The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

All was quiet after nightfall.

The program had done its best, but with the tiny budget and the fact that they were in a village in the mountains, the place they were staying at for the night was rather shabby.

An Xiaxia tossed and turned in bed until Sheng Yize pulled her into his arms. “Are you going to sleep at all?”

“I can’t…” An Xiaxia sighed. “I miss the internet and TV… I want to order takeout…”

“You and your internet addiction,” Sheng Yize commented, then pinched her waist lightly. “How about… we do something else?”

That put An Xiaxia on alert. Wrapping her blanket tightly around herself, she stammered, “No, no. That won’t be necessary…”

“Go to sleep, then. We’re going back tomorrow.”

“What?” An Xiaxia was baffled. “They’re only going to film for one day?”

The corner of Sheng Yize’s mouth twitched. “They don’t have a choice. They don’t have any money.”

He had never met a poorer crew.

However, variety shows nowadays were so competitive. With no popular celebrities as guests, little sponsorship, and even less publicity, the show would probably be canceled in no time.

An Xiaxia sounded disappointed. “I thought… we would be here for at least a couple of days.”

“You like this place? Tsk, tsk. Xiaxia, how about I sign you up for one of those charity programs so that you can experience true country life?” Sheng Yize said teasingly.

“No. No, thanks…” An Xiaxia wriggled in his arms. “I like it here because you’re here with me.”

Her sweet, soft, and gentle voice was like a feather landing on his chest.

Sheng Yize swallowed. “Are you hitting on me?”

Had it not been for the lousy environment, he would have taken her right there and then.

“Hm… I’m telling the truth!” An Xiaxia cosied up to him. “You don’t like it? I won’t say it again, then…”

Sheng Yize was indeed in a great mood. “No, go on.”

Of course he loved to hear such words from his beloved wife.

Seeing that he was pleased, An Xiaxia blinked, then said gingerly, “I need to talk to you about something…”

“Yes?” he said in a lazy, satisfied voice.

“A voice actor I like a lot is coming to Comicon in Yu City this weekend.” An Xiaxia blinked. “I want to go meet him…”

Sheng Yize narrowed his eyes and asked, “A voice actor, as in a guy?”

“Yes…”

“Nope.”

“He’s not as good-looking as you!”

“Still no.”

An Xiaxia was upset. She should have said that it was a woman!

Such a petty man!

Before she knew it, she had said it out loud, which Sheng Yize heard very clearly.

“Me? Petty?” Sheng Yize snorted.

An Xiaxia pursed her lips. “Fine, I won’t go.” She could always sneak out, anyway.

Sheng Yize saw through her right away, but didn’t say anything. He only wrapped his arms around her and fell asleep.

–

The next day.

The program took them back to Yu City.

Sheng Yize and An Xiaxia went back to the old Sheng family home.

Cola, Pepsi, and little Hope surrounded Qi Yanxi, who had come to visit, and were doodling on his face with colored pens. Despite all his loud protests, Qi Yanxi didn’t move, but let the kids have their way with him.

He smiled cockily when Sheng Yize and An Xiaxia arrived. “Why, I thought you’d never come back.”

Sheng Yize frowned a little at the sight of him. “What are you doing here? Shouldn’t you be in the hospital?”

An Xiaxia was at a loss. “Hospital? What’s wrong with Flower Qi?”