Shen Qingqing brought Shen Jinxi to the Fu family, explaining to Fu Jingshu, "This is my niece, Xixi. Say hello to Uncle."
Shen Jinxi mumbled, "Hello, Uncle."
A child's voice is naturally hard to distinguish by gender, and combined with Shen Jinxi's first time wearing a dress and pretending to be a girl, she was awkward and unwilling to look up.
Fu Jingshu, with his sharp perception, found nothing unusual. "Come in quickly, Chenchen is inside."
Upon entering, they saw Chenchen playing with building blocks on the sofa. He was as usual, completely engrossed in his games, oblivious to the outside world and anyone else.
Shen Qingqing and Shen Jinxi exchanged a look and tacitly decided not to disturb him. Instead, Fu Jingshu stepped forward and patted the little one's shoulder.
Chenchen's movements stopped. He looked up, his delicate little face expressionless, but his eyes held confusion, as if asking:
Why are you patting me?
Fu Jingshu whispered, "See who's here."
Chenchen turned his head towards the door as if sensing something. He saw Shen Qingqing, and his eyes lit up. Without haste, he put down the building blocks and, like a little adult, jumped off the sofa and walked steadily towards Shen Qingqing.
Then, when they were less than a meter apart, he suddenly quickened his pace and rushed into Shen Qingqing's arms. However, a closer look would reveal that he didn't put all his strength into the movement.
He simply hugged Shen Qingqing gently.
"Mommy," he whispered.
Shen Qingqing hugged him back enthusiastically. "Yes, I heard you missed me, so I came to see you."
Chenchen didn't speak, just hugged her tighter.
Suddenly, his arm was poked. He turned his head and saw a very delicate and beautiful little girl. For some reason, Chenchen felt a sense of familiarity with this little girl.
Yet, his memory was exceptionally sharp, and he clearly remembered never having seen her before.
"You are?"
Shen Qingqing said, "Her name is Xixi."
Chenchen tilted his head, "Xi Xi?"
It sounded very similar to his brother's name, and even their appearance seemed somewhat alike. But looking at her princess dress and her doll-like, cute eyes,
Chenchen didn't connect the two at all. He even shyly extended a hand.
Fu Jingshu was a little surprised. This was the first time he had seen this child wanting to touch someone other than Shen Qingqing. He couldn't help but examine the little girl.
This little girl was also very cheerful and unhesitatingly took Chenchen's hand. Then, the two children walked towards the sofa hand in hand.
Fu Jingshu stood beside Shen Qingqing. "It seems he really likes your niece."
Shen Qingqing was noncommittal. "I think she's pretty, and her age is about the same as his. Isn't it normal for two children to play together?"
"Yes."
Seeing the two children sitting on the sofa and starting to play with building blocks together, Fu Jingshu shifted his attention from them and turned to the person beside him. "What would you like to drink?"
"Coffee, please."
Shen Qingqing had been very busy these past few days and had also been mentally drained. Now that she finally had a break, she just wanted to sleep. However, she didn't want to leave the two children alone, so she thought a cup of coffee would help her stay alert.
"Alright."
Fu Jingshu turned and headed towards the pantry.
Shen Qingqing was a little surprised. "Are you going to make coffee for me yourself?"
"Can't I?" Fu Jingshu calmly retorted.
Shen Qingqing was truly flattered. "Since you want to make it, of course, I won't say no. I was just thinking, there's probably no one in this world who has had the honor of you, Master Fu, making coffee for them."
Fu Jingshu didn't answer. He just glanced at her with a smile in his eyes, then turned and skillfully operated the coffee machine. He wasn't planning on making instant coffee; he intended to grind the beans himself.
Beautiful people always give a pleasing impression when they do things. Shen Qingqing crossed her arms and leaned against the doorframe, her gaze slowly moving from the coffee machine to him.
Sunlight streamed in, illuminating Fu Jingshu's cold profile with a golden hue, making it seem almost gentle. Every subtle movement of his slender fingers was like a painting.
Unconsciously, the coffee was ready. Shen Qingqing realized she had been watching him for as long as it took to brew the coffee. Suddenly, she felt a little flustered. She took the coffee back to the living room, just in time to see the two children drawing.
They each held a drawing board and pens, occasionally leaning in to discuss something. It was mostly Shen Jinxi talking, and Chenchen listening patiently.
The scene of these two children together was also very harmonious. Shen Qingqing took a sip of coffee, a faint smile playing on her lips.
This kind of cozy life was something she had longed for a long time.
"They seem to be very close," Fu Jingshu's deep voice sounded beside her.
Shen Qingqing nodded. "Yes."
A thought suddenly arose in Fu Jingshu's mind. He walked over and sat down beside the two children, asking Chenchen, "What do you think of Xixi?"
Chenchen nodded without hesitation. "Good."
"Then, how about you marry her when you grow up?"
Fu Jingshu suddenly said.
Shen Qingqing straightened up, while Shen Jinxi was thoroughly startled. Before the mother and son could react, the shy and reserved Chenchen actually nodded!
Shen Qingqing was both amused and speechless. She quickly walked over, "This might not be very appropriate..."
"Don't worry, I'm just saying. Whether they truly end up together will depend on the children's wishes when they grow up." As Fu Jingshu finished speaking, he heard Chenchen say something.
"I do!"
The usually quiet child was now somewhat anxious, which surprised both Fu Jingshu and Shen Qingqing. Shen Jinxi, standing nearby, was even more stunned.
But he quickly reacted, grabbing Chenchen's hand and saying to Shen Qingqing, "Mommy, let's go upstairs to play. He promised to show me a treasure."
Treasure?
Chenchen blinked. When had he said that?
But before he could express his confusion, Shen Jinxi had already pulled him away. They went to the study, and Shen Jinxi immediately closed the door and pulled him to sit on the sofa, while Shen Jinxi stood in front of Chenchen.
"You can't marry me!"
Chenchen tilted his head, "Why?"
Shen Jinxi gritted his teeth. "It's just not possible. I can't marry you. No, I can't get married."
"But I like you."
Chenchen was very honest. When he said he liked someone, he truly meant it. He even took the initiative to kiss him.
This completely stunned Shen Jinxi. At the same time, he deeply realized that persuasion was futile. Thus, he decisively lifted his skirt. At that moment, Chenchen's gaze was one of shock.
"Do you understand now? I can't marry you!" Shen Jinxi lowered his skirt and held Chenchen's shoulders. "You can't tell anyone about this. You have to keep it a secret for me! Understand!"