"I have money, I'll hire a group of people to take care of the child," Mu Ran said nonchalantly.
In ancient times, children didn't have their parents with them. Now that we are in modern times, it's simply not possible to provide him with motherly love. It's more important to find some well-educated people to accompany the child, make him smarter, and help him survive here.
Mu Dixin remained silent.
What she said made a lot of sense.
"Then clarify on Weibo."
"Alright." Mu Ran felt that sending out a Weibo post was a good trade-off for solving Chu Xijin's ID card issue.
Mu Dixin was unused to her good attitude today, and left after finishing the meal.
In contrast, Feng Qikuo said, "You can leave the child with me for a bit. I'll try out the feeling of raising a child, and then decide if I want one."
"Okay." Mu Ran nodded.
Feng Qikuo also left in her high heels. She runs a company, exuding a professional woman's aura, dressed in a silky white blouse with a pearl collar and lantern sleeves, a black pencil skirt, complemented by her long hair and exquisite pearl earrings.
She was both cool and beautiful.
In the garage, Mu Dixin suddenly appeared and held her by the waist.
The man's tone was muffled, somewhat dejected and guilty, also a bit puzzled, "Mu Ran is a bit unusual today."
"Feeling sorry for her? You know, try talking nicely to Xiao Ran. You're her only family and haven't shown her any proper concern." Feng Qikuo saw his gloomy expression, couldn't bear to scold him further, and changed the subject, "By the way, do you think we should have children?"
"You decide. If you want, I'll attend a year of childcare expert classes."
Mu Dixin didn't want children.
Having a sister twelve years younger made him feel like a father early on.
Clearly.
And he wasn't a great father.
Often drove him to the point of anger!
"Ha-ha, alright." Feng Qikuo couldn't hold back her laughter.
"Shall we register the child under our household? Just for registration, it won't involve inheritance."
"Sure." Feng Qikuo agreed.
Mu Dixin: "Sorry, for making you take this on."
"Humph, as long as you know," Feng Qikuo waved and left, heading to work.
She didn't feel wronged at all.
She's afraid of having children, and if Chu Xijin could become their child, it wouldn't be too bad.
Forget it.
Let's interact a bit more and see.
*
Mu Ran brought Chu Xijin home.
Mu Ran was ready to take the stairs, but to her surprise, Chu Xijin insisted on taking the elevator, "I want to try. If I get scared, can we stop midway?"
"Sure!"
Mu Ran fully supported his decision.
Then the two took the elevator all the way to the 21st floor.
They were greeted by Yang Yingying, who had platinum blonde hair and makeup as exquisite as a character out of a comic book.
"Ahhh, my baby!"
Yang Yingying immediately hugged Chu Xijin.
She had just checked Weibo and learned that this was Mu Ran's child, related to Mu Ran.
It was also the child she dearly cherished.
She was currently preparing a parent-child reality show and needed one last guest group.
Mu Ran and this child.
They were really suitable!
"Why are you here? Not cozying up with your old man?" Mu Ran opened the door, came to the living room, and threw herself onto the sofa, lying flat.
"I'm here to see the baby." Yang Yingying smiled brightly at Chu Xijin, "Baby, what's your name?"
"Chu Xijin."
"Wow, it's so nice."
"Wow, so disgusting."
Mu Ran, the dear friend, quipped.
Yang Yingying rolled her eyes at her, "Don't interfere with my bonding with Xiao Jin, come here and see what toys Sister bought for you."
"Being overly attentive without a reason!" Mu Ran said faintly.
"Mu Ran, shut up. Can't I just like Xiao Jin?" Yang Yingying was speechless.
"Come on, what's your motive?" Mu Ran could tell from her generous demeanor that her intentions weren't pure.
This girl looked quirky and cheeky.
In actuality, she was incredibly tight-fisted; ordinary people couldn't squeeze even a penny out of her.
Spending thousands on gifts now definitely meant she had other plans.
Yang Yingying ignored her and instead asked Chu Xijin about his family situation.
Upon learning that he had lost his parents and was now living with Mu Ran, she should have felt sorry, but instead, there was a hint of hidden excitement, "Do you want to earn money?"
"Yes!"
Chu Xijin nodded.
He had asked the learning device what five-year-olds were doing now, and everyone was attending kindergarten.
And in S City's kindergartens.
Even the mediocre ones cost fifteen thousand!
Not to mention living expenses, his money wasn't enough for him to spend, so naturally, he needed to earn money.
"Well, Sister here has a money-making business. Are you willing to do it?"
"What is it?"
"It's to follow your aunt and participate in a parent-child reality show, going around to see the beautiful landscapes of our country."
"Huh?" Chu Xijin was confused.
Yang Yingying took out her phone to show him the parent-child reality show, but when she turned around, she found.
Chu Xijin was tucking in the blanket for the sleeping Mu Ran.
The boy turned around and gestured to Yang Yingying to hush.
Thump, thump, thump!!!
Yang Yingying clutched her chest. If it weren't for the age gap, she might have turned into a beast.
How could he be so gentle?
He's only five years old, after all.
Really suitable for attracting fans on a variety show.
"Let's go to the guest room and watch."
"Okay."
The two watched the show until the evening, and Mu Ran simply ordered takeout for them to eat, "Old Yang, go home to sleep. Let Xiao Jin sleep in the guest room."
"I know."
Yang Yingying left after dinner.
Not forgetting to remind Chu Xijin of the matter they discussed.
After Yang Yingying left, Mu Ran asked him, "What's going on?"
"Nothing…"
"Speak up."
Mu Ran was in a bad mood, having overslept, and now her tone was slightly elevated, which sounded angry to Chu Xijin.
So Chu Xijin hurriedly said, "Sister Yingying wants me and Auntie to participate in a parent-child reality show."
"That thing..." Mu Ran's words were cut off.
Because the child's eyes showed longing.
"Do you want to go?"
Chu Xijin stood at the wooden table in the living room, unwilling to lie, "A little bit."
"Why?"
"To make money."
Chu Xijin spoke honestly, feeling like he was exuding the smell of money.
The child slightly lowered his head, loathing himself at the moment.
Previously, the Imperial Tutor always talked to him about how the court was, how the common people were, but now, what he worried about was the future, how to eat.
The sacrifice his mother made with her life.
Yielded a worthless son.
"I will consider it seriously. You go take a bath and go to sleep first."
Parent-child reality show.
She really needed to consider it carefully.
Mu Ran ran a bath for him, dried his hair, left a night light on for him, and then left for her own room.
She called Yang Yingying.
She was unavailable.
Mu Ran gritted her teeth.
Great!
She opened her computer but found an email from Yang Yingying, outlining the benefits of the parent-child reality show and the payment for her and the child.
The price was considerable.
Mu Ran rubbed her temples, set the email aside, and checked the film's pre-sale status.
Then wrote a while on the script, going to bed at four in the morning.
Meanwhile, in a high-end ward of the same city, a man lying in bed suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze fierce and murderous.
But the surrounding environment made his gaze freeze.
"President Xiao is awake, President Xiao is awake, someone come quickly!!!" The assistant shouted excitedly, forgetting the button inside the ward.