Chapter 35 (Combined with Chapter 35)
Thirty-five:
Ye Qingxi pushed open the door and returned to her room.
He didn't go back to Mu Shaowu's room, but instead returned to the room that Mu Feng had initially prepared for him.
A person is sitting.
He hadn't expected Mu Feng to say those things to him.
Ye Qingxi instinctively felt that this shouldn't be the case. Qin Cheng was Mu Feng's biological grandson, so of course he should love Qin Cheng the most. That would be reasonable, appropriate, and fair.
But he could also clearly feel the emotion and warmth that welled up in his heart after hearing those words.
He was happy because of Mu Feng's words.
That joy was subtle, as if it knew it shouldn't be there, hidden with utmost care.
But it still appeared.
Uncontrolled.
involuntarily.
This was something Ye Qingxi had never experienced before.
No one had ever told him so directly, earnestly, and solemnly that he would love him the most, and always would love him the most.
He doesn't even have his biological parents.
But now, Mu Feng says this.
He not only said it, he also did it.
From the moment he entered the Mu family, Mu Feng had always been very gentle and caring towards him.
Just like this bedroom, even though he didn't realize that the original style of the bedroom was not suitable for a five-year-old child, it didn't stop him from feeling that he needed a bedroom, so he reserved the bedroom closest to Mu Shaowu, his future father, for him.
Clumsy, simple, and sincere.
He hoped that he would be happy in the Mu family and that he would grow up healthy and joyful.
Hopefully, he can consider this place his home.
She treated him like her own grandfather.
Ye Qingxi had a family, but she never had any memories of her grandfather.
He didn't know if all grandfathers loved their grandsons this way.
However, he clearly felt Mu Feng's love for him.
They loved him more than all his parents combined.
She loved him even more than he thought.
For the first time, he felt such overwhelming love, like a rising tide pouring into his once parched life, or like scorching sunlight illuminating the damp gloom of the past.
So much so that, in his heart, which he thought had long been barren, a vine actually sprouted from the cracks, vainly hoping to bloom into a splendid flower.
Ye Qingxi pinched her arm; it hurt, she could feel it—it wasn't a dream.
The world he lives in is real.
Mu Feng is real.
The love he felt was real.
He raised his hand, covered his eyes, and quietly began to cry.
He didn't cry for long before quickly wiping away his tears, then went to the bathroom to wash his face with cold water to make himself look less like he had been crying. Only then did he leave his bedroom and return to Mu Shaowu's bedroom next door.
Mu Shaowu was on the phone with his agent.
Ye Qingxi didn't disturb him, took out her books, and started doing her homework.
A short while later, Mu Shaowu finished his call and walked over to him.
He asked curiously, "What did your grandfather say to you?"
Ye Qingxi was a little embarrassed to say it, so she said, "It's nothing."
"Why can't I hear it if there's nothing wrong?"
Ye Qingxi shook her head, looking completely innocent. "Then you'll have to ask Grandpa."
Mu Shaowu looked at his slightly red eyes and touched them. "You cried?"
Ye Qingxi: ...
Ye Qingxi had no choice but to admit, "Just a little bit."
Now Mu Shaowu was even more confused, "What did your grandfather say to you that made you cry?"
That shouldn't be happening!
The old man seems to really like Ye Qingxi!
They definitely wouldn't scold him, so why was he crying?!
Seeing his worried expression, Ye Qingxi had no choice but to confess, "It's nothing, it's just that Grandpa said he likes me, so I'm a little touched."
He spoke somewhat awkwardly, as if a little shy, and after finishing, he quickly turned his head and focused his gaze on the book.
Mu Shaowu: ? ? ? ?
Mu Shaowu raised his hand and turned his face towards him. "Then why weren't you moved when I told you I liked you before?"
Ye Qingxi: ? ? ?
No way, why are you comparing yourself to your dad? Your competitive spirit is way too strong!
Mu Shaowu looked aggrieved and pitiful. "You're biased! Ye Qingxi, you're not fair! You like your grandfather, but you don't like me!"
Ye Qingxi: ...
This has actually been put on a show.
Okay, you're touched, aren't you? Fine, I'll grant your wish.
Ye Qingxi's eyes immediately reddened, and she said with tears in her eyes, "I didn't, I like them all, I didn't show favoritism."
As he spoke, tears streamed down his face. "I was clearly moved, but Dad is wronging me."
The next second, Ye Qingxi burst into tears.
Are you moved?
Dare to move?!
Mu Shaowu: !!!
Mu Shaowu was so frightened that she quickly hugged him, "No, no, no, don't cry, baby. I was wrong, I was wrong. Baby, you didn't show favoritism. You're the fairest. Don't cry."
Mu Shaowu frantically pulled out tissues to wipe the tears from his face.
He just wanted to cheer Ye Qingxi up after he had just cried, but he didn't expect to make the child cry instead.
How could anyone cause such a huge disaster!
Mu Shaowu felt he deserved to die!
"I was wrong, I was wrong, baby, please forgive me?" Mu Shaowu carefully wiped away his tears.
Ye Qingxi chuckled to herself with smug satisfaction.
That's it?
She even dared to put on an act in front of him.
It's just acting, who's afraid of who?
Ye Qingxi sniffed, her eyes lowered, looking utterly aggrieved.
Mu Shaowu: ...
Mu Shaowu wished he could slap himself twice.
"Do you want some fried chicken? Dad will buy it for you, right now."
To be honest, Ye Qingxi was actually thinking about it.
He had just eaten, so, "I can't finish it."
"It's okay, I'll eat the rest for you."
"I also want to drink Coke."
"Drink, drink, there's more at home."
"And sweet potato balls."
"no problem."
"Dried sweet potato".
"No problem."
Ye Qingxi was satisfied. "Dad, you're so good."
Mu Shaowu's heart softened instantly. What an angel! He was the one who made him cry, but not only did he not blame him, he also praised him!
Mu Shaowu couldn't help but hug him and nuzzle Ye Qingxi's soft little face, "Xiaoxi is so good, Xiaoxi is the best baby in the world."
Ye Qingxi: ...Dad, you're hugging me a little too tightly.
Having satisfied Mu Shaowu's desire for "emotion," Ye Qingxi received a late-night snack in return, and her mood brightened once again.
So he kindly said to his adoptive father, "Dad, I don't feel wronged. I was just teasing you."
However, Mu Shaowu did not believe it.
What a joke! His son isn't an actor; he can't just cry on cue, with tears falling like pearls from a broken string.
She must have said that on purpose to make him happy.
What a good boy! Mu Shaowu's heart softened even more instantly. His son loved him so much that he even knew how to coax him.
He really loves his dad!
"Baby, you're so good." Mu Shaowu said, moved.
Ye Qingxi: ...Well, he's actually moved now.
Ye Qingxi chuckled softly.
Fine, he's already confessed, but his dad doesn't believe him. What can he do?
Let's maintain this beautiful misunderstanding so that his cheap old man can be touched for a little longer.
Ye Qingxi turned her head and began to do her homework.
Seeing the smile on his lips, Mu Shaowu couldn't help but smile too.
Originally, his intention was simply to make Ye Qingxi happy, which is why he deliberately teased her.
Now that Ye Qingxi is smiling, his goal has been achieved.
Mu Shaowu patted his head happily as he watched him do the homework assigned by the teacher.
"Oh, right, Dad." Ye Qingxi turned to look at him as if she remembered something. "Do you have time lately? Brother Qin Cheng asked me to go out and play."
Where are we going?
"Water park".
“Okay,” Mu Shaowu agreed, “but tomorrow won’t work, and we’re having a family banquet on Sunday. How about next Sunday?”
"Then ask your uncle if he's free next Sunday."
"good."
As Mu Shaowu spoke, he made a phone call to Mu Zheng.
Mu Zheng didn't answer, but appeared outside his bedroom two minutes later.
"What's up?"
"Are you free next Sunday? Xiao Cheng invited Xiao Xi to the water park. Perfect timing, I'm free next Sunday."
Mu Zheng didn't expect Qin Cheng to take the initiative to ask Ye Qingxi out.
He thought this was a precious time for him and his son to spend together.
However, he already liked Ye Qingxi and hoped that Qin Cheng could have a close relationship with his younger brother like he did, so he said without hesitation, "Okay."
"I'll make the arrangements," Mu Shaowu said to him. "I'll call you in advance."
"Okay." Mu Zheng had no objections.
After discussing the water park with Mu Shaowu, he specifically said goodbye to Ye Qingxi before preparing to leave.
Before leaving, Mu Zheng, as usual, went to say goodbye to Mu Feng.
Mu Zheng looked at him and said, "Let's not change Xiao Cheng's surname for now."
Just now, when Ye Qingxi buried her head in his chest, Mu Feng felt a very light wetness.
He's still just a child. He seems indifferent and says things like, "You can love Brother Qin Cheng more," but deep down, he's afraid that Qin Cheng won't love him anymore.
Yes, he's all he has left in this world.
Mu Feng didn't want Ye Qingxi to overthink things, so he decided to maintain the status quo.
"Okay," Mu Zheng replied.
Mu Feng spoke to him for a few more minutes before letting him leave.
He walked back to his bedside and looked at the short-sleeved shirt on the bed.
This is the first time in all these years that someone has given him a short-sleeved shirt like this.
Mu Feng picked it up and touched the soft fabric, as if he were touching Ye Qingxi's soft heart.
The fried chicken delivery that Mu Shaowu ordered took a while to arrive.
He invited Mu Shaoting and Ye Qingxi to have a late-night snack together.
Mu Shaoyan returned right after they finished eating.
As soon as Mu Shaoting saw him, her eyes lit up. She waved to him and eagerly pulled him into her bedroom to share today's juicy gossip.
Mu Shaoyan: !!!
"So Xiao Cheng is Big Brother's biological son!" Mu Shaoyan's pupils dilated in shock.
“You bet.” Mu Shaoting cracked sunflower seeds. “Shocking, right? I was even more shocked than you!”
"Dad...is he alright?"
"Dad is alright. Xiao Cheng is my eldest brother's child, which is better than Xiao Cheng being someone else's child."
That's true," Mu Shaoyan nodded. His father wasn't exactly a kind-hearted person, so he was willing to raise his own grandson and his friend's grandson.
If someone is raising another man's son, the fact that his father even gives the other man a second glance is already a favor because of his brother.
"I should have come back sooner," Mu Shaoyan said regretfully, regretting that he hadn't been able to witness such a juicy juicy story.
What a blunder!
"So where did you go? Why are you so late?"
"Of course, it's about upholding justice." Mu Shaoyan sat up. "Let's go."
"Mu Shaoyan, this is your last year of high school. You need to hurry up and not just focus on fighting, you also need to study."
"I know, I know," Mu Shaoyan replied perfunctorily, and left Mu Shaoting's bedroom.
That evening, Mu Feng notified everyone to come over for dinner on Sunday.
The Mu family: ? ? ?
"Didn't we eat this before? Why are you eating it again?"
"Yes, what happened this time?"
"I don't know. Could it be related to Ye Qingxi?"
"I don't think so. They already gave us shares last time. Do you think they can give us them again?"
"It's really puzzling. The old man has been quite busy lately."
So the group started looking around again, but this time they didn't find anything out even after searching for a long time.
The main problem is that this is a sensitive topic. It would inevitably involve the events of the past. Mu Shaoting is willing to share this with Mu Shaoyan because he is her younger brother, but she is unwilling to talk about it with others and let them gossip about her brother.
Mu Shaoyan shared the same thought as her, and no matter who asked, he would say, "You'll find out when the time comes."
So much so that until Zhou Tian arrived at the Mu family's old residence, no one else in the Mu family knew the purpose of this family banquet.
Even if you don't know, you still have to be polite.
So everyone prepared gifts to give to Mu Feng.
Mu Feng confiscated the items and instructed them to deliver them to Qin Cheng.
Everyone was shocked, wondering if today's events were related to Qin Cheng.
They quickly recalled their interactions with Qin Cheng, and finally realized that... they really didn't have much interaction.
After all, Qin Cheng had only been with the Mu family for a year. During that year, they didn't often come to the Mu family's old residence, and Qin Cheng didn't come often either. They were both at their own homes, so there was hardly any chance for them to meet.
The few times they met were only because Qin Cheng was Mu Zheng's stepson. No one would be foolish enough to make things difficult for Mu Feng's son's stepson at the Mu family's old house; that would be courting death.
Others may not know what kind of personality Mu Feng has, but the Mu family knows it all too well.
He is a typical master of double standards.
He could be cold and indifferent to Qin Cheng because Qin Cheng was not Mu Zheng's biological son.
But others can't.
If someone else did that, he would think you were looking down on his son.
So every time we meet, everyone is polite and courteous, but sometimes they're just too polite and courteous, and there's nothing we can do about that.
Since he's not their biological child and will never be the head of the Mu family, there's no need to be overly enthusiastic.
Why did the old man suddenly change his attitude today?
Everyone was puzzled, but they didn't show it and politely presented the gifts to Qin Cheng.
Upon seeing this, Qin Cheng looked up at Mu Zheng, and seeing him nod, he accepted the item and said to them, "Thank you."
After delivering the gifts, it was almost lunchtime, so everyone went back into the restaurant that was used for family banquets.
Ye Qingxi thought that Qin Cheng would sit next to Mu Feng this time. He was about to sit with Mu Shaowu when he heard Mu Feng slowly say, "Xiao Xi, come here."
Ye Qingxi: ? ? ? Me?
Are you sure it's him? Or not Qin Cheng?
Ye Qingxi walked over with a puzzled look and sat down next to Mu Feng.
He looked at the other people at the table and, just like last time, smiled politely.
Mu Feng then raised his hand and patted his head.
He was still wearing the bracelet that Ye Qingxi had given him, which was made by Old Master Pei and was very eye-catching with its clear, bright green color.
Mu Kun looked at it and laughed, "Brother, you've started playing with prayer beads now?"
"No." Mu Feng withdrew his hand and turned to look at him.
"Then what's that in your hand?"
“Xiao Xi won it back.” Mu Feng glanced down and said gently, “He was playing with Pei Ying’s grandson and won the bracelet that Pei Ying had just bought. He gave it to me.”
"I see. Xiao Xi is really filial."
“Xiao Xi is certainly filial; he even gave me a short-sleeved shirt the day before yesterday.”
Upon hearing this, everyone couldn't help but praise Ye Qingxi in line with his words.
As Ye Qingxi listened, she felt that she was overstepping her bounds. Wasn't Qin Cheng the main character today?
How did it end up on him again?
Isn't that inappropriate?
He turned to look at Qin Cheng and saw that Qin Cheng was looking in his direction. When Qin Cheng saw that he had looked at him, he smiled at him.
Ye Qingxi: ...
Ye Qingxi felt a pang of guilt.
He lowered his head, thinking to himself, "Let's serve the food. After that, it'll be time to eat, and my grandfather will be ready to announce the important matters."
They still hired the same chef who also worked at state banquets.
The menu remains extensive.
After all the dishes were served, Mu Feng calmly began to speak, "I called everyone here today because there's something I need to discuss."
Everyone nodded in agreement: That's right, every time they come here they have something to say.
If nothing else is going on, the old man would probably love to see them in the family WeChat group every single day of the year.
“Xiao Cheng is Mu Zheng’s child, so…”
Mu Feng took out a file folder and handed it to Qin Cheng, saying, "This is a gift from your grandfather: 1% of the group's shares."
Hearing this, Qin Cheng couldn't help but recall that when he had eaten here last time, his grandfather had given Ye Qingxi a gift like this.
However, at his age, he didn't know what shares were, so he didn't understand how valuable the gift was, let alone what it represented.
He simply turned to look at Mu Zheng, asking himself with his eyes whether he should accept it.
Mu Zheng nodded, "Take it."
Qin Cheng then reached out and took it, saying, "Thank you, Grandpa."
"You're welcome," Mu Feng said gently.
After he finished speaking, he looked at everyone and, regardless of the turmoil in their hearts, calmly said, "Let's eat."
Then, he picked up a shrimp ball from the table and put it into Ye Qingxi's bowl.
Other members of the Mu family: ? ? ?
The Mu family relatives looked at each other, completely bewildered by his series of actions.
Qin Cheng is Mu Zheng's son? How is this possible?
Is the old man joking?
No, Mu Feng is not one to joke around.
Besides, you can say whatever you want, but you can't just give away shares randomly.
Qin Cheng has been with the Mu family for a year now. If Mu Feng wanted to give it to him, he would have done so long ago.
But the fact that he hasn't given it to me means that he never intended to give it to me in the first place.
This wasn't originally intended to be given, so if it was given out suddenly, something must have happened.
For example: Qin Cheng is Mu Zheng's son.
But if that's the case, how come the old man didn't know before?
Everyone was puzzled for a moment.
Mu Kun couldn't help but ask again, "Brother, what's going on?"
"Nothing much," Mu Feng said calmly. "It's just that Xiao Cheng is Mu Zheng's son. The couple had a misunderstanding before, but it's been cleared up now. It's nothing serious. Let's eat."
Seeing that Mu Feng seemed reluctant to elaborate, everyone wisely refrained from asking further questions.
But as they ate, they couldn't help but secretly glance at Qin Cheng again.
Qin Cheng was previously a stepson, but now he has become a biological son.
He is Mu Zheng's biological son and Mu Feng's biological grandson, so it is very likely that he will be the next person in charge of the Mu family.
The way people looked at him immediately changed.
It's true what they say, fortunes really do change. In less than thirty years, or even thirty days, just over ten days, the old man's favorite has changed from Ye Qingxi to...
Wait a minute, everyone looked at Ye Qingxi sitting next to Mu Feng, who was gently serving her food.
this……
The Mu family was puzzled once again.
Logically speaking, biological grandchildren should be more loved and valued than non-biological grandchildren.
But now, sitting next to the old man is Ye Qingxi, the old man is serving food to Ye Qingxi, and Ye Qingxi even owns that 1% share!
Moreover, judging from the tender and affectionate way he looked at Ye Qingxi, if they hadn't known the old man for so many years, they would have thought he was a kind old man.
The Mu family was puzzled.
What's this?
Compared to Qin Cheng, does Mu Feng value this old friend's grandson more?
It seems... not impossible.
It's mainly because of Mu Feng. He's been unruly and unpredictable since childhood, so it's not surprising that he does anything.
Look, isn't he still wearing the bracelet that Ye Qingxi gave him?
The Mu family couldn't figure it out, so they stopped trying.
In any case, Ye Qingxi doesn't seem to have fallen out of favor and is still the old man's favorite, so they should continue to treat him well.
As for Qin Cheng, he is the old man's grandson and Mu Zheng's son. How could they not take him seriously?
These two kids are truly someone you can't afford to mess with, nor can you ignore either of them.
Thinking this through, the Mu family members didn't say anything more and just ate their food.
Ye Qingxi was also eating.
Today, Mu Feng served him a lot of food, and with Mu Shaowu also serving him, he kept eating but never finished.
Strange, Ye Qingxi thought. Mu Feng would never put so much food on his plate during a normal meal.
Most of the time, he would pick up the food and put it in his bowl when he took his first bite of the food at the start of the meal, and then he would stop picking up food for him.
But today, I got pinched several times in a row. Why is that?
Ye Qingxi was eating and thinking at the same time when suddenly he stopped.
He looked at the Mu family members chatting and eating at the long table in front of him.
In an instant, everything became clear.
He did it on purpose.
It was intentional, done to show them.
Just like he deliberately mentioned the house clothes he gave him.
At this moment, Ye Qingxi understood what Mu Feng had told him last night: "When you grow up, you will find that Grandpa did not lie to you. Grandpa would not lie to you about this kind of thing. Grandpa will love you even more, and everyone will know that Grandpa loves you even more."
He deliberately served him food repeatedly when there were many people around, especially when Mu's relatives were present, and said things about him, all to solidify his position.
The purpose was to let everyone present know that even though he now has a grandson, he still loves him, and even loves him more.
So he let him sit next to him, so he wore his bracelet, so he kept putting food on his plate.
He is letting everyone know about this through his actions.
I know that he still has this trump card in the Mu family.
Ye Qingxi once again truly felt the overwhelming and passionate love from Mu Feng.
It was as if it wanted to completely melt him, pouring down on him without any restraint or hindrance.
What merit or ability does he possess? How could he possibly be worthy of it?
He wasn't worried that he would get used to it, become arrogant and spoiled, and eventually really consider himself the heir of the Mu family.
Ye Qingxi felt a lump in her throat, picked up her chopsticks, took a piece of braised pork, and put it in Mu Feng's bowl.
Mu Feng smiled at him, just as he had when he looked at him last night—gentle, tolerant, and full of love.
The vines that Ye Qingxi had quietly sprouted the night before were now growing wildly, drawing nourishment from Mu Feng's love, and growing upwards continuously and bravely.
His familial love was embodied in this moment, taking the form of Mu Feng's face.
He thought he wanted to be with Mu Feng forever, never to be separated.
His grandfather was the best grandfather in the world.
He liked his grandfather; he loved his grandfather.
Before he turned eighteen, Ye Qingxi didn't feel anything about the word "grandfather"; he didn't think it had any warmth.
This is a useless word in his life; it has no reason to exist at all.
But Ye Qingxi now felt the burning intensity of that word.
The word "grandfather" became the most important word in his life; he would rather die again than lose it.
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