Li Si nodded and replied, “Yes, I see, Master. The hospital just called too. Qi Qiming’s situation hasn’t gotten any better. He even underwent an emergency procedure in the emergency ward around three o’clock in the morning, and his condition is currently still not very stable yet. As for Second Master Qi, he’s been waiting there all this while…”
He reported Qi Lei’s situation to Mu Yuchen.
“What about Qi Feng? Is there no response from his side?” Mu Yuchen asked.
“He got his *ss kicked by Second Master Qi yesterday, but he did go to the hospital with Gu Lingsha. However, he left early due to his condition, so there hasn’t been much movement since then. But, Master, is it true that he’s the person behind this incident? If that’s so, then he truly is frantic!” Li Si creased his brows and said as he could not stand it anymore.
Mu Yuchen looked composed as usual as he responded, “He does have a motive. When it comes to being vicious, I admit that indeed, I lose to him.”
A hint of lament was mixed in his deep voice. “At least, he won’t think twice when it comes to laying a hand on Qi Lei.”
“Does this make you think of Master Lingtian? Actually, I don’t think Master Lingtian will really want to do that. Maybe he just can’t stand seeing Gu Lingsha being caught by us. After all, at that time…” Li Si spoke cautiously, but when he saw Mu Yuchen’s face stiffen, he held back his words.
“The matter between me and Lingtian is different from the grudge that exists between Qi Feng and Qi Lei. Don’t compare them with Lingtian and me in the future.”
Mu Yuchen’s tone dove straight into the sub-zero zone, which made Li Si tense up subconsciously and he replied at once, “Yes, Master! I might have gone overboard with that comparison. Please forgive me.”
Mu Yuchen lifted his arm to support his bowed head in the center of his eyebrows. “You can go back first and get Vice President Zhang Lan to host today’s meeting. I’ll take two days off to rest.”
“Yes, Master!” Li Si did not dare to say anything else and left directly.
It was already ten o’clock when Xi Xiaye woke up. Fortunately, Lan Zilang had moved the morning meeting to the afternoon in time. Otherwise, she would not have been able to make it in time.
When she went downstairs after freshening up, he was on the sofa, going through some documents leisurely. The French windows at the side were opened, so the warm rays covered the whole room, and the air was filled with a hint of floral fragrance. She looked over at the windows subconsciously, and sure enough, she saw the freshly replaced champagne-colored rose bouquet on the shelf.
“Did you go out in the morning?” she spoke softly while walking down the stairs.
The man, who was reviewing the documents attentively, raised his head in an instant. When he saw her, his stiff, attractive features eased slightly. Following her gaze, the bouquet of roses came into view, and he smiled. “Do you like them?”
“You’re quite ingenious sometimes.” Xi Xiaye walked down the stairs and went straight towards him. He put aside the documents and poured her a glass of water. “Sit down. Are you hungry?”
“A little. Where’s Sis Wang? Are you the only one here? Are you on leave today?” she asked as she took the glass from him for a few sips.
“I’m taking the day off. I also called Uncle Lan and told him that you’ll only be back in the evening. Sis Wang has gone to the Shen residence while our sons will stay there for two days, and the meal will be ready soon.”
“Mother rarely gets to rest for two days. Xiao Cheng is so naughty. Why don’t you let Mother relax for a day or two?” Xi Xiaye frowned.
The little kiddo had grown to be a lot more mischievous in the past two months, especially after he learned how to walk. Even Aunty Fang struggled while taking care of him, thus they were lucky that Sis Wang was there to help. It had been less difficult now ever since Mu Yuchen transferred two more servants from the old residence.
“Mother is no longer young. She’s naturally happy to see her grandsons.”
“You’re right, and the same applies to Grandpa too. We’ve renovated the room upstairs, but he…”
“There are things that he misses over there, so leaving our sons there with them from time to time is more practical than anything else.” He gave her a sidelong glance and put all the documents on the desk away on the shelf on the side. He then stood up, walked towards her with the controller, and turned on the sound system in the living room. The room was filled with soft and soothing music in an instant.
“Your sons sound like cheap toys to you as you speak. I sometimes get a feeling that you don’t care much about them. Be careful that they might grow distant from you,” Xi Xiaye said with a disapproving gaze.
“You’re the one who should be careful with your temper. Don’t spoil our sons. As for me, they won’t grow distant from me as long as I pay attention to the way I get along with them. We adults shouldn’t protect them too much during this period anyway. Don’t worry. I grew up under Grandpa’s watch too,” he spoke while returning her gaze with a sidelong glance.
He would never admit that when their sons were home, she would only give all her attention to them. For example, after dinner, she had to bathe Xiao Cheng, tuck him into bed, then help Mu Zirui with his homework. After that, she would bathe, then go to bed. He basically did not matter anymore. It was not like when they were newly married and living freely as husband and wife. Back then, all she thought of was him…
“I’m okay with anything, but I’m just worried that this will make them grow apart from us, especially us since we’re so busy. We can only be with the kids for a few days in a month. Xiao Rui is starting to form his own opinion about things, and I don’t want my childhood misfortune to happen to him. I hope he can have a complete and colorful childhood. After all, they’re just like other children.”
“But there’s no need to stick together every day to be able to foster our relationship. Our sons are destined to be no ordinary men. As for now, I just hope that they can take after some of our qualities. The apple never falls far from the tree, so why worry?” He gazed at her helplessly. Nowadays, their topic of conversation revolved mostly around their sons. Mu Yuchen finally understood that this was inevitable. He also understood the good intentions of his father Mu Tangchuan, and his mother Zhuang Shurong.
However, he could also understand the worries Xi Xiaye possessed. After all, she had had it differently. Her childhood had been full of flaws and imperfections, hence it would only be natural for her to wish to provide her children with a different childhood.
“You seem to have faith in them.” She rolled her eyes.
“Of course, I do. They’re my sons, and they’ll be as outstanding as their father when they grow up,” he fiddled with his cufflinks while he asserted.
“I found out that the older you get, the more narcissistic you get. What makes you so sure that they won’t overtake you in the future? Or even me?”
“You? You’re, at most, a cute little foodie, and you want them to overtake you?” He squinted at her with a smirk.