Overnight Hit: Vicious Stepmother and Genius Son-Chapter 50 - Showing Submission

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Chapter 50: Chapter 50 Showing Submission?

Chapter 50 -50 Showing Submission?

The next day, Ye Zhenzhen took Song Yuchen and slept in at the hotel until they naturally woke up. It was the sixth day of filming, and there were no cameras or follow-up crews in the hotel room, so both she and Song Yuchen felt very relaxed.

Ye Zhenzhen wore a windbreaker that day and put a small jacket on Song Yuchen, considering that it might still be cold at the mountaintop this season. Before she left, she stuffed two thicker clothes into her backpack.

Song Yuchen sat on the sofa, looking a bit sulky. Ye Zhenzhen poured him a glass of water, “Xiao Chen, what’s wrong?”

Song Yuchen frowned, his baby voice revealing his unhappiness, “I kinda miss Daddy.”

From the hotel’s tall French windows, one could see the distant Anshan Ski Resort sign. Song Yuchen remembered his dad saying on his birthday that he would take him skiing.

When Song Yuchen suddenly said he missed his dad, Ye Zhenzhen felt she might not be of much help since she and the little guy’s dad “weren’t exactly close.”

Song Yuchen looked up and asked Ye Zhenzhen, “Why aren’t you saying anything?”

“Uh… I don’t know what to say, or what you want me to do? Hug you?” As she spoke, Ye Zhenzhen had already opened her arms and gestured towards Xiao Chen.

Song Yuchen shook his head, “Don’t hug!”

His fair little chubby hand picked up the cup and took a small sip of water, “Can you help me figure out a way to call Daddy?”

Call him? Song Jinze?

Ye Zhenzhen’s outstretched arms instantly fell, her hands spread out, “But I don’t have a phone.”

Even if she had a phone, she wouldn’t want to use it.

The best she could wish for with this “plastic” husband was that they stayed out of each other’s way. She wouldn’t look for him if she needed something, and even less so if she didn’t need anything.

Song Yuchen became unhappy, “You could borrow that cameraman uncle’s phone, huh? Didn’t you borrow that uncle’s phone last time? I think you just don’t want to help me!”

“I…” Ye Zhenzhen was amused by the little guy’s expression on his face, this babyish voice wasn’t even fully articulate yet, but his words were surprisingly logical and organized.

Song Yuchen continued, “Don’t you miss my dad? You guys haven’t been in touch for several days now, didn’t you always want to call him before?”

“Alright, alright, you don’t have to keep going, I’ll borrow a phone for you to call…”

If this went on, Ye Zhenzhen felt she really didn’t know how to respond. Was she being CPU’d by a five-year-old?

Hotel buffet restaurant.

Ye Zhenzhen took Xiao Chen downstairs, and it was already past 9 o’clock in the morning. The crew had been waiting in the hotel lobby and started filming as soon as they saw Ye Zhenzhen and her son come down.

[Other moms took their kids hiking already. Ye Jianjian actually just came down from her room. So lazy, huh?]

[The crew didn’t have any specific rules. What’s wrong, is resting a bit against the law nowadays?]

[When I’m out and about, I love to sleep until I naturally wake up. Whoever likes to get up early can do so.]

Ye Zhenzhen took Song Yuchen to the hotel’s first-floor buffet restaurant. Their room included breakfast, so she got milk, eggs, and some vegetable salad for both herself and Song Yuchen.

They had just sat down at the table when Song Yuchen started to rush her, “Mom, go borrow the phone from Uncle fast!”

“Can we finish breakfast first?”

“Okay!”

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Song Yuchen ate quickly and then sat beside waiting for Ye Zhenzhen to finish.

Even if Ye Zhenzhen really didn’t want to call Song Jinze, she couldn’t break a promise to a child.

After breakfast, she borrowed a phone from the cameraman brother and gave him a heads-up that the child missed his dad and wanted to make a call.

The cameraman brother nodded and waved his hand in a cooperative manner, indicating that he wouldn’t record the contents of the call.

[I’ve heard that Ye Zhenzhen’s husband is quite old, and Song Yuchen is a treasured late child. It seems very likely to be true now.]

“[It seems like Ye Zhenzhen has to report to the old man at home even for joining a show, why do I feel she’s a bit pitiful?]”

“[If we don’t mention Ye Zhenzhen’s husband, I really envy her, but once her husband is mentioned, I think I’d rather not. Actresses who marry into wealthy families hardly ever have good endings.]”

In a corner of the hotel lobby resting area.

Ye Zhenzhen: “You remember your dad’s phone number, right?”

Song Yuchen nodded, took over the phone, and dialed the 11-digit number with ease.

After a long 30-second ring, the call was answered;

“Who is it?” The man’s voice was deep and magnetic, subtly tinged with impatience.

Song Yuchen’s delicate little face broke into a smile, “Daddy!”

On the other end of the phone, Song Jinze heard Song Yuchen’s voice, and the severity in his eyes softened slightly, “Hmm, how is Xiao Chen doing?”

He glanced at the time on his computer. At this hour, shouldn’t he be recording the show? Why was he calling him?

“Daddy, I’m doing great. I’m with Ye… I’m with mom right now in Anshan, and they have a ski resort here. You said before that you would take me skiing, do you still mean it?”

Song Jinze replied, “I mean it.”

He had almost forgotten that this was Xiao Chen’s birthday wish expressed on his birthday.

“Awesome, Daddy. Anshan Ski Resort opens next month. Will you take me skiing next month? Mommy too, she has to come along.”

Ye Zhenzhen looked passive, what did this have to do with her? When did she say she wanted to go skiing with them?

“Um, okay, we’ll take mommy along.”

When Song Jinze asked this question, Secretary Zhang, who was beside him, pursed her lips slightly, probably realizing that the boss himself didn’t notice how naturally he had spoken.

“Yay!”

“Xiao Chen, Daddy has to work now…”

“Daddy, wait, you should talk to mommy, she misses you a lot and wants to speak with you!”

Ye Zhenzhen: …

Was this kid hell-bent on playing matchmaker for her and Song Jinze?

She didn’t even want to talk to Song Jinze on the phone, when did she ever say she missed him?

“Mommy, you talk to my daddy. Don’t be shy, he won’t scold you. Maybe daddy misses you too!”

As he spoke, Song Yuchen had already thrust the phone into Ye Zhenzhen’s hand.

Song Jinze: …

Since when had Xiao Chen been bought over by Ye Zhenzhen?

Ye Zhenzhen cleared her throat slightly, “The child is just playing around, don’t take it seriously, I won’t either, so rest assured. If you’re busy, I’ll hang up now.”

She blurted out everything in one breath and was about to hang up.

“Ye Zhenzhen!”

Ye Zhenzhen stopped her action to hang up as the male voice on the other end spoke again;

“I’ve thought about it carefully, I was too harsh that morning, it’s best you don’t take it seriously. And if you miss me, you can tell me directly like you used to, there’s no need to always send messages through the child…”

Secretary Zhang: Listening to the boss’s tone, is he apologizing to his wife?

Which morning was that, and what unacceptable thing did the boss say to his wife that he would actually lower his stance to his wife now?