After entering the lounge, he loosened his tie and walked towards them.
Xiaxia showed absolutely no remorse for talking badly about others behind their backs. Instead, she crossed her arms and spoke very fiercely:
"I'll kick you out!"
"What did I do wrong? Why are you kicking me out?"
Having been annoyed by this little guy so many times that it had become a habit, Wei Yutang was no longer as easily angered as he used to be, and even began to wonder why.
Chu Qing then reached out and covered Xia Xia's mouth. The little guy, who was about to start babbling, tilted his head back and stared at his father with an innocent look on his face.
His big eyes blinked, as if asking why he wasn't allowed to speak.
His appearance made Chu Qing subconsciously let go of his hand.
“I just saw you talking to a young man while I was lying there.”
"We barely exchanged a few words. Next time, I'll definitely bring a bodyguard with me."
Wei Yutang squatted down and pinched Xiaxia's chubby cheeks. He didn't want to explain too much to Xiaxia, because thinking too much is bad for a child's health.
"You fa si!"
"I swear."
Even with her father's assurance, Xia Xia still couldn't put her mind at ease and even found him too troublesome.
Unlike him, he never gives anyone a chance to misunderstand; he only has one father.
The banquet would end quite late, well past Xia Xia's usual rest time, so Chu Qing suggested that he go back with the driver first.
Wei Yutang has already asked the housekeeper to help hire a maid with extensive experience in taking care of children, ensuring that Xiaxia will be taken good care of.
Xiaxia was dozing off the whole time, as if she had grown onto her father's body, holding tightly to his neck with both hands and refusing to let go.
When Wei Yutang touched him, he would scrunch up his little face and dodge to the side. After being touched many times, he would get impatient and start yelling at people in his childish voice.
"I told you not to touch me!!!"
Upon hearing this, Chu Qing lowered his head and kissed Xia Xia's cheek, instantly turning his wrinkled little face into one of grievance. He hummed softly, looking like he wanted to complain.
"dad……"
"How about we go back to sleep first?"
"Okay, Daddy, remember to kiss me when you get home."
"I won't forget."
Normally Wei Yutang could help, but in this situation he was completely helpless. After putting Xiaxia in the car, he called the housekeeper.
Without the worries of having children, the two of them were noticeably more at ease.
Many business partners would come up to greet them.
When someone asked about Chu Qing, although Wei Yutang remained calm on the surface, his tone of voice, no matter how hard he tried to hide it, still revealed a subtle sense of pride.
"My love, Chu Qing."
Chu Qing wasn't used to such social occasions, but he could still make sure he didn't make any mistakes, until he saw a familiar face appear later.
Qi Yuan'an, who was with Song Shi, came over to greet them after seeing them.
Previously, because of Song Shi's appearance, Chu Qing was willing to believe that her work had nothing to do with Wei Yutang, but now she is starting to feel uncertain again.
Suppressing my doubts, I toasted them with a glass of wine.
At the banquet, Wei Yutang blocked most of the drinks that Chu Qing was supposed to have. By the end of the banquet, Wei Yutang's eyes had begun to change due to drunkenness.
Both of them sat in the back seat, and Chu Qing didn't disturb him as he was resting with his eyes closed.
It wasn't until the driver parked the car downstairs and was about to get out that Chu Qing realized the place was wrong.
How did you get here?
"That's what the gentleman just said."
The driver spoke up to explain to Chu Qing, and after he finished speaking, Wei Yutang gave a soft "hmm," proving that it was indeed him who said it.
Chu Qing helplessly rubbed his temples, feeling a sudden headache. It was indeed his fault for not thinking of this, but how could he take the words of a drunkard seriously?
"Let's go back to the villa."
"No, I want to stay here. You, you come with me."
Wei Yutang reached out his hand to Chu Qing, unlike his usual mature and shrewd demeanor. His eyes were full of stubbornness, and for a moment Chu Qing couldn't even tell whether he was drunk or not.
"Okay, I'll go with you."
This is a slightly old neighborhood, and it doesn't look like the kind of environment Wei Yutang should live in.
Despite being so drunk that he was swaying as he walked, his sense of direction was surprisingly good. He climbed the stairs from the entrance of an apartment building, stopped in front of a door, took out his key, and opened it.
"Qingqing, come in. Look, this is our home. Aren't you happy?"
Chu Qing followed him inside. The house was a one-bedroom apartment with a spacious balcony and kitchen.
Ever since he entered this place, he had a strange sense of familiarity. After looking around, Wei Yutang had already sat down on the sofa and kept calling out Qingqing.
As soon as Chu Qing sat down next to him, she was pulled into a hot embrace by an iron arm that reached out from the side.
Compared to his usual gentleness, Wei Yutang became more unrestrained after drinking, and even a simple hug could reveal his deep-seated possessiveness.
“Qingqing, that person is someone I met at a bar when I was drinking with my friends. My friend said he looks like you, but I don’t think so.”
Wei Yutang buried his head in Chu Qing's neck, gently nuzzling her as he spoke, just like an extremely obedient puppy.
"That friend, I... I cursed at him, and I haven't contacted him since."
"Clearness is clarity, and only clarity is true clarity."
“I don’t think he looks like him. I didn’t agree to date him. Qingqing, don’t dislike me.”
When he said the last sentence, Chu Qing could still hear a hint of grievance in his tone, and even couldn't help but wonder if she had bullied him.
Long, slender fingers ran through his hair, gently stroking and soothing him.
"No, I don't look down on you."
"Yes, you will. If I think it's similar, you will."
His overly confident attitude surprised Chu Qing, a point he seemed unable to deny.
He does have a strange obsession with cleanliness when it comes to relationships. If there is a substitute in a relationship, he will not only feel disgusted, but also feel nauseous.
"Are you sure I will?"
"Yes, I'm sure."
"Go to sleep, we can talk about it tomorrow."
Having seen Wei Yutang so often dressed in a black suit, appearing rational and calm, Chu Qing found his current demeanor rather unusual.
If it weren't considered unethical, he would have liked to take a photo to remember the occasion.
Wei Yutang met Chu Qing's eyes and suddenly lunged forward to kiss his lips.
Chu Qing was slammed against the back of the sofa by the sudden impact. She instinctively felt that it would hurt a lot, but the next second she felt a hand behind the back of her head.
There was no air conditioning in this place, and it was quite cold in winter. Chu Qing's constitution wasn't very good either, and her hands became numb from the cold shortly after she came in.
Wei Yutang held his hand tightly, revealing his possessiveness and aggression that were usually hidden beneath his gentleness.
For a fleeting moment, Chu Qing felt a sense of suffocation.
The cold of winter, the warmth of Wei Yutang's body, and the faint smell of alcohol all mingled together.
The atmosphere inside the room gradually warmed up, and their tightly clasped hands were their most restrained form of intimacy.
Chu Qing originally intended for Wei Yutang to rest first, but unexpectedly, she ended up being the one who couldn't get a proper rest.
The place was small, even cramped, which was somewhat incongruous with Wei Yutang's status, but the overall decor was very warm and inviting.
Especially the details in the bedroom, which made Chu Qing feel lingering fear even after he lay on the bed and closed his eyes in exhaustion.
...
The next day, Chu Qing was woken up by the ringing of the phone. She reached out to rub her eyes and check the time on her phone, but the phone stopped ringing.
The sound of slippers stepping on the floor was almost negligible, and the balcony door was gently closed.
"Hello?"
The call came from the villa. The person on the other end of the line had their phone switched off. Seeing the young master's teary eyes, they quickly explained the current situation.
"Sir, the young master keeps asking for Mr. Chu."
The little boy, who had been sitting there secretly wiping away tears, knew who the butler had called after hearing his words, and quickly stood up and ran over.
"Father, where's my dad? Waaah, where's my dad? Please give him the phone, I miss him."
Xiaxia started to choke up as she spoke, and tears streamed down her face.
After waking up today, he searched the villa but couldn't find his father.
This was the first time I realized that having a house that was too big wasn't a good thing; even his father couldn't find it.
Wei Yutang glanced at Chu Qing, who was now resting in bed, and felt a tickle in his throat as he recalled what had happened last night.
After clearing his throat, he replied:
"Your dad was busy at work last night and worked overtime. He's still not fully awake. He'll probably be home around noon, okay?"
"Is it really just work fatigue, or something else?"
"Yes, really."
"Okay then."
Xiaxia sniffed, suppressing all her grievances and silently comforting herself.
You can't cry now, because Dad can't see or hear you, so it's pointless to cry.
“Tell my dad to come back soon, and also, Xiaxia misses him.”
"Okay, I will."
Wei Yutang hung up the phone, opened the door and went in, and saw that Chu Qing, who was lying there, had already opened her eyes.