Extra 15: Master Gu’s Diary of Childcare
In the evening, the family of three sat at the dining table for a warm meal—if you ignored the faint scent of old vinegar drifting through the air.
Gu Fei ate his meal while staring at the father and son beside him, who were enjoying themselves.
“You have rice on your face, An An.” An Qingyan pulled out a tissue to wipe the grain of rice from Gu Yu’an’s mouth, then put some vegetables into his child-sized plate, coaxing gently: “Come on, An An needs to eat more vegetables, not just meat.”
The little guy stared dolefully at the shredded carrots on his plate and said in a milky voice with non-standard Mandarin: “Papa, I don’t want to eat carrots, not yummy.”
An Qingyan was amused by him. “What did Papa tell you? No picky eating.”
“But… really not yummy.”
Just then, Gu Fei, who had been silent, looked at his cute little son expressionlessly and said in a flat voice: “No picky eating.”
Hearing this, Gu Yu’an looked at him timidly and immediately gobbled up all the carrots. The expression on his small face looked like he was about to cry. Daddy is really scary; Papa is better.
Seeing this scene, An Qingyan felt both helpless and amused. Master Gu was truly specialized in handling children. He whispered to the man, “Fei ge, don’t be so fierce with An An. You’re scaring him to tears.”
Gu Fei: “?”
Master Gu really felt wronged. His usual expression and tone were like this; he truly didn’t mean to be fierce to the little guy.
It was just that Master Gu’s handsome face with deep features looked very serious when expressionless, and his tone when speaking was cold and calm, radiating an aura of someone not to be trifled with from the inside out.
No child was unafraid of him.
“Here, Daddy can’t be a picky eater either. Eat more carrots.” An Qingyan smiled and put two large chopstick-fulls of shredded carrots into Gu Fei’s bowl. Master Gu didn’t like carrots either.
Considering how much he was tossed around until the wee hours last night, he had to take a little revenge. Thinking this, he added two more chopstick-fulls of carrots, piling them into a small carrot mountain on the rice bowl.
An Qingyan: “Come on, An An, say it with me: Daddy can’t be a picky eater either!”
Gu Yu’an: “Daddy can’t be a picky eater either!”
Gu Fei: “…”
Days passed, and Gu Yu’an became increasingly cheerful. his relationship with his Papa, Grandma, Grandpa, Grandma, eldest uncle, second uncle, and even Butler Shen became closer and closer.
Except for his Daddy, Gu Fei.
One reason was that Master Gu often got jealous over nothing. The second was that Master Gu’s personality really wasn’t suited for getting along with children. Usually, when facing Gu Yu’an, he was expressionless and reticent.
So, now the little guy would hide when he saw him. When the two were alone in a room, there was basically no communication between father and son. Gu Fei worked, while little Gu Yu’an stayed alone in a corner playing with toys or reading children’s books to entertain himself.
Master Gu felt a bit troubled. He also wanted to have a good relationship with his little son, but the little guy hid as soon as he saw him, as if he had seen some fierce beast.
Little Gu Yu’an was also a bit troubled recently. He knew Daddy wasn’t a bad person. Daddy was tall and good-looking, just too fierce, woo woo. He never smiled at him, spoke fiercely, and forced him to eat vegetables he didn’t like.
He was really afraid of Daddy.
Daddy was very good to Papa, often smiling at Papa, rubbing Papa’s head. He even accidentally saw Daddy kissing Papa on the mouth and picking Papa up.
An Qingyan felt this couldn’t continue. He had to improve the relationship between Fei ge and An An, so he decided to let Gu Fei take care of An An alone for a day to test the effect.
“An An, Daddy likes you very much too, he just hides his liking in his heart. So An An, don’t be afraid of Daddy, get along well with Daddy, okay?”
“Mm, An An will do his best!”
After coaxing the little one, An Qingyan went to coax the big one. “Fei ge, you can’t keep a straight face with An An all day. Smile at him more, talk to him more. An An is so cute; children are easy to coax. Go for it! I believe you can do it!”
Gu Fei: “…I’ll try my best.”
Master Gu reluctantly accepted the arduous task of taking care of the child.
Thus, on a sunny morning, after breakfast, Gu Fei took Gu Yu’an into the car to go to the company.
The employees in the company were all stunned. From executives to cleaning ladies, everyone was dumbfounded because their CEO’s entrance today was very unusual.
The incredibly handsome, mature, and domineering big boss with a towering aura, dressed in a haute couture suit, wore a cold and emotionless face while holding an exquisitely cute child in his arms and carrying a Pikachu cartoon backpack on his shoulder—the backpack even had two little ears.
This, this, this… this scene had such a huge contrast moe (gap moe). Where did this cute child come from? When did Master Gu have such a big son? Could YanYan actually give birth?!
“Oh my god, sisters, Mpreg became reality?!”
“I have to say, your news is too outdated. Master Gu and YanYan adopted a child from the orphanage last month. It’s probably this little kid!”
“The kid is so kawaii, I really want to pinch his little cheeks!”
“Hahahaha, I’m dying of laughter. The image of Master Gu holding a child with a cold face while carrying a cartoon backpack is just too funny hahaha!”
“Boss, your persona has collapsed hahaha!”
“It’s hard to imagine what it’s like for Master Gu to take care of a child goose laugh…”
“‘Why is Master Gu like this’, ‘Domineering Master Gu taking care of a child online’.”
Master Gu remained as calm and composed as usual, ignoring the strange expressions and gazes of the passing employees. He carried Gu Yu’an all the way into the CEO’s office and placed him on the sofa.
The little guy sat reservedly, looking around the environment curiously with wide eyes, then staring timidly at his Daddy. His Daddy also looked at him.
For a moment, big eyes stared at small eyes.
The atmosphere was awkwardly silent.
Just then, the secretary knocked and entered.
She was carrying bags large and small, all things Gu Fei had ordered her to buy last night—various toys and a pile of children’s books. Master Gu was really thoughtful.
So, the subsequent scene in the office was familiar: Gu Fei sat at his desk handling work, while little Gu Yu’an sat obediently on the sofa playing with toys and reading books.
Half an hour later, An Qingyan made a video call to ask about the progress of the father and son getting along. Seeing such a scene, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he was speechless. What was the difference from before? It just changed from home to the office.
“Master Gu, you have to take the initiative to talk to An An, play games with him or something. This won’t work!” If this continued, they would become familiar strangers.
“Otherwise, you are not allowed to touch me for two weeks!”
Gu Fei: “…”
Too ruthless.
After hanging up the video call, Master Gu sat in silence for a minute, then got up and walked to Gu Yu’an. The little guy immediately stopped what he was doing and timidly called out “Daddy.”
Gu Fei raised his hand and rubbed his head, the corner of his mouth twitching as he forced a smile, trying to make his cold tone gentle: “An An, are you having fun here?”
The air suddenly fell silent.
After a moment of silence, the little guy burst into tears with a “waa,” crying earth-shatteringly and heartbrokenly. “Not fun, I want to go home, An An misses Papa woo woo woo…”
Gu Fei retreated two steps strategically, frowning in difficulty. After hesitating for a moment, he still pulled the little guy into his arms, grabbed a tissue to wipe the tears from his face, and coaxed:
“Alright, don’t cry…”
“You can go home to find Papa tonight.”
“An An be good, don’t cry.”
It wasn’t just Gu Yu’an who missed Papa; he also missed his wife. Master Gu had a headache.
In the end, a lollipop coaxed him successfully.
Thinking of An Qingyan’s threat, Gu Fei rubbed his forehead helplessly. He could only put down the work in his hand and look at the little guy who was eating a lollipop with red eyes from crying. “Daddy will tell you a story. Do you want to listen?”
Little Gu Yu’an sniffled and nodded.
Gu Fei held him on his lap, found a storybook, and began to read the full text with absolutely no emotion: “One day, Little Rabbit was playing with building blocks. The moon saw it and thought: ‘I want to play with building blocks too.'”
“The moon jumped down and jumped into Little Rabbit’s house…”
Gu Yu’an looked up at him eagerly. “Daddy, isn’t the moon hanging in the sky and can’t move? Why would it jump down?”
Gu Fei: “…I said it can jump, so it can jump. Don’t talk, listen carefully.”
Gu Yu’an: “Okay.”
The story Daddy told wasn’t interesting at all, but he had to pretend it was very interesting, otherwise Daddy would be sad. Little Gu Yu’an thought thoughtfully.
After the story, the father and son played with building blocks and watched cartoons for half an hour. Gu Fei thought the progress bar for today was full. Taking care of a child took too much energy; he needed to continue working to relax.
So, Master Gu sat back at his desk to work, and Gu Yu’an played alone. Half an hour later, with another loud “waa,” the little guy started crying again.
No sense of security in a strange place.
Gu Fei went to coax him again, but this time the lollipop didn’t work.
Half an hour later, Gu Yu’an was munching happily on a burger. On the coffee table were cola, chicken nuggets, fries, and egg tarts. The little guy’s eyes and nose were red from crying, but now he grinned at Gu Fei. “Daddy, you eat too!”
Master Gu rubbed his forehead helplessly. “Don’t tell your Papa about this, understand?”
Gu Yu’an: “Mm-hmm!”
This little guy insisted on eating this junk food, crying his eyes out. He had no choice.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
Gu Fei: “Enter.”
He thought it was an employee, but the person who came in was actually An Qingyan. The big and small figures sitting in front of the coffee table were stunned. Master Gu’s heart skipped a beat, thinking something bad was going to happen.
“YanYan…”
“Papa…”
Seeing this scene, the corner of An Qingyan’s mouth twitched. “Gu Fei, why are you feeding An An KFC?”
Gu Fei: “…It’s okay to eat it occasionally.”
Gu Yu’an: “Papa, so yummy!”
An Qingyan: “…”
It seemed the relationship between this father and son had indeed improved.
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