a child his age."
"Oh~" the assistant director understood. "Teacher Mu really trusts you!"
The assistant director remarked, "Teacher Mu values Xiao Xi so much, like the apple of his eye. Now he won't let his agent sleep with Xiao Xi and has chosen you instead. It's clear that in Teacher Mu's heart, you must be both reliable and trustworthy!"
"Teacher Mu must value you highly."
"Really?" Feng Que laughed in a very cheap way.
"Of course. We fathers are all like that. We only entrust our children to the people we trust the most. For me, it's my child's mother, and for Teacher Mu, it's you, Director Feng."
Phoenix Palace: ...
Feng Que felt ashamed and embarrassed.
The way you're saying that makes it sound like she's the child's mother.
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