MSFLC Ch20

【Today I took my kid to a private hospital for a checkup and vaccinations and ran into Lu Ting’an holding his little cub while getting blood drawn. The baby cried with teary eyes—so pitiful yet so cute!! The chubby baby looks exactly like his dad, literally a mini version of Lu Ting’an!!】

【So jealous!!】

【Same here!!】

【I’m jealous of the blogger too! I want to run into Lu Ting’an as well!! And I want to see Chubby Zhishi!! Their family is way too low-key—never goes out, never posts on VB, never uploads photos…】
【Replying upstairs: come work at Lu Group. You can see Boss Lu almost every day recently, and sometimes you’ll even see Chubby Zhishi and Chubby Zhiyu~】

【Lu Group… I don’t deserve it… (crying)】

【Same…】

【Wife wife wife wife wife wife wife wife wife wife wife】

【Husband husband husband husband husband husband husband husband husband husband husband】

【…Why are the Ting’an fans upstairs starting again?】

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Unaware that the internet aunties, uncles, and big brothers were discussing him, Lu Zhishi was carried out of the hospital by his baba and taken to eat something delicious.

Almost two years old now, Lu Zhishi could eat many kinds of food.

“Ah-um.”

One tiny bite of ice cream made Lu Zhishi squint his eyes. It was so good—too bad he could only eat it after getting vaccinated.

Lu Ting’an fed him a few bites and finished the rest himself. Little kids couldn’t eat too much cold food.

Even though it was only a few bites, Lu Zhishi was already satisfied. Better than not getting any at all, right?

Lunch was eaten outside. After checking the time, Lu Ting’an asked the waiter to pack one portion to go.

“For baba?”
“Mhm.”

Lu Ting’an carried him to the car, placed him into the baby safety seat, and buckled him in.
“Baba hasn’t eaten yet. Let’s bring food to baba, okay?”

Poor Song Qinian, wife and child both gone, and he didn’t feel like going back to the huge, empty villa alone, so he skipped lunch.

Lu Ting’an only found out after asking the assistant.

“Your baba is disobedient too,” Lu Ting’an said calmly. “If no one watches him, he often forgets to eat on time. Don’t learn that—it’s a bad habit.”

Lu Zhishi nodded obediently. “Mm, I’ll listen~”

Lu Ting’an laughed softly. “You’re not obedient either.”

He smoothed the little curls and said lightly,
“You stayed in bed and skipped breakfast last time. Your baba already told me.”

“No I didn’t…”
Lu Zhishi guiltily touched his chubby cheek. Stinky baba—weren’t we not telling on each other?

When he and his gege were guilty, they made the exact same expression—just like Song Qinian. Lu Ting’an tapped his nose.

“Your nose will grow longer.”

Liars grow long noses.

Lu Zhishi immediately turned and smiled ingratiatingly. “Baba~”

The driver drove in front. Lu Ting’an held the little chubby hand and said,
“You have to eat properly. You’ve lost weight recently.”

Lu Zhishi widened his eyes and pinched his soft baby cheeks. Really, baba?

In parents’ eyes, their child always seems too thin.

When they arrived, Lu Ting’an carried the child with one arm and the food box with the other as he entered the company.

Before going in, Lu Zhishi noticed his baba glance toward a small cluster of bushes nearby.

“Baba?”

“Just reporters.”
Lu Ting’an touched his forehead gently. “It’s fine.”

Lu Zhishi nodded and peeked in that direction as well.

Song Qinian hadn’t expected them to come. When he saw them, he hurriedly put away documents and stood up to greet them.

“Why are you here? Have you eaten?”

“We have.”
Lu Ting’an lifted the food box. “I came to bring lunch to someone who doesn’t behave.”

Song Qinian touched his cheek. “I was planning to eat later. I’m not very hungry.”

Lu Ting’an gave a faint smile. Song Qinian immediately drooped his head and followed him obediently to the lounge.

Lu Zhishi lifted his short, chubby finger and drew a line on his face, smiling with curved eyes.
“Baba, long nose.”

That look—annoying and adorable at the same time—made Song Qinian laugh.

Seeing Lu Ting’an wasn’t truly angry, Song Qinian leaned closer.
“Thanks for bringing me food, gege. You’re the best.”

He covered Chubby Zhishi’s eyes and leaned down to kiss Lu Ting’an’s lip corner, then stole another kiss on his lips.

The eye-covered Chubby Zhishi: “?”

Is there something I’m not allowed to see?

Lu Ting’an pushed him lightly with his elbow, ears slightly red.
“Go away…”

Song Qinian straightened up, fully satisfied, and took Chubby Zhishi into his arms.

Lu Zhishi looked up at him. Big eyes met small eyes.

Song Qinian whispered into his ear,
“What’s wrong? Do you have something to tell baba?”

Lu Zhishi tugged his stinky baba’s ear and nose, cheeks puffed.
“Baba… liar.”

A massive accusation fell out of nowhere. Song Qinian’s fatherly heart shattered.

“When did baba lie?”

Lu Zhishi gestured wildly and babbled a long explanation. His toddler language system clearly wasn’t fully developed.

Lu Ting’an explained calmly,
“He skipped breakfast one morning. I mentioned it to him on the way.”

Song Qinian understood—he’d been caught snitching.

Rubbing the round little head, Song Qinian walked around the office with him and coaxed softly,
“It was an accident this time. Next time baba won’t tell, okay? Forgive baba?”

Lu Zhishi huffed twice.

Song Qinian leaned closer again.
“I’ll make the tastiest braised meat for you at home, okay?”

“Fish too~”

“Alright, and a steamed fish.”

“Okay~”

Lu Ting’an looked over lightly.
“What are you two whispering about?”

“Nothing nothing~”
Lu Zhishi waved his hands quickly.

Lu Ting’an motioned, and Song Qinian passed the child over.

Holding him on his lap, Lu Ting’an tidied his clothes.
“Only kids who eat on time grow tall. Don’t you want to grow as tall as baba and papa?”

Lu Zhishi froze for a second.

He suddenly remembered one of his life goals—growing to 180 cm!

“Yes!!”
He clenched his little fists, even his baby cheeks straining with determination.

Song Qinian winked at Lu Ting’an behind Chubby Zhishi’s back. Lu Ting’an curved his lips slightly.

“Drink a cup of milk every night—it helps you grow taller.”

“I’ll drink!!”

“And vegetables?”

“I’ll eat!!”

Lu Ting’an kissed his forehead.
“Good boy. Baba and papa believe you’ll grow tall.”

Lu Zhishi puffed his chest proudly. “Yes!!”

With the picky-eating and breakfast-skipping issues temporarily solved, Song Qinian finally relaxed and ate his lunch.

Lu Ting’an smoothed the little curls and said without looking up,
“Shouldn’t baba be a good example for the child?”

Song Qinian answered instantly,
“Baba absolutely should be a good example.”

“And from now on?”

“I’ll eat on time.”

“Mhm.”

Lu Zhishi turned and patted his baba’s shoulder, big shiny eyes full of praise.

Song Qinian didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

After lunch, Song Qinian gently lifted the child’s sleeve to check.

The blood-draw site looked alarming—a small red mark.

The skin around it was even bruised slightly.

Heart aching, Song Qinian blew gently and kissed his forehead.

“When baba gets home, I’ll make lots of good food for our Chubby Zhishi to recover. We’ll use a warm towel tonight—it’ll stop hurting soon.”

Lu Zhishi rubbed his face against Song Qinian’s cheek. It hurt at first, but now it was only a faint ache.

Since it was almost the end of lunch break, Lu Ting’an carried the child away.

Lu Zhishi waved from his shoulder.
“Baba, bye-bye~”

Song Qinian walked them to the door, then pulled both lover and child in for kisses.
“See you this afternoon.”

Lu Ting’an kissed his cheek back.
“Remember to nap. Come home early for dinner.”

Song Qinian smiled softly.
“Got it, gege.”

Lu Zhishi hesitated, then leaned up and kissed Song Qinian’s cheek too.
“Baba, come home early~”

Song Qinian chuckled.
“Alright. Baba will be home early.”

As they left the company, Lu Ting’an asked softly,
“Do you want to go grocery shopping?”

Me? A tiny human cub?

Lu Zhishi widened his eyes, resisting the urge to point at himself, blinking innocently.

Lu Ting’an supported his little bottom and drove toward the store.
“Let’s go take a look. We’ll buy a few things.”

When they arrived, Lu Zhishi got down and looked up at Lu Ting’an.

Baba… didn’t you say grocery shopping? Why is this a flower shop?

Inside, they were surrounded by dazzling flowers—like entering a garden of blooms.

Lu Zhishi lay against his baba’s shoulder, looking around with shining eyes.

Red roses. White lisianthus. Blue roses. Tulips…

Lu Ting’an picked a bouquet of lisianthus and had it wrapped, then signed autographs for a few fans.

Watching him sign, Lu Zhishi looked up eagerly, hands twisting together.
“Baba… I want flowers too~”

Please please please~

“Ahhh he’s so cute!!”

“Chubby Zhishi! Chubby Zhishi!!”

“Buy him some! Buy him some!!”

Lu Zhishi: “?”

What was that sound?

He turned and saw several older sisters huddled together, gazing at him with doting, excited expressions.

Not daring to call Lu Ting’an “husband” or “wife” in front of him, the fans simply stared at the adorable chubby cub with full auntie smiles.

Realizing they might scare the child, they coughed and toned it down.

The baby’s bright black eyes were watery, like spring water brimming to the edges.

Critical hit.

No one can refuse a cute human cub’s request!!

Buy him some—buy him some!!