13 – Baby, don’t cry, don’t cry, Uncle will learn monkey sounds again???
After sending the text messages, Fu Siyan turned around and saw Xiao Yu’er sitting happily in her walker, toddling back and forth inside the dessert shop.
The man’s handsome face tensed slightly for a few seconds before he said to Xu Kun, who was trying hard to bond with Xiao Yu’er, “Xu Kun, find out where the TV station’s dinner gathering is tonight.”
“I’ll head over later.”
Xu Kun immediately stood up. “Yes, Young Master.”
After a pause, Xu Kun looked at Sheng Wanyu, who was happily walking around, and asked, “Young Master, are you going to carry the baby to pick up Miss Sheng later?”
“Yes, you can watch her in the car for me,” Fu Siyan replied.
Hearing this, Xu Kun widened his eyes in surprise. “Young Master, I’m watching the baby? But she cries whenever I hold her…”
He was certain he couldn’t handle it.
“So you better comfort her properly,” Fu Siyan said with a stern glance. “Can’t you even handle such a small task?”
Seeing his “murderous” look, Xu Kun quickly shook his head frantically. “No… Young Master, I’ll do it well.”
“Now hurry up and find out where my sister’s dinner is,” Fu Siyan said, lightly rubbing his fingertips as he wondered why her gathering had to be at nine o’clock tonight.
Were they planning to drink alcohol?
Wasn’t she breastfeeding? Could she even drink?
In any case, he wouldn’t allow her to drink.
Meanwhile, the TV station had chosen the New World Plaza, known as the “hipster paradise,” for their dinner gathering. The restaurant inside charged 800 yuan per person.
Their news team had at least seven or eight people.
At 800 yuan per person, the meal would cost around six thousand yuan.
It was indeed only possible with a wealthy boyfriend footing the bill to be so extravagant.
Sheng Xingyang and Dai Yutong weren’t particularly interested in such a showy, high-end gathering, but due to Director Chen’s “authority,” they reluctantly attended.
Arriving at the upscale restaurant Yao Yi and her boyfriend had booked, the two glanced at the luxurious establishment, exchanged a knowing look, sighed helplessly, and walked in one after the other.
Not long after they entered, Fu Siyan, wearing sunglasses, also appeared in the restaurant.
His follower, Xu Kun, stayed in the Mercedes-Benz car, desperately trying to entertain Sheng Wanyu with a pile of toys.
Sheng Wanyu was unhappy playing with him and wanted to cry for Fu Siyan.
“Wah wah… Dad… Daddy…” Sheng Wanyu was clever. Fu Siyan had taught her to call him “Daddy,” and she remembered it after learning it once.
As soon as Fu Siyan left, she rubbed her eyes and sat in the back seat, wailing loudly.
Xu Kun had never comforted a child before. As soon as the little one cried, he panicked like a headless fly, pacing anxiously. “Oh, little ancestor, don’t cry, don’t cry…”
“How about I bark like a dog for you?” Xu Kun pinched his nose and started barking. “Woof woof… woof woof…”
Xu Kun barked a few times, but Sheng Wanyu not only didn’t stop crying—she cried even louder.
“Wah wah… Mommy… Mommy…” This time, Sheng Wanyu cried even more urgently, tears streaming down her face.
This weird uncle’s barking was so scary.
Wah wah, she wanted her mommy and handsome daddy.
Sheng Wanyu opened her mouth and cried loudly. Xu Kun was terrified and scratched his head, trying to think of a solution. His Young Master Fu had warned him—if he couldn’t comfort the little ancestor, he might as well die.
Wah wah, what should he do?
How was a single guy like him supposed to take care of a baby?
Someone, please save him?
Xu Kun was about to cry too.
“Baby, don’t cry, don’t cry. Uncle will imitate a monkey again???” Xu Kun quickly raised his arms and started mimicking a gorilla to make Sheng Wanyu laugh: “Ooh ooh ooh ooh…”
“I’m a gorilla…”
Xu Kun kept imitating and calling out, but Sheng Xingyang still didn’t like it and continued crying loudly, her little face turning bright red.
Xu Kun really felt like banging his head against the wall.
Ugh, why is taking care of a child so hard?
How come babies on TV are so easy to handle?
This little one of the young master is so difficult, ugh… Xu Kun was truly at his wit’s end. Just as he plopped down, he accidentally sat on a musical toy on the seat.
Instantly, the toy emitted a pleasant, tinkling melody.
Sheng Wanyu had been crying, but upon hearing this music, it was as if she had heard some heavenly sound. The little pink bundle, who had been crying so hard she could barely catch her breath, suddenly stopped crying and blinked her teary, wide eyes toward his backside.
Seeing her look in his direction, Xu Kun heard her babble: “Ding dong… ding dong…”
“Oh, this toy? Baby, you want it, don’t you?” Xu Kun quickly pulled out a little toy duck that was nearly crushed under him.
This toy duck could play music.
No wonder she stopped crying.
Sheng Wanyu took the toy duck and began playing with it, lowering her head.
Seeing she had stopped crying, Xu Kun immediately let out a huge sigh of relief, then slumped back into the rear seat as if he had just finished heavy labor weighing a hundred eighty pounds.
Taking care of a child is really exhausting.
It nearly took half his life.
He didn’t understand how the young master could be willing to—become a father so happily!
It seemed he truly had genuine feelings for Miss Sheng.
Meanwhile, after Sheng Xingyang and Dai Yutong entered, they saw the other colleagues in the department already gathered around Yao Yi, who was dressed as dazzlingly as a little princess, flattering her. Even the usually stern Old Man Chen was holding a champagne glass, laughing heartily and showering Yao Yi with compliments.
Sheng Xingyang and Dai Yutong entered unhurriedly, and the two of them, quite out of place, chose to obediently sit down at the dining table to wait.
Fu Siyan, also unhurriedly, selected a seat not far from their table and sat down, casually watching Sheng Xingyang’s direction.
“Yangyang, see… Old Man Chen is really overjoyed, personally trying to please her. Sigh, the treatment is just different.” Dai Yutong sat at the dining table for a while.
Watching that group animatedly flattering Yao Yi, she couldn’t help but lean close to Sheng Xingyang’s ear and whisper a few complaints: “I heard her boyfriend invested another million in advertising for our team last week.”
“From now on, our whole team will have to rely on Yao Yi.”
Dai Yutong used to dislike such connections relying on men and often felt indignant. But after working at the station for several years and seeing many such situations, she now felt like a sharp-edged stone smoothed down by the waves of reality, leaving only resignation.
Sheng Xingyang didn’t feel much about it. She picked up her water glass and took a small sip, saying, “Everyone’s fate is different.”
Dai Yutong agreed with this sentiment.
For example, her Yangyang actually had a good start in life, but unfortunately, her birth mother passed away early.
After that, her fate became turbulent.
Otherwise, if her birth mother were still alive, what chance would that white lotus Sheng Ruoxuan have?
Even with her current status, Old Man Chen would have to come flatter her every day. It could only be said… fate plays tricks on people.
“Later, help me fend off some of the drinks,” Sheng Xingyang said, turning her face slightly. “I can’t drink.”
She didn’t need to say it—she would shield her anyway. Patting her chest, she declared, “Don’t worry about this, I’ll cover for you.”
Sheng Xingyang smiled. “Mm, thank you.”
“What’s there to thank? What’s our relationship?” Dai Yutong patted Sheng Xingyang’s shoulder, about to say more, when Shen Jiale, the bootlicker from Yao Yi’s group, walked over with a glass of champagne, her tone dripping with sarcasm: “Hey, why have you two been sitting over here chatting since you arrived? Aren’t you going to toast our Yi Yi?”
“Did you really just come to freeload? Don’t you know it’s only because of someone else that you even qualify to eat at a high-end restaurant like this? You have no sense at all?” What Shen Jiale had always disliked were women like Sheng Xingyang—calm, detached, and uncompetitive.
But even though she didn’t compete or fight for anything, Shen Jiale still despised her. Why?
Because she was too beautiful.
Although her shows were always the least noticeable in the station—focusing on community affairs and pet channels—whenever she appeared on screen, the viewership ratings would spike.
This was what Shen Jiale envied.
She felt she wasn’t bad herself, so why was it that whenever she co-hosted a program with Sheng Xingyang, she ended up being overshadowed?
She really couldn’t stand her.