I'm busking on the streets with my kid, and my domineering CEO is helping me break into the mus

Fu Qingyang's eyes were cold, and his expression suddenly lost its aloofness.

Yang Xue chuckled, forcing a smile as she said:

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore."

"I don't want to be your sister. What if you make an unreasonable request to sleep in the same bed? I can't handle it."

Faced with the woman's provocation, Fu Qingyang was even more bewildered.

But deep down, I felt that being sisters was pretty good too.

...

It was already night when I got back to the neighborhood.

Yang Zhiyao has to get up early for school tomorrow, so Yang Xue's live stream tonight was unsurprisingly canceled.

Xiaolong Media is now able to operate its Times Square location stably.

Other streamers gradually gained popularity, so Yang Xue no longer needed to worry about them too much.

Among them, Daiyu, who sells ribbonfish, has now become a signature character of Xiaolong Media.

Yang Xue originally intended to punish the girl, but the girl's contrasting image and the content of her actions unexpectedly pleased her.

The sale of fresh fish attracted a large number of men who enjoy watching suggestive content.

He made suggestive remarks using the word "seafood" during the live stream.

Fortunately, this woman is outgoing enough and a seasoned pro, so she takes a down-to-earth approach.

As a result, her earnings tripled compared to when she worked for Zhou Yuhan.

As a result, Daiyu reformed and even became a big fan of Yang Xue.

...

Fu Qingyang took Yang Xue to an old residential area.

Seeing that there were only a few streetlights in the building area and most places were pitch black, I couldn't help but feel a little worried.

"With your current financial situation, you can live in a better place."

"Why not move to a different house?"

"It's so unsafe here."

Yang Xue looked at the sleeping Yang Zhiyao and said with a smile:

"Zhizhi likes it here, and so do I."

"I've been a wild child since I was little. As long as I have enough basic necessities like food, clothing, shelter, and transportation, I don't need to pursue anything too fancy."

"And it's actually very safe here. You can hear the slightest noise from outside, and the neighbors are all very kind."

After hearing this, Fu Qingyang nodded in relief.

"By the way, can you do me a favor?"

Fu Qingyang tilted his head in confusion.

Yang Xue pointed somewhat embarrassedly to her sleeping daughter and said:

"Zhizhi has become much heavier than before, and now I can hardly carry her anymore."

"Please do me the honor of obeying and help me carry my daughter upstairs."

Yang Xue dotes on her daughter so much that she can't bear to wake her precious child, even if it would be troublesome to pay the bill.

"can."

Fu Qingyang answered simply without hesitation.

Although Xiao Fu usually keeps quiet when he's with Zhi Zhi, you can tell from various details that Xiao Fu really loves this girl.

Otherwise, when giving gifts to children, it would be impossible to personally take charge and contact toy suppliers.

After closing the car door, Fu Qingyang carefully carried Zhizhi forward.

It has to be said that, as a woman, having a man by your side to take care of you is indeed much more convenient.

Yang Xue led Fu Qingyang into the stairwell, and as soon as there was a commotion, the door on the first floor opened.

Accompanied by a warm and peaceful light, a woman in her sixties peeked out.

That was Aunt Wu, Yang Xue's landlady.

Using the dim light in the hallway, Aunt Wu pointed at Yang Xue, her eyes filled with joy.

"I could hear you from far away."

"Where's the child? Have they had dinner?"

As Aunt Wu was asking her questions with concern, she suddenly noticed the man behind Yang Xue and became alert.

"Who is this..."

Yang Xue covered her mouth and whispered:

"This is Aunt Xu's son; you should have met him before."

"Zhizhi is asleep, in his arms."

"Oh! Oh!"

Aunt Wu nodded quickly, her voice becoming much softer.

Then she looked Fu Qingyang up and down with a maternal smile, her eyes like those of a mother-in-law looking at her son-in-law.

Fu Qingyang also said very politely:

Hello, Aunt Wu.

Aunt Wu said softly:

"Xue, please wait here for the old lady for a moment."

"I've pickled a lot of sweet garlic and pickled radishes, and some local specialties that my old friends from the countryside brought me. Let me get you some of them."

"it is good."

Yang Xue smiled and nodded obediently.

Then, Aunt Wu walked into the kitchen with a clatter.

She turned to look at Fu Qingyang, using her eyes to tell him why she liked this place.

As Fu Qingyang looked around the vibrant hallway, a sense of peace and longing welled up within him.

He seemed to understand...

Soon after, Aunt Wu brought out several bags and whispered:

"Eat slowly at home, and ask the auntie for more if you're still hungry."

Yang Xue grinned and said:

"Auntie, you are so kind to me and Zhizhi."

"Won't my older brother and sister-in-law be jealous?"

Aunt Wu pouted and complained in a cute way:

"Let them eat their fill. We'll talk about it when they give me a grandson or granddaughter."

"I won't bother you two any longer. Bring your kids to visit me more often when you have time."

Aunt Wu's words served as a reminder to Yang Xue.

"By the way, ma'am, I might have to go on a long trip in a couple of days to do a TV show."

"Do you think Zhizhi could stay with you for a few days?"

Upon hearing this, Aunt Wu's eyes lit up.

"No problem at all!"

"Ten days, half a month, or even half a year is fine."

"You can rest assured to leave your child with Auntie; you don't need to worry about picking them up or dropping them off."

Looking at the adorable old woman in front of her, who seemed even more like a child, Yang Xue felt a surge of warmth in her heart.

"Okay, I'll give you Zhizhi's living expenses and your labor fee together then."

After hearing this, Aunt Wu's face suddenly turned pale:

"You don't need to pay anything other than the rent. If you dare to take any extra money, I won't speak to you again!"

"Go to sleep, don't make me angry!"

Aunt Wu's tone was firm, like a child's.

She then handed the plastic bag of food to Yang Xue, and then closed the door quietly with an unhappy expression.

If she hadn't known that Yang Xue had come out of financial straits, she wouldn't have even bothered to collect the rent.

After all, she really liked the mother and daughter, and they were too lonely, so she was afraid they would move away.

Yang Xue was both amused and exasperated, and the two of them could only go upstairs.

Just as Yang Xue was taking out her keys, Fu Qingyang turned to look at the apartment across from Yang Xue and asked softly:

Who lives across the hall from you?

Yang Xue recalled for a moment and said:

"It seems like they're also a tenant. I remember the landlord of this place is also a resident of this building..."

She subconsciously felt that Fu Qingyang was worried about her situation again, so she added:

"Don't worry, everyone here is a good person."

Fu Qingyang nodded indifferently and asked no further questions.

Only after gently placing Yang Zhiyao on the bed did he have time to examine Yang Xue's residence.

The room was very clean and simply furnished.

For President Fu, the entire room combined was smaller than his bedroom.

But it gives people a strange sense of peace.

At this moment, Yang Xue had removed her headdress, changed into casual clothes, and poured Fu Qingyang a glass of water.

"My home is a bit simple, please don't mind."

"But speaking of which, you are the first man to enter my home, you should feel honored."

Fu Qingyang listened to Yang Xue's witty remarks and silently accepted the water glass.

Although both are I personalities, compared side-by-side, Yang Xue is practically off the charts in terms of E personality.

Seeing that Slowpoke didn't respond, Yang Xue could only revert to her aloof demeanor and started fixing her hair with a large wooden comb.

Fu Qingyang sat down on the sofa, took a sip of water, and asked:

When do you plan to go and talk to Mr. Liao?

Yang Xue combed her hair in front of the dressing mirror.

"Tomorrow, once the destination is confirmed, we will take action before the Mid-Autumn Festival."

Hearing this, Fu Qingyang was somewhat surprised.

"So fast...?"

"Will you be able to make it back for the Mid-Autumn Festival?"

Yang Xue stopped combing her hair, sighed, and said:

"I won't be coming back for the Mid-Autumn Festival."

"I can't miss this opportunity."

"So, Zhizhi will have to rely on the landlord..."

"She will be very lonely without her mother."

Fu Qingyang looked at the sleeping Zhizhi, his expression still aloof, but he was clearly a little heartbroken.