Mu Mu burped, then spit out milk bubbles, and then tried to grab Bai Le's hair.
Bai Le quickly dodged away, wiped the milk from Mu Mu's mouth with a tissue, and put a pacifier in his mouth to prevent him from chewing his fingers. Only after watching him fall asleep peacefully did he feel at ease and go to work.
As soon as he arrived at the company, before he could even settle into Bai Le office chair, Ye Xiaosi walked in and handed him the documents in his hand.
"What is this?" Bai Le took it, opened it, and was immediately taken aback.
Ye Xiaosi observed his expression and said, "A mobile phone endorsement has been approached by Fang Rong's team." Normally, this kind of thing would be handled by Fang Rong's team, but since the mobile phone is a product of the Xi Family, he still felt it was necessary to report it to Bai Le.
With mixed feelings, Bai Le said, "Understood. Let Fang Rong's team make the decisions."
Xi Yan felt inexplicably guilty about what he did, even though he hadn't done anything. He had to admit that Xi Yan was very good at understanding his own psychology.
Soon, news of Fang Rong's mobile phone endorsement spread, and everyone in the industry was wondering how someone who wasn't particularly famous managed to get such a coveted opportunity. His company was indeed skilled at securing resources.
Although Fang Rong was initially confused about this, after learning that the phone was a product of the Xi Family, he began to have some guesses.
Some people sarcastically asked him if he had found a sugar daddy. Fang Rong neither confirmed nor denied it. It was not him who had found a sugar daddy; it was clearly Bai Le who had pulled strings and brought him resources. For a moment, Fang Rong felt unusually uncomfortable. He should be happy that such a good thing had fallen into his lap, but now he felt that his self-esteem as a man had been insulted.
As I walked down the company corridor, lost in thought, I turned a corner and bumped into Bai Le. He was listening to his secretary talking, his expression serious, a departure from his usual carefree demeanor—an expression I never saw before.
"Hello President Bai." Fang Rong quickly composed himself, put on a smiling face, and stepped forward to shake hands with him.
Upon hearing this, Bai Le stopped talking to Ye Xiaosi, turned to look at him, and had a complicated expression.
Even though Fang Rong was very polite and sensible, he could no longer look at him the same way. He had already warned his team to pay attention to Fang Rong's private life and not to cause trouble for the company.
"I don't care what you do in private, but you'd better clean up those things and mind your own business." Bai Le frowned slightly, revealing a rare stern side.
Fang Rong's face stiffened, and for a moment he didn't know how to answer.
Bai Le sighed and patted him on the shoulder, "You'd better watch yourself."
After Fang Rong entered the dressing room, he was still thinking about what Bai Le had just said. The makeup artists saw that he looked unwell and wisely avoided provoking him.
A few assistants nearby were whispering, "Did you see what happened to President Bai's neck?"
"I can't see it, isn't it that one? Hehe."
"How embarrassing! It seems President Bai and his wife have a really good relationship."
Fang Rong was stunned for a moment, and then she recalled the white collared shirt that Bai Le had deliberately worn underneath. Although he tried to cover it up, the faint hickeys on his fair neck were still very noticeable.
But at the time, his mind was completely focused on Bai Le's attitude, and he didn't notice anything amiss.
Thinking of this, Fang Rong felt inexplicably irritated. He kicked the stool in front of him, and the others dared not breathe.
Not long after, news of Fang Rong's diva-like behavior and temper tantrums reached Bai Le's ears. He felt that Fang Rong was acting strangely, becoming increasingly immature, or perhaps he had always been like this but hadn't noticed.
He wanted to find an opportunity to thank Xi Yan. He knew that Xi Yan had only agreed to the endorsement because of him, but he had never known how to bring it up, so he kept putting it off.
When Bai Le returned home that day, he saw Xi Yan's leather shoes in the entryway and knew that he had returned. So he put down his briefcase and went upstairs.
He couldn't find Xi Yan in the bedroom, so he went to the nursery to look for her, and sure enough, he found Xi Yan there.
He was sitting by the window, holding Mu Mu in his arms. Mu Mu tilted her head and looked at him curiously. Xi Yan smiled slightly, reached out and tapped the tip of his nose, making Mu Mu giggle.
Xi Yan lifted him high, but Mu Mu seemed unafraid at all, laughing even more happily, and even clapping his hands while making cooing noises.
"Call me Father."
Mu Mu reached out to grab Xi Yan's clothes again. He really likes to grab things now, and he can only stay still if he has something in his hand.
He couldn't understand Xi Yan's words, but Xi Yan patiently repeated them over and over, a slight smile playing on his lips and a gentle expression in his eyes.
Bai Le knocked on the door and coughed. Xi Yan was slightly startled, then looked up at him.
Bai Le walked over and muttered under his breath, "It's too early for Mu Mu to speak."
Xi Yan glanced at him, Bai Le immediately said guiltily, "I haven't asked Mu Mu to talk to me in private. It's too early for him to be learning to talk."
Xi Yan didn't expose his clumsy lie, but instead placed Mu Mu in his arms, saying without changing her expression, "Neither do I."
Bai Le's lips twitched upon hearing this. Had he misheard?
Mu Mu clung tightly to Bai Le's clothes in his arms, so he had to change to a more comfortable position to continue holding her. After hesitating for a while, he finally decided to say those words.
"Regarding that endorsement... thank you so much, but actually you don't need to give it to him."
Bai Le sighed. He felt guilty towards Fang Rong because of the boy band's disbandment and wanted to help him get some compensation.
Upon Xi Yan and stroked Bai Le's hair, saying indifferently, "No need to thank me. I don't like hearing you say that to me."
Bai Le was slightly taken aback.
Xi Yan paused for a moment, then continued, "Besides, this endorsement fee still has to go to your company."
Bai Le realized, "So you were trying to transfer money to me indirectly, huh?"
Suddenly, Mu Mu reached out to Xi Yan again, and Xi Yan quickly took his hand, asking, "Don't you like it?"