Chapter 15

As soon as Feng Xiaochen’s feet touched the ground, he left him and quickly ran to Yu Fei. Then she opened her arms and hugged Yu Fei, calling her softly, “Mommy, hug!”

Yu Fei’s heart almost melted when she heard the childish voice and looked at the fair and chubby face. She bent down to hug the little guy and said gently, “Mommy made you some grilled chicken wings and glutinous rice balls. Baby, do you like them?”

Feng Xiaochen was the typical type of person who forgot about his Daddy after getting his Mommy. All his attention was on Yu Fei, and he did not even look at Feng Yi. He put his arms around Yu Fei’s neck and said with a smile, “I like them! I like whatever Mommy does!”

“Then you have to eat more later. Baby is too thin, Mommy’s heart will ache.” Yu Fei’s heart really ached for this child. Feng Xiaochen was good in all aspects, but he was too thin, much thinner than his peers.

“Mommy, do you like chubby kids?” Feng Xiaochen asked.

“Yeah, kids are cute when they’re chubby!” Yu Fei agreed.

“Then I’ll try to eat more every day,” Feng Xiaochen said immediately. “I’ll eat until I’m chubby and become what Mommy likes.”

Yu Fei smiled and touched his little face. “Baby, you’re so obedient!”

Feng Yi, who had been left behind by the two, did not look too good, especially after hearing their conversation. He felt very upset. The son he had raised for three years had never been so obedient in front of him. But this woman had only been here for less than a day, and his son was already so obedient to her? Did he raise a little ingrate?

In the dining room, without anyone’s coaxing, Feng Xiaochen took the apron handed over by the servant and sat down in his seat.

On the dining table, there were four simple dishes and a soup.

Feng Yi was surprised to see the braised pork ribs and sweet and sour meat. He was just making a casual remark. He did not expect her to really cook it, and it looked quite appetizing, like a chef’s cooking.

“Did you cook all these dishes?” he could not help but look at Yu Fei.

Yu Fei sat down and gave everyone a bowl of soup. “Yeah, my cooking skills are just so-so. I can’t compare to the chef you hired, so just bear with it.”

A person like Feng Yi had eaten all sorts of delicacies, so he probably would not like her home-cooked food. There was a limit to her skill level, and it was already good enough that she could do this.

Feng Yi did not say anything else. He sat down and took a sip of the soup.

Yu Fei made crucian and bean curd soup, which was milky and fragrant without any fishy smell.

Perhaps he was hungry, but Feng Yi thought that the soup was pretty good. He took a small sip and finished half the bowl. He drank the soup quickly and ate quickly.

Yu Fei had only grilled ten chicken wings in total, and he had eaten five of them. He had also eaten the braised pork ribs. Yu Fei had not even finished half a bowl of rice, and the other party had already gone to refill his bowl.

Feng Xiaochen’s appetite was not bad. Seeing that his Daddy was eating so quickly, he was afraid that his Mommy’s food would be finished. With the ribs still in his mouth, he quickly picked up a chicken wing and put it in his bowl.

Yu Fei was speechless. How many days had this father and son not eaten their fill? They were eating like starving people!

After finishing the food on the table, Feng Yi wiped the oil off his lips elegantly. “The fish soup is very good. Next time, remember to put less vinegar in the sweet and sour pork. It’s a little sour.”

Yu Fei glared at him. This kind of person who did not do anything but was still picky after eating was really annoying! Besides, he still ate so much even when it was sour!

After the meal, Yu Fei accompanied Feng Xiaochen to watch cartoons and watched him take his medicine. She did not relax until Butler Zhao took him to sleep.

Feng Yi was a workaholic, so he went to work in the study after dinner.

Yu Fei also picked up her laptop, put a cushion on her lap, and started to write on the sofa. Apart from filming, she would also write novels in her free time. She had a novel about a domineering CEO that was currently being serialized. The results were quite good, and it was ranked first on the new novel rankings. She first read the comments of her readers out of habit.

Reader 1: [Big Boss, when are you arranging the bed scenes? Sob, sob, sob. It’s too plain and boring now!]

Reader 2: [Bed scenes! A bed scene! So many chapters already, and all they did was kiss! I beg the author to spice things up!]

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Seeing these comments, Yu Fei’s lips curved up. It wasn’t that she did not want to write bed scenes, but the platform’s crackdown on lewd content had been too strict recently, so she could not go too far. However, with so many people strongly requesting for bed scenes, it would be a little too much if she did not make arrangements. After thinking for a while, she decided to write an ambiguous plot, using more obscure words.

Tonight’s inspiration was great. She was immersed in typing and soon wrote more than 2,000 words. She was so engrossed in her writing that she did not even notice that someone had entered the room.

After she finished writing a chapter, she had just uploaded the manuscript when she heard a voice. “Yu Fei, I didn’t expect you to have such a hobby!”