Wei Yutang picked up the water on the table and took a sip. Just as he was about to think about how to continue, he caught a glimpse of his phone screen lighting up on the table.
"I'm going to take this call."
After speaking, he picked up his phone and walked to the balcony, where he gently swiped to answer the call.
"Are you awake? Are you feeling any better?"
Before making the call, Chu Qing had prepared herself mentally, but after hearing Wei Yutang's words, her ears started to burn again.
"Hmm, much better."
Without Chu Qing needing to explain his purpose, Wei Yutang could vaguely guess it.
Since Xiaxia stayed here last time, he had the housekeeper prepare clothes that fit Chuqing's size, and had the nanny wash and store them in the closet in the room.
"Are you planning to take a shower? There are all your clothes in the walk-in closet to the left after you come out of the bedroom. Go get them yourself."
"Okay, thank you. Where's Xiaxia? Did I bother you?"
Having just woken up from drinking, Chu Qing's voice was still a little hoarse. In addition, she was too embarrassed to speak too loudly, so from Wei Yutang's perspective, it sounded like Chu Qing was hiding somewhere and whispering to him.
“It would be too formal for us to say thank you. Xiaxia came to the company with me without bothering me. I’m very happy that you were willing to call me.”
Wei Yutang wasn't one to mince words; he figured out his feelings for Chu Qing in just one night.
With a little devil constantly following you around, trying to steal your partner, you might not be able to bring him home if you don't keep a close eye on things.
One sentence made Chu Qing's heart race, and she casually made an excuse to hang up the phone.
A long time passed before he finally connected with the system in his mind.
"Is it possible to develop romantic relationships with people in the mission world during a mission?"
After asking the question, Chu Qing was startled and shook her head vigorously. Following Wei Yutang's instructions, she went to find a change of clothes.
After opening the wardrobe door, I could see a lot of clothes hanging neatly inside, from coats, shirts and pants to underwear. I just grabbed a relatively inconspicuous set and went to the bathroom.
The system took longer to load this time; Chu Qing only heard the reply after turning on the hot water.
"If the host wishes."
The way it was a tacit admission made Chu Qing's hand tremble. She turned off the tap, and her voice echoed clearly in the bathroom.
"I've had too much to drink, don't worry about it."
"The host does not need to explain to an artificial intelligence."
Chu Qing ground his back teeth, using his drunkenness as an excuse, really wanting to give this artificial intelligence a good beating.
After taking a shower and changing into clean clothes, he habitually washed his clothes and was about to go downstairs to see if it was safe to leave when he heard the sound of a car stopping.
Chu Qing couldn't think of any other possibility besides Wei Yutang himself that such a luxury car could be parked here.
Her body hadn't recovered from being drunk yet, and she'd just been angered by the system. On top of that, Wei Yutang, who had just been at the company, suddenly returned, giving Chu Qing a strange urge to destroy everything.
"You haven't eaten yet, have you? I brought you breakfast. The porridge at this shop is pretty good."
"Thank you, thank you."
After saying this, Chu Qing glanced at the little boy following behind Wei Yutang, her face long and her cheeks puffed out. When she noticed her father looking over, she even let out a soft snort.
Author's Note:
Xiaxia: This is a world where only romantic children get hurt qaq
System: And there's also a dedicated artificial intelligence.
Goodnight, everyone~
Chapter 18
Xiaxia didn't think her father was wrong; she blamed him for being too scheming.
Because she was taller and had longer legs than him, she was able to reach her father before him, which prevented him from paying attention to his precious Xiaxia immediately.
"Dad, a bee stung me."
The child, who had already cried in the hospital, started to cry again when talking about it to his father, whom he relied on most. He sniffled and felt extremely aggrieved.
"Daddy, give me a hug and comfort me."
Xia Xia ran over and reached out his hand. Chu Qing bent down and hugged him, gently wiping away his tears with his fingertips.
Wei Yutang watched from the side. If he remembered correctly, not long ago, he had been criticized by his son for wiping away his tears with his hands the whole way.
They said he has such a big company, yet he can't even bear to use a single tissue.
"Dad, I picked some roses for you, lots of them, they're all so pretty."
"Thanks."
Chu Qing lowered her head and kissed Xia Xia's forehead. At this moment, the housekeeper brought over the flowers that Xia Xia had cut earlier. The roses showed no signs of wilting and were still very beautiful.
"Wow, did Xiaxia pick all of these? She has such good taste."
The child, praising him so much that he was so proud, nodded vigorously, his chin almost pointing to the sky. He was so proud that he even forgot he was supposed to cry.
Tears clung to her long, curled eyelashes, making her look incredibly pitiful.
"You drank alcohol yesterday, so you probably can't eat anything greasy this morning. Why don't you try this place's porridge?"
Wei Yutang's voice disturbed Xia Xia's thoughts. He leaned against his father's chest, pouted unhappily, and buried his head in his father's arms.
Every time Xiaxia started to act cute, Chu Qing couldn't help but want to give in. He gently patted Xiaxia's back and whispered:
I'm not very hungry right now.
It's understandable that Xiaxia wanted to cling to him more after being stung by a bee in the morning, especially since he wasn't around.
Even if you're not very hungry, you still need to eat something.
As he spoke, Wei Yutang opened the insulated lunchbox, ladled out a bowl of porridge, and handed it to Chu Qing, saying in a low voice:
"Try it."
"Dad wants to eat."
Xiaxia voluntarily crawled out and took the bowl from her father's hands.
"I handed it to you, Dad, eat it."
When Chu Qing heard Xia Xia's words, she subconsciously turned her head to look at Wei Yutang.
After all, Xia Xia's words implied that she said she wouldn't eat that bowl of porridge because it was handed to her by Wei Yutang.
Xiaxia put the bowl aside, tugged at her father's clothes to signal him to bend down, then stood on tiptoe and hugged her father's head, forcing him to look only at her.
"Dad, Xiaxia will definitely be more handsome than him when she grows up."
"Look at Xiaxia, not him."
Chu Qing nodded slightly, a faint smile playing on her lips.
"good."
Xia Xia, who seriously said he would be more handsome than his father in the future, was really cute. So cute that Chu Qing couldn't help but soften her heart and kiss him again.
"Xiaxia is so cute."
"Born that way."
After Chu Qing finished speaking, she sat down and drank the porridge. The insulated lunchbox was of good quality, and it was still a little hot when she ate it.
Xiaxia, who was standing next to her father, originally just wanted to keep him company, but as she watched, she unconsciously started swallowing.
Wei Yutang took another bowl, put a spoon in it, and handed it to Xiaxia.
“I saw you were crying earlier and didn’t eat much breakfast. Have some more.”
For the first time, Xiaxia felt that her father was sensible. Although she was also craving it, he was too embarrassed to show it. Instead, he frowned and pretended to look disgusted.
"Hey, I've already had breakfast, why are you making me eat more?"
Wei Yutang saw through his little scheme but didn't expose him. He then went to the kitchen and asked the chef to prepare two cups of hot milk for them.
After finishing her porridge, Chu Qing picked up the glass of milk and held it in her palm, using the warmth from the glass to warm her slightly cool fingertips. After taking a sip, she began to seriously consider how she should talk to Wei Yutang.
"Thank you for picking me up last night. I had a bit too much to drink, so I'm sorry to have troubled you."
Wei Yutang sat down on the other side of the single sofa. At first glance, he thought Chu Qing had blacked out and forgotten everything that happened last night.
When she looked up at Chu Qing, she inadvertently noticed his reddened ears, which were very noticeable against the backdrop of his black hair.
"Hmm? I remember you didn't look drunk at the time."
Chu Qing wanted to use a white lie to get over the previous awkwardness, but judging from Wei Yutang's current appearance, he clearly intended to pursue the matter to the end.
For a moment, I didn't react and just stood there, stunned.
"Uh-huh?"
“You spoke very logically back then.”
Wei Yutang originally wanted to say that when he picked her up, she still knew to hold his neck, so at least she wasn't drunk to the point of being stupid.
Before I could even say it, I felt it was too ambiguous and would make me seem too frivolous.
Before, when he didn't care about Chu Qing, he would say whatever he wanted. Now, he would ponder over every single word in his mind, afraid of offending her in the slightest.
"Yes, is that so?"
Chu Qing's ears started to burn; someone who had rarely lied was incredibly embarrassed.
This small detail made Wei Yutang pause for a moment, and he looked down to take a tissue and wipe the milk stains from the corner of Xiaxia's lips.
"It must have been tough for Xiaxia to get bitten by a bee. How about we go to a restaurant for a meal to make it up to her?"
Wei Yutang lowered his head to coax the child, seemingly not intending to bring up the previous topic again, which made Chu Qing breathe a sigh of relief.
"want!"
Xiaxia was happy to get anything out of her father, and she even waved enthusiastically to him as he carried her out.
"Dad, come quick!"