Chapter 113
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In March, Qi Qi started school. Yan Qingchi had nothing to do, so he was responsible for sending him to school. Qi Qi was rarely sent to school by him and Jiang Mochen, so she was very curious. She took his hand and asked, "Daddy, aren't you going to work?"
"Not for now," Yan Qingchi said gently.
"When are you going?"
"Wait until next year."
Qi Qi stopped in her tracks and looked at him. She was so excited that her eyes lit up. "Then Daddy can accompany me for a long, long time."
Yan Qingchi smiled and pinched his face. "Yes."
Qi Qi opened her arms happily. "Daddy, hug me."
As soon as he said this, he realized something and put his hands down. "Oh, I forgot. Father said that I can't let Daddy hug Qi Qi. Then Qi Qi, hug Daddy."
After he finished speaking, he opened his arms and hugged Yan Qingchi. He rubbed his waist and looked up at him with a smile.
Yan Qingchi was amused by his series of actions. He ruffled his hair. "Qi Qi is so cute."
The chauffeur that Jiang Mochen assigned to Yan Qingchi was called Zhang Quan. He was about 30 years old and looked very capable. He had been in contact with Yan Qingchi and Qi Qi for a while. Qi Qi was not unfamiliar with him. When she saw him, she greeted him politely. "Good morning, Uncle."
"Good morning, Qi Qi," Zhang Quan replied very cooperatively.
Then he turned to look at Yan Qingchi. "Are you sending Young Master to school today?"
"Yes," Yan Qingchi said. "Thank you for your hard work."
"It's just my job. You're welcome, Sir."
Yan Qingchi heard him call him Sir and heaved a sigh of relief. After all, at the very beginning, Zhang Quan had directly called her Madam. Although Yan Qingchi and Jiang Mochen usually joked around and called each other Mr. and Mrs., this was just for the fun between husband and wife. Now that someone else called him that, he still felt a little awkward, so he said on the spot, "Change the way you address me. I feel a little awkward when you call me that."
Zhang Quan said worriedly, "What should I call her if not Madam? You can call me Quan, but can I call you Chi? "
Yan Qingchi didn't have a problem with Zhang Quan calling him that. However, that didn't mean that Jiang Mochen didn't have a problem with it. Yan Qingchi didn't even need to think about it to know that Jiang Mochen's face would be very ugly if he heard Zhang Quan calling him that. Thus, he shook his head. "This won't do."
"Then how should I address you?" Zhang Quan asked.
Yan Qingchi thought about it. Sometimes, calling him by his full name would feel a little commanding. However, if he just called him Qingchi, which was what Jiang Mochen called him himself, he would probably be jealous. If he couldn't call him Qingchi, he definitely couldn't call him Xiao Chi.
In the end, he could only call him Sir. Zhang Quan didn't have a problem with this address, so the two of them came to an agreement.
After sending Qi Qi off, Yan Qingchi asked Zhang Quan to go back to the neighborhood. The two of them agreed on a time to pick up Qi Qi in the afternoon, and Zhang Quan left.
Yan Qingchi had nothing to do recently, so he went home and listened to music. According to Jiang Mochen's mother, he was cultivating his baby's taste for music. At the same time, he was drawing.
The drawing was very simple. It was a children's story for Qi Qi. Each page was drawn into four squares, and each story had about ten pages. Qi Qi was very supportive. Every time she finished reading, she would shake his hand and ask him where the rest of the story was. Yan Qingchi asked him to wait and said that he would give it to him the next day.
Jiang Mochen felt that it was a pity that he only drew for Qi Qi, so he asked him if he wanted to publish it or post it online. Yan Qingchi didn't think it was necessary. He didn't draw these to make money. He was just bored and Qi Qi liked them. If Qi Qi didn't like them one day, he might stop drawing. Besides, he didn't have the energy to care about these things.
"You don't have to care. You haven't accepted any activities for a while. Although Guan Mei brought someone else, she has more time. She can take care of it."
Yan Qingchi was speechless for a while. "Tell me the truth. Do you feel indignant about leaving these golden eggs at home and not taking them out to give birth to chickens?"
Jiang Mochen rubbed his eyebrows. He couldn't deny that he did have such thoughts.
Yan Qingchi felt that he had seen through Jiang Mochen. He narrowed his eyes. Jiang Mochen was very sensible. "Of course, it's mainly up to you. If you don't want to, then forget it."
Yan Qingchi thought about his little savings. "We'll split it 40-60. I'll take 60 and you'll take 40."
Jiang Mochen laughed. "There's no need to split it 40-60. You take 10 and I take 0."
"That's fine." Yan Qingchi didn't hesitate.
Guan Mei originally thought that she wouldn't have to deal with anything related to Yan Qingchi for a year. After all, her boss had personally said that Yan Qingchi would be taking a break from activities for a year. Unexpectedly, not long after the New Year, she received a new mission.
Guan Mei looked at the drawing on the computer and was secretly surprised. "I didn't expect this to be a talent."
She sent Yan Qingchi a WeChat message and told him her plan. She said directly, "So you should give yourself a Weibo username first."
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