Cheng Ye looked at the duo in a daze. In the end, his eyes landed on Xiaoqi as he stuttered, “Whose son?”

Before Ji Fanchen could explain, Xiaoqi raised his hand on his own and stood up. His weak little appearance was extremely adorable as he said in a young and childish voice, “Brother Xiao Ye, my mommy is Ling Sheng!”

Cheng Ye's face was covered with question marks. “Sister Sheng Sheng's son?”

Ji Fanchen nodded. He was neither married nor had a girlfriend. How could such a big son pop out of nowhere after half a month?

When Cheng Ye found out that Xiaoqi was Ling Sheng's son, all the unhappiness in his heart disappeared instantly. While playing with him, Cheng Ye corrected him earnestly. “Xiaoqi, it's not Brother Xiao Ye. It's Uncle Xiao Ye.”

Ji Fanchen watched from the side but he did not get a chance to explain. However, if he continued not to say anything, he was afraid that Cheng Ye would partic.i.p.ate in the compet.i.tion with hidden worries, which would affect his performance. “Xiao Ye, there was a webcam in that doll. That's why I threw it away.”

Cheng Ye let out a snort and started playing with Xiaoqi without looking at him. “Xiaoqi, where's your mommy? Where are the other uncles and aunties?”

Humph! Why had he not told him that there was a hidden camera earlier?

Xiaoqi said, “Mommy and Auntie Yu went to buy milk tea. Uncle Jiang Yi and the others went to buy chocolate chips.”

“You were competing during those few days. I was afraid that it would affect your mood if you found out, so I didn't tell you,” Ji Fanchen sighed and added, “In the future, get your agent to properly check the gifts sent by the fans before placing them at home again. Do you understand?”

Cheng Ye pretended not to hear him and carried Xiaoqi to the sofa. That was when he realized that the child was wearing orange clothes. He smiled and asked, “Does Xiaoqi like Brother Luo?”

Xiaoqi recalled his mother's words and did not know if he should shake his head or nod. He said crisply, “Xiaoqi likes Brother Xiao Ye the most. I also like Brother Luo.”

Cheng Ye patted his head and corrected him earnestly. “I told you it's Uncle Xiao Ye. Why did you call me by the wrong name again? Can Uncle Xiao Ye take you to see Brother Luo?”

Xiaoqi's big eyes sparkled with antic.i.p.ation. He had long wanted to see Brother Luo in person. In a soft voice, he asked, “Can I?”

Cheng Ye had already picked him up. Xiaoqi wanted to walk by himself, so he tugged at his hand excitedly while they went to find Si Chengluo.

Upon seeing the duo leave, Ji Fanchen let out another low sigh and followed them.

No matter where Si Chengluo was, he would wear his earphones, looking as though the world had nothing to do with him. He was immersed in his own world.

“Brother Luo!” Cheng Ye shouted. He did not answer, but Cheng Ye knew that he had heard him. He dragged Xiaoqi over to him and introduced him. “This is your little fan, Xiaoqi. He's here to see you and cheer you on!”

Xiaoqi was a little excited. His small hands were clasped together nervously as he looked at the handsome young man in front of him. With a silly and slightly shy smile, he hugged onto Cheng Ye's thigh, wanting to hide himself.

Si Chengluo looked at the little fella in front of him. Somehow, he felt that his face looked a bit familiar, and it gave him a feeling of closeness too. His lips curled up unconsciously as he greeted him. “Hi, Xiaoqi.”

Only then did Xiaoqi stand up straight and look at him seriously and excitedly. “Hi, Brother Luo. I'm your fan. Brother Luo, good luck!”