Chapter 271 (Bonus Chapter)
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When Ye Qingxi woke up the next day, she subconsciously turned over and called out, "Dad."
When he opened his eyes, he found that there was no one beside him. Only then did he belatedly realize that Mu Shaowu was sick and that he was in Fengque's room.
He sat up, stretched, got out of bed, and walked out of the bedroom.
"You're awake." Feng Que smiled as she saw him come out. "I bought breakfast. Let me see what you like to eat."
Ye Qingxi walked over and found that he truly lived up to his grandfather's reputation as a grandson. Just like Grandpa Feng, his motto was: "If I buy a lot, then you'll definitely get something to eat."
"Is there anything you'd like to eat?" Feng Que asked.
He felt there should be.
Having known Ye Qingxi for almost four months, Feng Que had gained some understanding of his food preferences.
Ye Qingxi has a typical child's palate; she likes sweet and sour foods, as well as salty and spicy foods. Steamed foods are Ye Qingxi's least favorite.
Ye Qingxi nodded, "I want to eat pan-fried buns."
"Okay." Feng Que smiled. "Then go wash up and come out to eat in a bit."
"Yes, thank you, Uncle Feng."
"You're welcome."
Ye Qingxi turned and went into the bathroom, where she began brushing her teeth, washing her face, and applying children's face cream.
After he finished everything and changed his clothes, he sat down at the dining table.
He wondered if his father had woken up yet, and if he was feeling any better today.
"Uncle Feng, is my dad also taking the day off today?" Ye Qingxi asked Feng Que.
"Let him rest for another day," Feng Que said.
A cold is not a big deal, and it's not that easy for adults to catch it when they're together.
However, Mu Shaowu's main co-star is Ye Qingxi, and because they are father and son, the two are very close to each other in the drama.
In this situation, Ye Qingxi is easily infected.
Mu Shaowu didn't want Ye Qingxi to get sick because of him.
Feng Que was also unwilling.
So, out of personal interest, he granted Mu Shaowu another day off.
"We'll film your scenes with the others today, and then we'll see how he is tomorrow. If he's better, we'll film his scenes with the others first. In short, we'll try our best to prevent him from infecting you."
After Feng Que finished speaking, fearing that Ye Qingxi might feel embarrassed, he added, "You know, you only have so much time. If you get sick, it will be troublesome."
Ye Qingxi nodded, "I know."
In ten days, he will be leaving the film crew.
Thinking of this, Ye Qingxi felt a little reluctant.
At that time, he will have to separate from his father.
And Feng Que and Old Master Feng, goodbye, I don't know when.
Ye Qingxi glanced at the man in front of her. Although they had only known each other for less than four months, he quite liked Feng Que.
Hopefully, they'll have another chance to meet in the future, besides this movie.
Ye Qingxi lowered her head and began eating the pan-fried buns in front of her.
After dinner, Feng Que took him to Mu Shaowu's hotel room.
Ye Qingxi had a room key, so she swiped it to enter the room.
Mu Shaowu was still asleep. There was a small blue bucket on the bedside table, containing the tissues he had used.
Seeing that he was sleeping soundly, Ye Qingxi simply emptied the paper from his small trash can, filled it with hot water, and prepared to leave.
But before leaving, he couldn't help but pull the blanket up a little more for Mu Shaowu.
Feng Que looked at him and thought he really did seem like a little adult.
He took Ye Qingxi's hand and left Mu Shaowu's room.
Today, Ye Qingxi is still under Feng Que's care.
The two had just arrived at the film set and gotten out of the car when they happened to run into Feng's parents, who were visiting the set.
Phoenix Palace: ? ? ? !!!
No, why are they here?!
Just as Feng Que was about to lead Ye Qingxi in a different direction, he felt Ye Qingxi tug at his hand and whisper, "Uncle Feng, are those your mom and dad?"
Phoenix Palace: ...
Feng Que wanted to argue, but before he could utter a word, his mother turned around and saw him.
"Xiao Que," Phoenix Mother called out.
Feng Que: ...Alright, this time it has to be.
"Hmm," Feng Que said softly.
Ye Qingxi chuckled and said that he looked similar from a distance.
The phoenix mother and father also saw Ye Qingxi at this moment. They looked at Ye Qingxi and then at their clasped hands, wondering why they were holding hands. Where was Mu Shaowu?
However, judging from the way they're holding hands, the relationship between this stepfather and stepson seems quite good.
The phoenix father and mother walked happily toward the Phoenix Palace.
Feng Que could only walk heavily toward the two of them.
"Why are you here?" he asked, puzzled.
"We're leaving the day after tomorrow, so we came to see you and to say goodbye..."
Just as Feng Mu was about to say "Shao Wu," she suddenly realized that Ye Qingxi was still there. He didn't know that his father and Feng Que were dating, so she quickly deleted Mu Shao Wu and only kept "Xiao Xi."
She looked down at Ye Qingxi and said, "It's been a long time, Xiaoxi."
Ye Qingxi, unsuspecting, greeted her with a smile, "Hello, Grandma."
"Okay, where's your father?" Feng's mother asked curiously.
Hasn't Mu Shaowu already returned?
Why isn't he by Ye Qingxi's side?
Are they filming a movie?
“My father is sick,” Ye Qingxi said, “so he’s resting at the hotel. Thank you for your concern, Grandma.”
Feng's mother exclaimed in surprise, "Your father is sick?!"
She looked at Feng Que, "What's going on?"
I suddenly developed a fever yesterday morning, but it has subsided now. I just have a bit of a cold and am still resting.
When Feng's mother heard it was just a cold, she was relieved.
“But you too,” Phoenix’s mother glared at him, “how could you make someone sick in your own film crew?”
Couldn't you have taken better care of them?!
Phoenix Palace: ? ? ?
Feng Que felt utterly wronged. "Do you think I want him to get sick? I wish he were healthy."
"That's true," Feng's mother said, looking at him. Then, as if suddenly remembering something, she added, "Oh, no wonder you suddenly called yesterday to ask for food. So that's why!"
Ye Qingxi: ? ? ?
Ye Qingxi immediately looked up at the person next to him. "Uncle Feng, you didn't want to eat at home for yourself yesterday at noon, but for my dad?"
Ye Qingxi understood now; no wonder his meals were so bland!
"Thank you," Ye Qingxi said.
He didn't expect Feng Que to bother the family cook for his father's sake. From this perspective, he really is very good to his father.
He is truly a responsible and caring director who loves his actors.
Of course, they could also be friends, Ye Qingxi thought. After all, his father and Feng Que were the same age and both were in high society circles. Perhaps, without his knowledge, they had slowly become friends.
That's why Feng Que specifically asked the Feng family kitchen to prepare a light meal and send it over for his father.
That's good. This way, when Feng Que starts a new play in the future, he should consider his father as a friend more. Ye Qingxi pondered.
"You're welcome." Feng Que looked at him.
After saying that, he gave his mother a dissatisfied look, wondering why she had to say that.
Only then did Feng's mother realize that Ye Qingxi and Mu Shaowu were unaware of this matter.
Then she had to speak up, otherwise wouldn't Mu Shaowu be unaware of what his son had done for him? What if he felt that Feng Que hadn't performed well enough during his illness?
“You have no idea,” Madam Feng looked at Ye Qingxi, “Your Uncle Feng has been eating the crew’s boxed lunches for so long since filming started, but suddenly he called home and asked for a light lunch, which startled the cook at home. It turns out it was because your father was sick.”
"Looking at it this way, he really cares about his actors," Feng's mother remarked.
Phoenix Palace: ...
Ye Qingxi nodded, agreeing. "Uncle Feng really cares about actors. He not only approved leave for my dad, but also helped him take care of me. He's very responsible."
"That's what he should do." Feng's mother looked at his innocent and adorable little face. "If he doesn't take care of you, who else do you expect to take care of you?"
Ye Qingxi: ...The way you're saying this makes it sound like Feng Que is his father.
"Just let him take care of you." Feng's mother helped Ye Qingxi unzip her slightly open down jacket. "Tell him whatever you want to eat, drink, or have. Don't be shy with him."
Ye Qingxi: ...This isn't appropriate.
"You too." Madam Feng looked at Feng Que. "Take good care of Xiao Xi and Xiao Xi's father. Xiao Xi's father entrusted you with taking care of Xiao Xi because he trusts you. You must perform well and never disappoint Xiao Xi's father or make Xiao Xi suffer."
Ye Qingxi: ...Isn't this a bit too obvious?
“I know.” Feng Que said without hesitation, “Don’t worry, I will definitely take good care of Xiao Xi. Even if I am seriously injured, I will never let Xiao Xi lose a single hair.”
Ye Qingxi: ...No need.
He's not that important.
"That's more like it," said Madam Feng with satisfaction.
Ye Qingxi: ? ? ?
Ye Qingxi felt that something was clearly wrong, but the problem was that neither the mother nor the son in front of her thought so.
He silently looked at Feng's father, who hadn't said a word.
Although Feng's father did not speak, he looked very pleased.
No, what are you so pleased about?
Don't you think there's something wrong with the conversation between your wife and son?
Ye Qingxi: ...Could it be his own problem?
Healthy adults like the Feng family, with normal moral values, have such a strong sense of morality and responsibility towards their young. It's just that he died at the age of eighteen, and his biological parents weren't people with a strong sense of morality. As a result, he had never been in contact with such responsible adults and naturally didn't understand them.
Ye Qingxi felt that she really couldn't understand it.
"Thank you... thank you, Grandma," Ye Qingxi said kindly.
Regardless, since the other person had good intentions for him, he should thank them first.
"You're welcome." Madam Feng patted his head. "Baby, you've worked so hard too. Your father is sick and not around, you must be feeling very sad. Don't be afraid. If you're unhappy or uncomfortable, just tell your Uncle Feng. It's okay if you want to cry or make a fuss, he won't mind. Your father will get better soon."
"Mm." Ye Qingxi nodded.
Feng's mother withdrew her hand, opened her bag, and took out two red envelopes. "These are red envelopes from your grandparents."
Ye Qingxi: ? ? ?
Ye Qingxi quickly refused, "Grandma, I can't accept this."
"Sure," Mother Feng said with a smile. "You've been having dinner with your great-grandfather and playing with him and Aristotle, which has made him quite happy and put our minds at ease. So you must accept this red envelope."
Feng's father also said, "Yes."
Upon seeing this, Ye Qingxi looked up at Feng Que, and only accepted the item after he nodded.
"Thank you, Grandpa and Grandma."
"You're welcome," Mother Feng said with a smile. "We should be thanking you."
"Grandma, are you leaving again?" Ye Qingxi remembered what she had just said; they were leaving the day after tomorrow.
"Yes. We've been back for quite a while now, and there's a ton of work to do at the company, so we have to go back."
Upon hearing this, Ye Qingxi thought to herself that Old Master Feng would be alone again.
It's really quite pitiful.
“Then when my dad gets better, I’ll go see my great-grandfather and talk to him.”
"Okay," Phoenix Mother said with a smile.
A hint of tenderness appeared in Feng's father's eyes.
His mother was gone, leaving only his father, and Feng's father naturally cared deeply for this only father.
If the old man hadn't insisted on returning to China, he wouldn't have wanted him to come back alone at all.
His son finally came back, but he couldn't spend time with his father because he was filming.
Unexpectedly, Ye Qingxi, a child from a different family, would care so much about her father.
No wonder the old man likes him.
He is indeed a lovely child.
“Your great-grandfather will be very happy to see you,” said Feng’s father.
Ye Qingxi smiled and said, "I was also very happy to see my great-grandfather."
"That's perfect, you're all happy, and we're happy too."
After finishing speaking, Feng's mother glanced at her son.
Feng Que: ...What are you looking at? It's not what you think at all!
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