Chapter 100: Aunt doesn’t miss you at all.

When Shen Zhiyi started work the next day, he brought Duan Jiaze with him. Xiao Dong snatched a bag of potato chips from the child's mouth and told him that the quota of three bags for today was full. Duan Jiaze didn't understand, but knew that it meant he couldn't eat it, so he looked at Shen Zhiyi eagerly.

As soon as he said this, Shen Zhiyi felt soft-hearted and looked at Xiao Dong. The two, old and young, clearly had nothing in common, but they were equally talented in making people feel soft-hearted.

Xiao Dong: “…This is the last pack.”

Seeing Duan Jiaze hugging the potato chips happily, Xiao Dong sighed, "Why don't you take a few more days off? Why are you in such a hurry to start work?"

I finally got a few more days of rest due to my injury, but not long after that, I'm back to work on the crew again.

The makeup artist was applying makeup to Shen Zhiyi, especially the scar on her neck that had not completely faded, which needed to be carefully covered with concealer. "Director Meng called me."

She asked her indirectly if she could start work as soon as possible. After all, due to various reasons, the crew's shooting progress has not been up to standard, and it would not work without her as the lead actress.

Shen Zhiyi originally thought that her injuries were not serious, so when asked by Director Meng, she simply said that she could continue filming.

"Director Meng is really a smart guy," Xiao Dong sighed. He didn't ask her or Wang Feifei about this matter, but only asked the soft-hearted Shen Zhiyi, "But we won't reshoot the forest scene, right?"

"Ah."

Director Meng picked and chose from the dozen or so scenes and put together a satisfactory one, but it just didn't go as he had imagined in one take, which was a pity.

After packing up, Shen Zhiyi went to the set, and Duan Jiaze stayed in the lounge to play by himself. Shen Zhiyi got him a spare mobile phone of her own, and he watched cartoons with headphones on, having a lot of fun.

Pei Yu called Shen Zhiyi when he was getting off the gangway, but no one answered, so he called Duan Jiaze again. The first thing the kid did when he got the new phone was to send a bunch of long-winded messages to his uncle, but Pei Yu was too lazy to respond.

When the call was connected, the child's chubby face filled the screen, and he said in a baby voice, "Uncle!"

After spending two days with Shen Zhiyi, his Chinese seemed to have improved a little, and he could understand simple common expressions, but for convenience, Pei Yu still communicated with him in French.

"Where's your aunt?"

"outside."

Duan Jiaze didn't know what "filming" meant. He only knew that Shen Zhiyi was working, so he told him to be good and not run around. When he heard Pei Yu asking, he pushed the door open a crack to let the camera take in the scene outside. "Working."

Pei Yu had been to this set before and had some impression of it. He guessed that Shen Zhiyi should have already started work and frowned slightly.

It's only been a few days since I took a break.

He said something to Secretary Qin, and when he lowered his head again, his expression was perfunctory, "Don't run around, close the door."

Duan Jiaze did as he was told and climbed onto the chair and sat down. "Uncle, I miss you. Do you miss me?"

The last time they met was near the New Year. Pei Yu gave him a giant airplane model, which is still placed in his study room.

Pei Yu said coldly, "I don't want to."

Duan Jiaze: “…”

His eyes rolled around, and Xiaopang held his face with his hands, "Do you miss your aunt?"

He now understood what his aunt meant. His uncle and aunt were like his father and mother, and they would sleep in the same bed at night.

Glancing at the screen, the child was looking at him seriously. Pei Yu no longer ruthlessly denied it, and his expression softened a little, "Yeah."

"But Auntie doesn't miss you at all."

Duan Jiaze looked innocent, "I asked my aunt last night, and she said she didn't miss you."

He pointed at himself with a bit of pride and said, "Aunt likes me, not you, uncle, you lose to me."

Pei Yu sneered and called him by his Chinese name, "Duan Jiaze."

Even though he was not very good at reading adults' expressions, Duan Jiaze knew that he was about to be beaten. He was just about to say a few sweet words to coax his uncle when the door of the lounge was suddenly pushed open. A man in a suit and tie came in. In Duan Jiaze's opinion, he was not as good-looking as his uncle.

When Meng Qiming saw a child sitting in the lounge, he thought he had gone to the wrong place, but after confirming the room number, he was sure that this was Shen Zhiyi's lounge on the set.

He hesitated, "Is this Zhiyi's lounge?"

His big eyes blinked repeatedly, but Duan Jiaze couldn't understand what he was saying.

Pei Yu was about to hang up the phone, but when he heard Meng Qiming's voice, he paused and narrowed his eyes.

Meng Qiming walked into the room and asked gently, "Little boy, whose child are you?"

Duan Jiaze held up his phone and spoke something in French.

"Uncle, what is this person talking about?"

He doesn't understand.

Pei Yu's expression remained unchanged, "They said you were a little fat boy."

Duan Jiaze hated being called fat. When he heard this, his eyes widened. He took two steps back and looked around, trying to find someone to complain to. Unfortunately, he was the only one in the room with this annoying person. He had no choice but to ask his uncle on the other end of the phone for help. "He's so annoying. Uncle, help me get rid of him!"

Meng Qiming didn't speak French and didn't understand why the child's expression suddenly changed. When he saw him holding a cell phone, he wanted to go up to see what was going on, but as soon as he approached, the child hid in the corner.

He tried to ask in English, "Do you know Shen Zhiyi?"

The child’s English was better than his Chinese, so he understood what was said, but because he hated the person, he didn’t want to answer.

Pei Yu got in the car, listened to Meng Qiming's voice, and said slowly, "Duan Jiaze, call mom."

In front of Pei Yu, Duan Jiaze was always very obedient. Because he was young, he was easy to deceive. He would do whatever she told him to do. When Pei Yu said that, he didn't hesitate at all and shouted, "Mom!"

The voice was loud and clear, and it was hard not to understand. Meng Qiming was stunned, and his eyes gradually became full of disbelief.

Is this child calling Shen Zhiyi mom?

Pei Yu gave his final instruction, "Before this person leaves, you must call her your aunt."

Duan Jiaze didn't understand, but Duan Jiaze was obedient.

So when Shen Zhiyi came back to rest after filming a few scenes, as soon as she opened the door, the child hugged her legs and kept calling "Mom, Mom".

She felt amused and helpless. The child had clearly corrected his behavior yesterday, so why did he start to mistake his mother again?

Duan Jiaze was like his uncle in holding grudges. He complained in a petty manner and pointed at Meng Qiming behind him, "He, a bad guy!"

Shen Zhiyi looked over in surprise, "What happened?"

Meng Qiming was a little embarrassed, "Maybe I scared him."

He hesitated, "Doesn't this kid know Chinese?"

"Yeah," Shen Zhiyi nodded, "He grew up in France, his Chinese is not very good, he can only understand a little bit."

Growing up in France... around the age of four... Meng Qiming was afraid of offending others, so he asked very tactfully, "Didn't you raise him yourself?"

If this is Shen Zhiyi's child, then his father is...

　By the way, I got the seniority of my uncle and aunt wrong, but I have corrected it now. When I was writing it before, I thought about not making a mistake, but I still made a mistake. It’s really weird.

　　(Can’t Qyue see my leave application? I thought it was visible on all platforms. If I ask for leave again in the future, I will remember to post it on other platforms~)

　　
　
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