[What a cute baby! Auntie gives you kisses!]
[Baby, what kind of pattern do you want on your sack?]
[Baby, say goodbye to your mommy and come to Auntie’s house!]
[How can a child be so funny and cute! He even had to touch his teeth after bumping them.]
[I’m dying of laughter. That look of relief after touching his teeth—the baby was really afraid he’d knocked them out.]
[I’m going to be on my best behavior to everyone here today! Since the baby is eating a chicken drumstick, I’m eating one too!]
[…]
Wen Shuqiao stared at the video and comments, looking completely bewildered.
How did this video get posted?
It must have been Can Can tapping around randomly until it uploaded. In her past life, she had seen many instances of children messing with their parents' phones and accidentally posting videos.
She watched the video again. To be honest, the little male lead was truly adorable. His expressions were vivid, and he ate everything so cleanly. Not only that, he was very conscious of his image; after every couple of bites, if he felt his mouth was a bit greasy, he would pull out a tissue to wipe himself.
Furthermore, this video had already surpassed ten thousand likes in just two hours, and the view count was still climbing. It seemed the platform’s algorithm was promoting it.
After considering it for a moment, she decided not to delete the video. It was so cute; let everyone enjoy it.
[Push notification: A wonderful video from @EatWellToday is recommended for you…]
Shen Jiazhou looked at the notification, stunned for a moment before realizing it was an ad from an app on his phone.
He deleted it without interest. The last time he had opened that app was only because he needed to repost an interview.
He hadn't touched it since.
Lin Yan, who was reporting on work nearby, noticed Shen Jiazhou spacing out and asked, "President Shen, is something wrong?"
Shen Jiazhou snapped back to reality. "Continue."
As he spoke, he casually uninstalled the app from his phone.
Lin Yan finished reporting the last bit of the work progress and finally brought up the matter of the young master.
Lin Yan said, "The director sent me a photo today. It was taken of the young master a few months ago."
Shen Jiazhou said, "Let me see."
Lin Yan immediately forwarded the photo to Shen Jiazhou.
Shen Jiazhou opened the photo. It wasn't a solo shot of Can Can, but a picture of many children sitting in a cafeteria.
However, Shen Jiazhou spotted Can Can at the edge of the frame at a single glance. He was staring timidly at the camera, wearing a T-shirt that was clearly the wrong size.
Such a thin and weak child, yet his appearance looked as if he were carved from the same mold as his brother.
Lin Yan said, "Having a recent photo will make our search much easier. I’ll send the young master's photo to the boys now so they can keep a close eye out."
Shen Jiazhou withdrew his gaze from the photo and gave a hum of affirmation. "Understood."
Lin Yan continued, "By the way, President Shen, the Su family sent an invitation. They're hosting a banquet at Bofeng next Friday night to welcome Miss Su back. They hope you can attend."
The Shen and Su families had been discussing some projects recently, so it would indeed be difficult to decline an invitation.
Shen Jiazhou said, "Reply to them. I’ll make time to go."
Lin Yan nodded. "Understood, President Shen."
Can Can was woken up by the System. He sat on the bed, mouth wide open in a yawn. [What is it, System?]
The System said, [Baby, your video went viral!]
Can Can clearly didn't understand the word "viral." He made a "bong bong" sound. The System laughed: [Not that kind of explosion. It means we can make money!]
Can Can’s eyes lit up. Making money is good! Making money is good! Can Can wants to make lots and lots of money!
The System said, [I took a look at that woman’s backend. She’s gained a lot of followers, and some merchants are already looking for her to run ads.]
Can Can asked, [Like that, we can make lots of money?]
The System said, [Yes! However, those merchants all want Can Can to appear in the ads. If that woman wants to film you, you must agree, okay?]
Can Can tucked that away in his heart. He would definitely agree!
The little boy and the System were perfectly aligned, but they didn't expect that Wen Shuqiao wouldn't mention the matter at all, even by evening.
Strange. It had detected the woman looking at those private messages from the merchants, so why hadn't she acted yet?
Can Can asked anxiously, [Can Bao, money, gone?]
The System thought for a moment: [Don't worry. Maybe she’s filtering them. We’ll film for whoever pays the most.]
Can Can nodded half-understandingly. Since the System said to wait a bit longer, then he would wait!
Can Bao was very good at waiting!
Wen Shuqiao had no idea Can Can was waiting expectantly for a shoot. She had already declined all the merchants looking for Can Bao to do ads.
Although that video had given her a wave of traffic and some opportunities, it was just an accident.
She wasn't at the point where she would make the little male lead sell his face to earn money. Besides, in a while, the little male lead’s uncle would be taking him away. Where would she get a Can Can 2.0 then?
Wen Shuqiao already understood that she likely couldn't return to her original world. Therefore, in everything she did, she had to look toward the future and not be greedy for the moment.
However, even though she had figured it out, Can Can hadn't. This manifested in him being a bit sluggish during dinner.
Wen Shuqiao watched him curiously. Can Can was usually the most enthusiastic about eating; even when he was sick, one could see he ate very seriously.
Why did he look so distracted now? Could it be that he ate too many chicken drumsticks at lunch and had indigestion?
Can Can took a bite and peeked at his aunt. The System had told him not to ask, but he was anxious! Why hadn't his aunt said anything yet!
Seeing him take a bite and then peek at her, Wen Shuqiao said, "If you're full, you don't have to eat. Otherwise, you'll be too stuffed to sleep later."
Can Can shook his head. "Can Bao can finish."
Wen Shuqiao put some vegetables on his plate. "You have to eat your veggies too."
After saying that, Wen Shuqiao thought of something and suddenly chuckled.
Netizens said that no matter what kind of youngling they faced, adults’ speech would always turn into reduplicated words and "cutesy" voices.
At the time, she thought it was impossible, but now she had unexpectedly and naturally accepted this way of speaking.
Can Can chewed his vegetables, not understanding what his aunt was laughing about. Why was his aunt so strange?
After dinner, Wen Shuqiao sat on the sofa. Can Can sat beside her, absentmindedly holding a puzzle.
A child’s thoughts were written all over his face. No matter how slow Wen Shuqiao was, she understood.
After a moment's thought, she moved another small stool over and sat beside him. Can Bao naturally leaned into her arms, relying on her.
Wen Shuqiao asked, "What’s wrong with the baby today? You aren't even focused on your puzzle."
Can Can looked down at the puzzle in his hand, his small fingers pressing against the edges. He wanted to speak but didn't dare.
Wen Shuqiao got a little worried. She asked, "I saw you didn't eat much at dinner. Is your tummy bloated?"
She had scrolled through posts before saying that children actually get bloated very easily, and since Can Can hadn't eaten properly before, it was easy for him to keep eating even when he was full.
This was a big problem. She couldn't let him stretch his stomach out.
She placed her palm over his clothes onto his belly. "Auntie will rub the baby’s tummy."
As Can Can felt his belly being gently rubbed, he seemed to remember his mother rubbing it for him too, but it had been so long that he couldn't quite recall it clearly.
A child’s thoughts jump around. Remembering his mother made his mood drop.
He asked in a low voice, "Auntie, will I see Mommy again? I miss her a little."
Wen Shuqiao’s palm paused for a moment. She didn't know how to answer that question. Telling a child that his mother had passed away was truly too cruel.
But Can Can actually already understood the meaning of death. He turned his body and gave Wen Shuqiao a kiss.
Wen Shuqiao looked at him. "Why did you think to kiss Auntie?"
Can Can said, "Auntie is Mommy’s sister. Auntie is also Can Can’s mommy."
Wen Shuqiao opened her mouth, then finally rubbed his head. "Yeah."
I will take good care of you for your mother until you return to the place where you truly belong.