âUncle Mo,â Little Grape greeted.
âHiya.â Mo Yutian smiled as he tried to hold back his tears. âWelcome.â
The little kid that was standing before him was his nephew.
âWhereâs Niuniu?â Jing Xi asked.
âHeâs on the balcony,â Mo Yutian replied.
âCome on, letâs go find Niuniu,â Jing Xi said, and she pulled Little Grape to the balcony.
Since they were living on the first floor, there was a small garden just outside the balcony.
Even though it was a garden, there were no plants. The small garden was instead occupied by a sandbox.
Niuniu was kneeling by the sandbox, playing by himself.
âNiuniu,â Jing Xi called out. âLook whoâs here.â
Xiao Tieniu turned his head. He stood up excitedly as soon as he saw the prince standing next to his mother.
âLittle Prince, do you want to play with Niuniu?â Jing Xi asked.
âBut my hands will get dirty if I play with sand,â Little Grape pouted.
Jing Xi almost forgot that the little kid had a slight mysophobia.
âItâs all right. Auntie Xiaoxi will help you clean your hands after that.â Jing Xi smiled. âHere, take this bucket and shovel.â
Little Grape took the tools and ran to Xiao Tieniuâs side.
Since the easiest way for kids to make friends was through playing, the kids soon became best friends again after not seeing each other for days.
They started their construction while laughing.
Jing Xi sat down in the rattan chair and stared at the kids until Mo Yutian came with a plate of fruits and snacks.
âHow was your recording today?â Mo Yutian asked, as he could tell something was wrong.
âItâs going great,â Jing Xi replied with a smile.
âYou have to let me know if something happens, all right? Donât keep it to yourself.â
âI will. Whatâs going to happen?â Jing Xi laughed.
âI saw your new song on the internet. Are they just using your voice?â
Mo Yutian had checked Jing Xiâs new song, The Forgotten Ocean, on the internet and realized something was off.
Even though the singer on every poster was Ye Fanxing, the face on it was an unfamiliar one.
âIsnât that normal? Would there be a company that would use my face?â Jing Xi asked with a sad expression.
âBut thatâs so unfair!â
âWhatâs fair and unfair? Life is never fair.ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Jing Xi spoke mockingly. She knew that the scar on her face meant that she would never have the chance to be in the spotlight.
âDonât give up on yourself yet,â Mo Yutian encouraged. âIâll find a way to earn money online. And when I do, Iâll get you the best plastic surgeon ever!â
âAll right.â Jing Xi nodded with a smile. âIâll wait for that day to arrive.â