Little Jingshi finally noticed Fu Yinxiu's increasingly dark expression and realized that Ming Yutong and Mo Jingsheng had moved much closer together without him noticing.
Little Jingshi, alarmed, tugged at Mo Jinxi and asked in a whisper, "Jinxi, what's wrong with your uncle?"
Mo Jinxi, nonchalant, replied, "It's okay, my uncle likes Miss Chu Tian."
Mo Jinxi's comment, though casual, was clearly aimed at Ming Yutong, subtly informing her that Mo Jingsheng was interested in Chu Tian and not available for Ming Yutong.
Ming Yutong couldn't help but smile at how perceptive and cheeky the children were.
She also noticed Mo Jinxi's pointed glance at Mo Jingsheng, as if warning him not to be fickle.
Mo Jingsheng, trying to suppress his laughter, gave Ming Yutong a sheepish look before crouching down to chat with the children.
NoticingLittle Jingshi's jealous expression, Mo Jingsheng patted Little Jingshi's soft hair, saying, "Little guy, what are you imagining all the time?"
Little Jingshi pouted, but Mo Jingsheng leaned in, speaking quietly so Ming Yutong couldn't overhear, "Are you trying to matchmake your Tong Tong with your dad?"
The term "your Tong Tong" delighted Little Jingshi, making him grin widely and nod vigorously. "Uncle Mo, you're so smart!" Little Jingshi exclaimed, giving Mo Jingsheng a thumbs up.
"Look, when I stand next to your Tong Tong, doesn't your dad get even more annoyed?" Mo Jingsheng asked with a playful smile.
Little Jingshi, without needing to look, nodded emphatically.
Mo Jingsheng continued with a mischievous grin, "The closer I stand to your Taong Tong, the angrier your dad seems, right?"
Ming Yutong, observing the conversation with curiosity, wondered what they were up to. Mo Jingsheng's smile seemed particularly mischievous.
Little Jingshi, realizing that Fu Yinxiu's face was getting increasingly dark, understood the situation perfectly. "Uncle Mo, leave it to you!"
Mo Jinxi nodded in agreement and then said seriously, "Uncle, you can help, but you mustn't do anything to hurt Miss Chu Tian."
Mo Jingsheng flicked Mo Jinxi's forehead lightly, "Then you'd better start calling her 'Aunt Chu Tian.'"
"No way," Mo Jinxi shook his head. "You haven't won her over yet! Only after you do can we change how we address her."
Besides, calling someone who was younger than him "Aunt" seemed quite old.
Mo Jingsheng smiled wryly, "Is this kid pushing me to work harder?"
With the plans settled, Mo Jingsheng stood up and smiled warmly at Ming Yutong, who was still puzzled by the exchange.
In response, Ming Yutong offered a polite smile, though she found the interaction between Mo Jingsheng and herself odd.
From Fu Yinxiu's perspective, the situation looked like flirtatious glances and mutual attraction.
As the game continued, it was Fu Yinxiu's turn to solve the puzzle on the board.
As Fu Yinxiu walked to the whiteboard, his gaze kept darting towards the back, unable to ignore the closeness between Mo Jingsheng and Ming Yutong.
Mo Jingsheng had leaned in close to Ming Yutong, speaking softly in her ear.
The proximity and Ming Yutong's glowing reaction, her eyes sparkling and face lit up with admiration, were a stark contrast to the way she used to look at Fu Yinxiu with awe and reverence.
This shift in attention stung Fu Yinxiu deeply.
He remembered how Ming Yutong used to look at him with unreserved admiration, making him feel like he was invincible.
Now, that same gaze was directed at someone else, and Fu Yinxiu felt an uncontrollable surge of anger.
As he gripped the marker pen, his hand tightened involuntarily, a sign of his growing agitation.
Ming Yutong, feeling a tickle in her nose, started to sneeze, which made her face slightly uncomfortable.
Mo Jingsheng, noticing Fu Yinxiu's reaction, tried to stifle his smile. He reached out to check Ming Yutong's forehead, his hand resting there with a concerned expression.
Ming Yutong was taken aback by the gesture, instinctively trying to pull away, but Mo Jingsheng's hand remained firmly on her forehead. Ming Yutong felt a bit uneasy.
She wasn't very familiar with Mo Jingsheng and had only met him a few times at gatherings organized by Chu Zhaoyang, including the recent engagement party.
Mo Jingsheng's sudden display of concern surprised her. She didn't believe Mo Jingsheng was interested in her, especially since he had shown interest in Chu Tian. The gesture seemed out of character for someone she perceived as reserved and composed.
As Ming Yutong puzzled over Mo Jingsheng's behavior, a loud "crack" startled everyone.
Ming Yutong turned to see that Fu Yinxiu had broken the marker pen in his hand, clearly out of frustration.
The room fell silent as everyone stared at Fu Yinxiu, who now had a visibly dark expression.
The once smooth surface of the marker was shattered, and the incident left an awkward tension in the air.