"You're awake? I had my secretary bring you breakfast, it's still warm."
"Um."
Chu Qing's voice was a little hoarse. She threw off the covers and got out of bed. When she put her feet into her fluffy slippers, she inexplicably felt that her legs were weak.
"Was that Xiaxia calling?"
"Yes, the housekeeper told me that Xiaxia was very well-behaved today, and she ate her breakfast by herself. She just misses you a little."
"Then let's go back later."
Having been separated from Xiaxia for so long, and with Wei Yutang not there either, Chu Qing was somewhat worried.
"good."
After eating, he rested in the rocking chair for a while, and Wei Yutang handed him a steaming cup of milk.
Chu Qing took it, warmed her hands with the warmth of the hot milk, looked out the window, and spoke in a somewhat lazy tone.
"It's snowing."
Author's Note:
Two updates today, goodnight everyone, muah!
Chapter 31
It rarely snows in this city, and even when it does, it doesn't last long. But the sight of snowflakes falling gently is truly beautiful.
Wei Yutang sat down next to Chu Qing, letting him lean against him, and kissed his forehead, whispering:
"I'm sorry, I drank a bit too much last night. Thank you for your hard work."
I was really drunk at first, but I sobered up later. However, I still wanted to use being drunk as an excuse to do some things that I wouldn't normally dare to do.
Upon hearing this topic, Chu Qing's ears instantly burned, and she gently shook her head in denial.
No, no.
He has the full capacity to refuse a drunkard.
In other words, everything unfolded within his permission.
"No? Then next time, can I go a little too far?"
Wei Yutang's answer left Chu Qing stunned, her pupils dilating slightly, just like Xia Xia's usual expression.
"It's my fault for not knowing how to control myself. I won't go too far next time."
After saying this, the hand on Chu Qing's waist tightened silently, and a magnetic voice rang in Chu Qing's ear.
"But Qingqing, it's been so long, I really miss you."
The object of his affections without his knowledge was Chu Qing; the person he fell in love with was Chu Qing; it had always been Chu Qing.
When Wei Yutang said this, even he himself wasn't quite sure who he was talking about.
The two quietly enjoyed their intimacy until the snow stopped. Only then did Chu Qing put down her cup, stand up, and remind her:
"I should go back to see Xiaxia. He'll definitely make a fuss if he can't see me."
Thinking of his demanding and clingy little darling at home, Wei Yutang nodded.
"good."
On the way back, Chu Qing suddenly thought of something that had been bothering her for a while.
"Do you have any suitable candidates who could be Xiaxia's friends?"
Previously, due to limited resources, Chu Qing, a child in that kindergarten, would often hear Xia Xia complaining to her that she was a crybaby and not fun.
"I'll keep an eye out when I get back; there should be others similar to Xiaxia."
Wei Yutang thought about it and felt that what Chu Qing said made a lot of sense. Xia Xia is still young, but she should have her own friends and social circle, instead of binding everything to Chu Qing.
"Okay, thank you for your help."
"It was one thing for you to be polite to me before, but why are you still like this now?"
"Um?"
"What I mean is, when should we go and get our marriage certificate?"
"Ask Xiaxia, after all, he wants to stand in the middle."
Chu Qing leaned her head against Wei Yutang's shoulder, a guess vaguely emerging in her mind.
Unfortunately, I don't have the energy to think too deeply right now. I close my eyes wearily, intending to get some rest before going home.
The nanny the housekeeper found was very experienced and spent the whole morning playing various games with Xiaxia.
It completely captured his attention, making him even forget about his father.
It wasn't until the car stopped that the little guy, who had been focused on building blocks, looked up and stared out the window. He shook his head and realized that he hadn't seen his father for so long.
He casually tossed the building blocks aside, got up, put on his shoes, and ran outside, calling for his father as he ran.
As he walked to the door, he saw Chu Qing get out of the car and run into his arms.
It clung tightly to Chu Qing's neck, its fluffy little head nuzzling against her gently.
"Dad, I miss you so much."
"I miss Xiaxia too."
Wei Yutang didn't let Chu Qing hold him for too long before coming over and taking Xia Xia from him.
Xiaxia's face immediately scrunched up when her favorite father became just an average father. Wei Yutang lowered his head and kissed her cheek.
"Father misses Xiaxia very much."
Xiaxia, who wanted to keep a long face, was still a little unhappy after hearing this. Afraid of hurting her father's feelings, she could only force a smile and nod her little head perfunctorily.
"Mmm, mmm."
After giving him a perfunctory reply, he looked at his father, hoping that his father could see through his stubbornness and understand that he didn't want his father to hug him at all.
"Why are you looking at your dad? Come and see me too."
Wei Yutang let Xiaxia sit on his shoulders and took him to the living room.
Xiaxia rushed out in a hurry without putting on a coat, and Wei Yutang was worried that he would get cold.
Once in the living room, Xiaxia finally managed to break free from her father's embrace in what she considered a very subtle way, and went to the kitchen to pour him a glass of water.
"Dad, you worked hard yesterday."
"work overtime?"
“Yes, Dad said you were working overtime and you were very tired, so Xiaxia gave Dad a back massage.”
After putting down her water glass, Xiaxia ran behind Chu Qing with extra enthusiasm and patted his back with her little fists, while giving her father a smug look.
He is his father's precious little darling, a status that his father can't even catch up to on horseback.
"Thank you, Xiaxia."
Chu Qing could vaguely guess that Wei Yutang had made up an excuse for her. When she picked up her water glass to drink, she didn't forget to mention that matter to Xia Xia.
"Xiaxia, your father and I are thinking of finding you some good friends, okay?"
Okay~
Xiaxia didn't play with those other children before because she thought they were too childish, and they didn't even watch the same cartoons.
If you could have good friends who share your hobbies... that sounds pretty good.
Develop more connections. If the father doesn't treat the father well, when the father gets old, he can have his friends introduce handsome young men to the father.
Wei Yutang was completely unaware of what Xiaxia was thinking. After agreeing, he contacted several of his good friends whose children were not much different in age from Xiaxia.
We agreed to come over in the afternoon to get the children together and see if they could play together.
After hanging up the phone, Wei Yutang noticed the fatigue between Chu Qing's brows, so he went over and coaxed Xia Xia into building blocks with him.
"I've been playing all morning, but now I don't really want to play anymore..."
"I used to be really good at building blocks, is Xiaxia scared?"
As soon as the reverse psychology tactic was used, Xiaxia took the bait without hesitation and crawled out of her father's arms.
"No way!"
"Let your dad rest a bit more, and then we'll have a match?"
"good!"
Xiaxia also felt that if her father was working too hard, he should take a good rest now, so she took her father's hand and went to the room where they were stacking building blocks.
Chu Qing stood there watching them leave, a smile in her eyes.
"The loser is a puppy."
While organizing the building blocks, Xiaxia didn't forget to make some tough remarks to Wei Yutang.
Wei Yutang's slender fingers gripped a large red building block, and he asked in a low voice:
"If I'm a puppy, and you're my son, then what are you?"
Xiaxia thought about it and realized that it made sense. She gripped the building blocks nervously, and after a moment's thought, muttered:
“Then let’s sever our father-son relationship for a while.”
"Also, my dad and I are on the same side."
Author's Note:
Xiaxia: This dad is no good, he even wants me to be his puppy!
I'm so short, I'm kneeling on the washboard silently repenting qaq. Goodnight, everyone.