"Eat the congee."
The white congee was placed on the mobile dining table in front of him, and Xingxing reluctantly turned his face away.
He always kept in mind that he had to maintain a distance from Di Mingjue, so Xingxing would not touch anything of his.
Ye Ziyu watched his extremely bad attitude towards Di Mingjue and felt anxious.
Once the test results came out, their father-son relationship would be exposed. What if Xingxing, because he disliked Di Mingjue, refused to become their fourth child?
No, such a thing must not happen.
Thinking of this, Ye Ziyu called Di Mingjue over.
Di Mingjue bent over, matching Ye Ziyu's height, placed his hands on his knees, and half-crouched by the bed.
"Behave yourself, don't scare him," Ye Ziyu whispered in his ear.
Xingxing was already rejecting him, and if he made him reject him even more, their relationship would truly be difficult to mend.
Di Mingjue glanced back at Xingxing, who was still being proud, and let out a helpless sigh. Ye Ziyu had already treated Xingxing as her fourth child before the test results were out. If the results were not as expected, would she be disappointed to the point of falling ill?
But would she listen if he poured cold water on her now?
After thinking for a moment, Di Mingjue could only agree against his will.
"Go coax him to finish the congee," Ye Ziyu immediately gave him the task.
Returning to Xingxing's bedside, Di Mingjue opened the box and stirred the spoon on it. "I'll feed you."
His tone was cold, with a hint of resistance.
As expected, Ye Ziyu cast a warning glance at him.
Helpless, he had to move a stool and sit by Xingxing's bed. Seeing Ye Ziyu's worried gaze, Di Mingjue said to Xingxing, "If you don't eat, she'll worry. You don't want her to always worry about our relationship."
Di Mingjue said these words to Xingxing where Ye Ziyu couldn't see.
He noticed that Xingxing really liked Ye Ziyu, so much so that if he wasn't around, Xingxing would show all his smiles only to Ye Ziyu. But the moment he appeared, Xingxing even became a little indifferent to Ye Ziyu.
This advice worked.
Xingxing noticed Ye Ziyu's gaze was constantly on them. He took the initiative to reach out and take the spoon from Di Mingjue's hand.
"Good boy, finish this bowl of congee, and you'll get better faster," Di Mingjue said, satisfied, and reached out to stroke Xingxing's head when he saw him cooperating.
His body resisted, but Di Mingjue had anticipated Xingxing's rejection. He deliberately used both hands to pet him, leaving him no chance to dodge.
The plan succeeded, and Di Mingjue felt surprisingly happy watching Xingxing's frustrated look.
"Mingjue!" Ye Ziyu chided, "Don't tease Xingxing!"
He was a father, yet he acted like a child.
Xingxing chewed the congee forcefully, very displeased with Di Mingjue's behavior.
Outside the door, Ye Shaoting watched this scene.
They looked like a family of three, and their interaction made people yearn to see it.
They had already taken the child away from them, but fate insisted on making life dramatic.
Ye Shaoting left the ward and took the elevator to the laboratory on the upper floor.
Half an hour later, Ye Chenhan brought the children to the hospital. He happened to run into Ye Shaoting.
"Brother, are you here to see Xingxing too?" Ye Chenhan asked.
When he woke up that morning, the children were all clamoring for Ye Ziyu. He only found out they were in the hospital last night after checking his phone because they had felt unwell. So he became the stressed driver again, taking the children to the hospital to see them.
"Xingxing?" Ye Shaoting asked blankly, "Xingxing should be at home, why would he be in the hospital?"