Anjing went to military training in the morning: "His list of followers is all people from the Eight Great Families, except for Fei Xiaomo." 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Yu Yan lied: "Oh my, what’s going on here? Am I the only one smelling gossip?"

Raccoon Honey: "Actually, it’s easy to understand. After all, Fei Xiaomo is the first-place contestant and her score in the 8.0 stage is only 0.5 points lower than the tenth place of Changping Academy. She should be considered a talent to Zhao Gushen, he surely would pay attention."

Shallow Memory 1128: "But, I didn’t see him following other chefs, like the chef from Qi Wei."

Time Like a City: "Of course not, those are already his fish in the basket, why follow them? He’s obviously going to follow the ones not in his basket yet."

Autumn Obsession: "Turns out Zhao Gushen is a big jerk."

Ye Fei couldn’t help but laugh while reading the fans’ comments.

Talking and talking, it almost sounds like Zhao Gushen’s been painted as a jerk.

But the comments from fans did remind her.

Ye Fei quickly went to look at Zhao Gushen’s list of followers.

He really did follow her.

Not following back would be awkward.

So, Ye Fei quickly followed Zhao Gushen back.

Xiao Mo only stays up until 9 on the weekends.

On regular days, he sleeps between eight and eight thirty since he has to get up early.

Today he stayed up waiting for Ye Fei’s results, and now it’s already 9 o’clock.

Now that Ye Fei’s results are out, Xiao Mo sprawled on the sofa, speaking in an old-soul manner: "Xiao Fei, you’re in, now I can rest easy."

Ye Fei suppressed a laugh and said, "Since you’re at ease, you can hurry off to sleep, right? You still have to get up early tomorrow."

Xiao Mo indeed couldn’t hold on anymore, let out a big yawn, his little chubby white hands covering his mouth but failing to cover it completely.

He then tugged Ye Fei’s hand, drowsily staggering all the way to the bedroom.

Once lying down, Xiao Mo’s chubby little hands loosely grasped the quilt, face in a drowsy daze, asking: "Xiao Fei, when will you compete again?"

"Next Friday, taking a break for a week, and then we’ll have the knockout round next Friday," Ye Fei said.

Xiao Mo’s eyes gleamed instantly: "Then can I go watch?"

Ye Fei thought for a moment and said, "You can go watch, just take a day off on Friday. But you sitting alone in the stands, I’m not at ease."

"Your godmother Xiao Yun has to work, she can’t take a day off, can she?" Ye Fei shook her head, "No one to accompany you, it’s not possible."

"I can manage on my own!" Xiao Mo immediately said, "I’ll just sit nicely in the stands."

"No way, your current credibility is zero," Ye Fei said sternly, "Earlier sneaking out of kindergarten without telling me, and hiding the fact you fought, I’ll let those slide. When I went to Changping Group to deliver food, you promised not to run around, but soon after, you were nowhere to be seen."

When they found him again, the little guy had already clung onto Zhao Gushen’s leg himself.

The little guy knows how to cling well, for finding a dad, he can indeed find the right one without fail.

"How can you convince me you won’t run around?" Ye Fei said.

The little guy pouted: "Then... then I’ll think of another way myself."

Ye Fei suddenly felt a bit of a headache.

If he’s not allowed to go, then what if the little guy sneaks out of kindergarten again?

It’s something he’s quite capable of doing.

Ye Fei, for the first time, felt that a child being too clever and smart can be a rather troubling thing.