Xiaxia shook her head, forcing herself to shake off all those thoughts, and went to the other side of the phone to talk to her father.
He talked about how hard it was to work with his father in the morning and how much he missed his dad.
Chu Qing patiently waited for Xia Xia to finish speaking. After Xia Xia had said everything she had prepared to say to her father, she finally asked:
"What about Dad? Does he miss me?"
"I've been thinking about you all morning, Xiaxia. Could you ask your father if he can take you out a little longer tonight?"
"Why?"
It was barely bearable for Xiaxia to stay with her father during the day, but it was torture for her to have to stay there when it was her turn to go home with her father at night.
He asked why, but you could tell from his tone that he really wanted to refuse.
"The design I showed you a while ago won first prize in a competition. Everyone in the department said we should go out to celebrate, and it might be a bit late after dinner."
"Wow, Daddy is so awesome."
The little guy's beautiful eyes were full of admiration, and for a moment he even forgot his disappointment at having to go home with his dad late that night.
"What time is it tonight, Dad?"
Xiaxia needs a definite time to prove that her father is just a little late and not going to abandon her here.
Around 8:30.
"Okay, I'll go tell my father, goodbye Dad."
After saying that, Xiaxia hung up the phone. He knew that his father loved him and was soft-hearted, so he could never bear to hang up first and could only let his father come.
As for his father telling him to ask his father if he had time, Xiaxia selectively ignored it.
A father should be secretly delighted to have such a cute little baby spend more time with his father; how could he not have time?
What did your father say to you?
"Dad's company has a dinner party tonight, so please take me with you for a while."
"good."
Wei Yutang is meeting with a business partner this afternoon. They have collaborated several times before, and they always have a meal together after each meeting. He was thinking about how to decline the meeting without causing any trouble.
Looking at it now, there's no need to worry about it anymore.
When the people from the villa brought Xiaxia's pajamas over, Wei Yutang instructed them in advance to bring another set of looser clothes as well.
Xiaxia's clothes today were too small, as if they were constricting his body. Just looking at them made me feel sorry for Xiaxia.
Xiaxia is not fat; in fact, he is rather thin compared to other children his age. It was only recently, after Chu Qing helped him gain some baby fat, that he developed a bit of chubby cheeks.
After he fell asleep, Wei Yutang tucked him in. Before, he could only see the similarities between Xia Xia and himself, but now he felt that Xia Xia's nose and eyebrows were very similar to Chu Qing's.
However, Chu Qing's temperament is rather gentle, and Xia Xia is too mischievous, which makes the similarity less obvious.
In the afternoon, I met with President Gu, who is nearly forty years old but still single.
He grew up abroad and has an open mindset. He has had many relationships, but they all ended amicably without any dramatic betrayals or affairs. The breakups were simply due to a lack of love.
Today he was wearing a dark blue suit, and his temperament was more gentle than Wei Yutang's coldness.
After arriving at the place and sitting down, Wei Yutang gave a brief introduction.
“This is my son, Xiaxia.”
"Xiaxia, call him Uncle Gu."
Xiaxia, sitting on the soft chair, stared at President Gu for a long time until she heard her father's voice and then obediently called him "Uncle".
When President Gu smiles, you can see fine lines at the corners of his eyes; he's the kind of person who makes you feel comfortable around him at first glance.
"It's been so long since I've seen you, you're still the same."
"You're about the same."
Before the two had finished exchanging pleasantries, Xiaxia propped her head up and spoke first:
"Uncle Gu".
"Xiaxia, what's wrong?"
Out of consideration for Wei Yutang's son, President Gu was extremely patient with him.
Wei Yutang was initially pleased that his son was not afraid of people. No matter how approachable Old Gu seemed, he still had a lot of the air of someone in a superior position.
Until he heard his son's next words, the hand holding the cup tightened suddenly, and the veins on the back of his hand throbbed.
"Uncle Gu, are you single now?"
When Xiaxia saw Uncle Gu, she realized that following her father hadn't been in vain.
Before you start kindergarten and get to know the other children, you can start by asking people close to your father.
Looking at Xia Xia's darting eyes, Wei Yutang could guess what she was thinking. His face darkened considerably, and he reached out to cover Xia Xia's mouth.
"This is not something a child like you should be concerned about."
After her father let go, Xiaxia protested unwillingly:
"Three years old, not a little kid anymore."
Mr. Gu was amused by Xiaxia and, ignoring his friend's displeasure, answered seriously.
"Single, no contact with any exes, and currently no romantic interest. My hobbies are sports and cooking, and I like to travel occasionally. Are you satisfied, kid?"
Xiaxia nodded her head like a chick pecking at rice, her gaze constantly scanning President Gu.
I'm very satisfied! I'm extremely satisfied!
He has no ambiguous exes, is gentle, and patient with children; he's practically his dream dad!
"Let's schedule another time to talk about it next time. I have something else to do."
Wei Yutang felt that if he didn't take Xiaxia with him soon, the little guy would probably be able to arrange everything right in front of him.
As he stood up, Xiaxia decisively moved closer to Uncle Gu, saying as she did so:
"Father, you can go ahead now. I'm fine. Remember to pick me up later, Uncle Gu. Let's chat."
Wei Yutang walked over and hugged Xiaxia tightly. Xiaxia instinctively struggled, not having even finished saying what he wanted to say.
Unfortunately, no matter how fiercely the child struggled, he was still a child and could only be carried around, his two short legs kicking in the air unwillingly.
With all that energy, she doesn't help her dad with chores; all she does is hug the baby!
Mr. Gu, who had set aside time specifically to discuss business but was left here, paused for a moment before bursting into laughter. He wasn't angry about the wasted time; instead, he found it quite amusing.
How come he never noticed before that Wei Yutang, with his icy demeanor, could have such an adorable child?
After being thrown into the car, Xiaxia put on an angry face and didn't want to say another word to her father.
She wanted to take him away with her when she needed to go on her own trip; that's just too domineering!
After get off work, Chu Qing received the prize money from the competition from the manager, which was equivalent to several months' salary, and also came with a very good opportunity.
This opportunity should be left to the company to maximize its profits.
Chu Qing is still working at this company, so of course he didn't refuse, because he received another bonus from the company.
Under these circumstances, when his colleagues suggested celebrating, he couldn't be too stingy and booked a nice restaurant.
At the dinner table, his colleagues all asked about this, as they had all seen Chu Qing's design drawings.
To be fair, it's really good. While highlighting the design, it allows most people to feel its charm.
Chu Qing basically told everything that could be said, without holding back a single thing.
Some people were grateful, while others secretly cursed Chu Qing for being stupid. No matter how many times the manager said that they were in the same department and therefore family, it couldn't change the fact that they were competitors.
Teaching your best skills to others—isn't that stupid?
Chu Qing wasn't unaware of their thoughts; she simply didn't take them to heart.
For him, teaching these things to them wouldn't affect him too much; all his confidence came from his own belief in design.
Moreover, it can minimize potential troubles, so for him, the advantages outweigh the disadvantages.
Chu Qing's open and honest attitude made some colleagues feel inexplicably guilty, so they came up to him and enthusiastically toasted him.
"A toast to you, wishing you many more happy returns of the day."
Such a joyous occasion has come so soon since I joined the company; this blessing is very fitting.
Chu Qing raised his glass and clinked it with the other's. The original owner had very few memories related to drinking, and he wasn't sure how much alcohol this body could handle.
In this situation, it would be too disappointing to suddenly say that you can't drink alcohol, so you can only drink one glass after another.
As the dinner was about to end, he used the excuse of going to the restroom to call Wei Yutang in the corridor. Even when he was drunk, Chu Qing still thought about Xia Xia.
Given the current situation, it would be better for Wei Yutang to take care of Xiaxia tonight.
But if I really did that, I'm afraid it would make Xiaxia, who hasn't seen me for a day, feel so wronged.
Xiaxia, who had been angry with her father all afternoon, missed him terribly as it got dark. Every three minutes after finishing her meal, she would ask him why he hadn't been sent home yet.
Just as Wei Yutang was about to make a call to ask when it would be more appropriate to send Xiaxia back, Chu Qing called first.
"Where's Xiaxia? Is she asleep or not?"
The moment the call connected, Wei Yutang noticed that Chu Qing's voice sounded more confused than usual, and he subconsciously asked:
"Have you been drinking?"
"Hmm, I drank a little bit. What about Xiaxia?"
"Where are you now? I'll bring Xiaxia to pick you up."
"Yes, but wouldn't that be a bit of a hassle for you?"
People who are drunk tend to be a little slow to react. Once Chu Qing realized this, she slowed down her speech to make her words clearer, and her voice became softer, almost like she was being coquettish.
Wei Yutang's Adam's apple bobbed up and down. He felt inexplicably thirsty, and after a long while, he replied:
"No trouble at all, I'll come pick you up."
His deep voice carried a faint hoarseness, and the frantic beating of his heart brought on a sense of panic, yet Wei Yutang felt an urge to let himself indulge in it.
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