Chapter 35 - Qi Ge

Ji Naitang and Cen Muqi stayed in the orphanage for a whole afternoon. It was already evening when they left. Ji Naitang had taken a taxi here, so he left in Cen Muqi’s car.

“Teacher Ji, what do you want for dinner?” Cen Muqi asked while driving.

Ji Naitang couldn’t help but turn to look at him. He had the feeling that they seemed like they were dating now.

Cen Muqi was a very warm person. He knew this early on. He just didn’t expect that as a “mistress,” he would still be treated so warmly by Cen Muqi.

“I’m not picky. We’ll eat whatever you want to eat, CEO Cen.”

“I want to eat you.” Cen Muqi slowly stopped the car because it was a red light. Ji Naitang smiled. “Then eat if you want to eat.”

Cen Muqi chuckled and wanted to say something but he was interrupted by his phone ringing. He picked it up and took a look before he threw it aside. “This is good. We don’t have to worry about what to eat anymore.”

Ji Naitang asked, “Is there something urgent?”

“Cen Xi sent me a WeChat message. My mom came back early. She’s at the main house. I’m going over there.”

“Oh, it’s like that.” Ji Naitang was somewhat disappointed. “I’ll get off here then. I’ll just take a taxi back.”

“It’s fine. You didn’t eat dinner yet, right? We’ll eat together.”

Ji Naitang was surprised. “You want to take me to the Cen house? That’s not good, right?”

“What’s not good about it?” Cen Muqi continued driving when the light changed to green.

Ji Naitang was still shocked. Even in his dreams, he had never thought that Cen Muqi would take him to see his mother. And this day came so quickly.

He didn’t know what he was feeling. Was Cen Muqi like this only to him or was he like this to everyone around him? Although he was happy, he couldn’t help but be jealous. He was jealous of the people who had been by Cen Muqi’s side before.

Cen Muqi didn’t hear Ji Naitang say anything for a long time and thought that he was too nervous. He comforted, “My mom is very easy to get along with. You don’t have to worry too much. She rarely interferes in my matters.”

“En.” Ji Naitang casually said, “I was just curious why Cen Xi is your cousin, but his last name is Cen? I heard that his dad’s last name is Qian.”

“The Qian family and the Feng family don’t get along. Back then, my aunt rather fell out with her family, but she still wanted to be with Qian Wen. But Qian Wen didn’t marry her and married someone else instead. My aunt was pregnant at that time already. She didn’t want to get an abortion, so she gave birth to the baby.

“But the Feng family didn’t care about her. And the woman whom Qian Wen married wouldn’t let her and her baby off. My mom wanted to protect her and begged my grandfather to allow my aunt’s baby to be surnamed Cen.

“If the baby’s name is surnamed Cen, it counted as him being protected by the Cen family. So that woman in the Qian family wouldn’t dare to do anything.”

“So that’s how it is.”

Cen Muqi saw Ji Naitang yawn and said, “Sleep if you’re tired. I’ll wake you up when we’re there.”

Ji Naitang leaned back against the seat and looked out the window. He suddenly wanted to ask an experienced person whether this was how a backer and mistress’ relationship was.

But who could he ask? Yao Yuanjing? Yao Yuanjing changed partners every few days. He probably couldn’t even remember his past lovers’ names. What about Zhuo Xiaozhuo then?

Other than climbing onto Yao Yuanjing’s bed, it was unknown whether Zhuo Xiaozhuo had ever been kept as a mistress. Ji Naitang secretly pondered these things and actually fell asleep.

He had woken up a little early today and he had played with the children for too long at the orphanage. So, he was indeed a little tired. When Cen Muqi woke him up, he discovered that he had actually slept for half an hour.

After getting out of the car, Ji Naitang looked up at the big villa in front of him. This was where Cen Muqi grew up. He couldn’t help but be excited.

“Go in,” Cen Muqi said to him.

Ji Naitang returned to his senses and quickly followed him. Near the door, a bright red figure pounced over.

“Why are you so late, Qi ge?”

It was a beautiful woman. She was wearing a red dress, which was sexy with a hint of playfulness. She grabbed Cen Muqi’s arm and complained coquettishly. She seemed to be very familiar with Cen Muqi.

Ji Naitang’s eyes paused on her hands before moving away. His earlier excitement had gradually calmed down now. The beautiful woman also noticed him. She asked Cen Muqi, “Who is he?”