After sending this sentence, Xiaofei thought about it again and added: "Mommy, why don't you let your brother get married? I think they are quite suitable."
Ye Feifei actually felt that Zhan Feng Chi was suitable for Xiao Zichen, but as an enlightened mother, she would not do such forced marriage.
Moreover, Xiao Zichen has not seen his own heart clearly, so forcing him so quickly will only lead to rebellion.
"Let this matter take its course. You have a good relationship with reporters and accept interviews normally." Ye Feifei warned.
Xiaofei: "Okay, don't worry, Mommy."
After the mother and daughter chatted, Ye Feifei began to increase the traffic on Weibo, reducing the topic of Xiao Zichen, and at the same time posted some other news to distract the attention.
After it was almost completed, she called Xiao Zichen.
Xiao Zichen was originally chatting with Zhan Fengling and talking about her stupidity.
But halfway through the conversation, Zhan Fengling fell directly into his arms and fell asleep. When he touched the girl's head, it was extremely hot.
Zhan Feng Ling got a fever after being exposed to the rain.
Xiao Zichen has been taking care of her, helping her get medicine and changing her bathrobe that is soaked with her sweat.
"Mommy, what's the matter?" Xiao Zichen answered Ye Weiwei's call while helping Zhan Feng Chie measure his temperature.
Ye Feifei hummed and said in a deep voice: "Mommy has already dealt with the news about you and Zhan Fengling on Weibo. When will you come back and discuss your beastly behavior?"
The tone was joking, not particularly formal, but rather teasing.
Xiao Zichen pinched his eyebrows and said helplessly: "She has a fever, we will go back later."
"Why does she have a fever? You bring someone back first. He Ze will come tonight, just in time to check her pulse." Ye Feifei said.
Xiao Zichen looked at the girl on the bed, who was frowning because of a fever, and nodded, "Okay, we'll go back later."
"Well, I have prepared ginger soup at home. If it rains today, you should drink some." Ye Feifei said that she had recently learned how to make ginger soup and she could give it to her son to try it first.
Xiao Zichen thought that it was the ginger soup cooked by Ye Feifei, and immediately refused: "Mommy, I'd better skip this ginger soup, okay?"
"Do you dislike Mommy?" Ye Feifei was a little hurt, "When I was a child, you liked to eat whatever Mommy did, but now you can't? Are you treating Mommy like this? Xiao Zichen, you have changed your mind!"
Knowing that his mother was an actress and deliberately teased him, Xiao Zichen smiled softly and explained: "Mommy, don't worry, I'm not that kind of person. I'm in good health and don't need to drink ginger soup."
"Mommy says you should drink, so just drink! Humph, come back quickly!"
After saying that, Ye Feifei hung up the phone.
Xiao Zichen looked at the black screen of his mobile phone, feeling a little helpless, but at the same time he was happy.
Although his mother is the queen of dark cuisine, she is very kind to him and is the best woman in the world. He will always love her.
"It hurts, wood, it hurts!" Zhan Fengling, who was lying on the bed, suddenly shouted in a low voice.
Xiao Zichen vaguely heard the word "wood", narrowed his eyes, lowered his head nervously, and asked in a deep voice: "Zhan Feng Ling, what did you shout just now?"
Zhan Fengling bit his lip and stopped talking.
She is a girl with a fever. She is still too weak and her speech is unclear.
Xiao Zichen couldn't hear those two words, his eyebrows knitted together, and he quickly smiled at himself: "Xiao Zichen, what are you thinking, do you want her to be a substitute?"