Shoutout to nyanmaru for the commission!
Ye Yunqing updated his Weibo with a carefully worded post.
@YeYunqingV: Even without a blood relation, I’m still very grateful that you joined our little family. [Picture: Three pairs of bare feet on the beach]
The critics, who were just about to start their tirades, were momentarily stunned. By the time they recovered, the comments were already flooded with shippers who had been quietly enduring and eagerly waiting to know if they could start shipping the couple:
【Oh? No blood relation = The child isn’t biological = They’re really together!!!】
【What are you waiting for? Start shipping them hard!】
【I’m shipping it already! I’ve rewatched the GIF of our wifey falling into President Yao’s arms a hundred times! This isn’t fanservice! This is the real deal, handed to us on a silver platter!】
【Get on the ship, sisters! Super topic link: … Voting link: Cheng Jingyao X Ye Yunqing CP name voting: …】
Meanwhile, a newly verified account tagged the couple.
@TheWonderfulMoonV: What is a family like? Is it warm, lively, or does it also have conflicts, arguments, and reconciliations? Every family is both similar and unique. What will the family of Film Emperor @ChengJingyao, popular actor @YeYunqing, and their son Tuntun be like? Do you want to know? Stay tuned for Pineapple Video’s latest family live-stream reality show #TheWonderfulMoon. [Picture: Concept posters ×9]
【???】
【President Yao is going on a variety show?!】
【A family live-stream reality show? And not a dating show?/s】
【Grandma! Your domineering CEO is going on a reality show!】
【But seriously, am I the only one curious about why they adopted a child at such a young age?】
【Curious +1】
【An artist adopting a child during their career’s peak is really unusual. Could it just be a cover-up?】
The sudden public announcement reignited buzz on the internet. While the couple in question once again topped trending searches, they had just finished putting their child to bed.
As they left the children’s room, Ye Yunqing looked a bit worried. “Is it really okay to expose Tuntun along with us?”
“Letting him get some early experience isn’t a bad thing,” replied the heartless father, Cheng Jingyao, targeting their preschool-aged son. “Since he’s on summer vacation, I was already planning to take him to the company to familiarize him with the business.”
A four-year-old child, familiarized with business?!
Ye Yunqing shot him a glance.
Cheng Jingyao chuckled, wrapping an arm around him as they headed back to the master bedroom. “The public will always pry into the lives of public figures. Since we’ve already gone public, it’s only a matter of time before Tuntun enters the public eye. Taking the initiative is better than being caught off guard by paparazzi.”
“Also—”
Just as Ye Yunqing was agreeing with his reasoning, the other party suddenly leaned in. His warm hand caressed from his ear to his cheek, gently lifting his chin. His voice was low, breath brushing close—
“You owe me a kiss from this morning. Time to collect with interest.”
“Mmm…”
The sly boss, Cheng Jingyao, charged exorbitant interest. One kiss compounded into more, until even the bedsheets were wrinkled.
***
The next day, Ye Yunqing and Cheng Jingyao took Tuntun to Pineapple Video’s headquarters to officially sign the contract for the show “Wonderful Moon” and did a photoshoot for the family posters and promotional videos.
A few days later, the program arranged for several families to meet officially, shoot group posters, and record the theme song together.
That day’s schedule was packed, and the studio was quite far away. The family set out early in the morning. Little Tuntun, still drowsy, was carried into the car by his big daddy and dozed off again in his car seat.
Ye Yunqing placed a small neck pillow for him to sleep more comfortably.
After an hour-long drive, they arrived just as Tuntun was waking up. The little guy hadn’t had breakfast yet, so Ye Yunqing fed him a small cake, a boiled egg, and handed him a bottle of warm milk while Cheng Jingyao carried him out of the car.
Their assistants, Xu Youyou for Ye Yunqing and Tong Shu for Cheng Jingyao, accompanied them throughout the day, carrying their and Tuntun’s bags.
Even though Tuntun had done well in the previous photoshoot, this was a completely unfamiliar environment. Seeing staff bustling around, he became a bit shy, clutching his milk bottle and curling up in Cheng Jingyao’s arms, his big round eyes observing his surroundings.
A staff member approached them warmly, “Mr. Cheng, Mr. Ye, this way please. We’re shooting in Studio 1.”
“Mr. Song and Mr. Zhao’s families have already arrived and are chatting in the common lounge. Mr. Ji’s family is on their way. Once everyone is here, we’ll have a half-hour livestream to hype up the show.”
The family entered the studio where the director and producer greeted them and led them to the common lounge area in one corner.
The two couples sitting on the sofas paused their conversation. Cheng Jingyao led Ye Yunqing over and first greeted the older couple among them. “Mr. Song, Ms. Tang, long time no see.”
Both were seasoned actors in their fifties and had previously worked with Cheng Jingyao.
“It’s been over half a year,” Song Tao, who had a dignified appearance that made him seem stern but was actually approachable, replied. “In the blink of an eye, you’ve gotten married.”
That his spouse was a man was something he hadn’t expected.
“Indeed,” Tang Min, whose demeanor was gentle and amiable, smiled, “When I first heard you were joining this show, I couldn’t believe it.”
When they initially learned that Cheng would be participating, Song Tao and Tang Min had considered withdrawing from the show.
It wasn’t that they had any issues with Cheng Jingyao, but they were bringing their fourteen-year-old youngest son to the show. At this adolescent age, his views on love were just forming; what if he was “led astray”?
Unaware of their internal discomfort, Cheng Jingyao pulled Ye Yunqing closer and introduced, “This is my spouse, Ye Yunqing, and my son, Cheng Jieyu, nickname Tuntun.”
“Hello, Mr. Song, Ms. Tang,” greeted Ye Yunqing.
Cheng prompted, “Tuntun, say hello to Grandpa and Grandma.”
In a small voice, Tuntun said, “Hello, Grandpa and Grandma~”
“Hello,” Tang Min replied with a kindly smile, and even Song Tao’s stern face softened into a slight smile. The little guy was plump and adorable, with rosy lips and fair skin—endearing at first sight.
“This is my son, Song Hao,” Tang Min introduced. “And over there are the renowned violinist Mr. Zhao Jun and his wife, the famous pianist Ms. Sun Ruru. Beside them is their daughter, Zhao Yin.”
Ye Yunqing and Cheng Jingyao greeted and shook hands with the Zhao couple, exchanging a few pleasantries.
Before signing the contract, they had briefly familiarized themselves with the other families. Zhao Jun and his wife were part of a famous international symphony orchestra. Though not from the same industry, they had appeared twice on the Spring Festival Gala and had a certain level of national recognition, making them semi-celebrities.
The three families sat together in the lounge area, and Zhao Jun and his wife took the opportunity to discuss movies that Cheng, Song, and Tang had worked on, offering plenty of praise for Song Tao and Tang Min and being very cordial toward Cheng Jingyao.
However, whether intentionally or not, they didn’t engage much with Ye Yunqing.
This situation was something Ye Yunqing had anticipated. In terms of status, he was the least prominent among them. Although Zhao Jun and Sun Ruru weren’t from the entertainment industry, they were prestigious artists and likely looked down on “minor” celebrities like him.
While Song Tao and Tang Min weren’t as obvious, when he greeted them earlier, they merely nodded without initiating further conversation, though they had smiled when responding to Tuntun’s greeting.
But being a naturally quiet person, Ye Yunqing didn’t mind the slight coldness. He led Tuntun to greet Song Hao and Zhao Yin.
Since Tuntun would be interacting with them on the show, it was good to get acquainted early.
Holding his half-finished milk bottle, Tuntun was a bit shy but softly called out, “Brother,” and “Sister.”
Zhao Yin, who is six years old, wore a beautiful princess dress and had her hair styled in a bun. She smiled and responded, “Hello, little brother.”
Song Hao, dressed in a skull T-shirt and ripped jeans, had just had his phone taken away by his parents, prohibiting him from playing games. His face showed some irritation as he coldly muttered, “Mmm,” and impatiently turned to Tang Min, asking, “Mom, why isn’t everyone here yet? When is this going to start?”
Tang Min glanced at her watch. “Soon, we’re almost there.”
Just as she finished speaking, the Ji Linfeng family finally arrived.
“Mr. Song, Ms. Tang, is everyone here?” Ji Linfeng stepped forward to shake hands. “Sorry, we were almost late due to traffic.”
As a well-known “CEO specialist” in the television industry, Ji Linfeng maintained his signature look—slicked-back hair, a white dress shirt, and slacks. Because of the hot weather, he had unbuttoned two buttons at the collar and rolled up his sleeves to his elbows.
His wife, the popular actress Shen Sisi, wore a goose-yellow dress and, at 32 years old, still looked as radiant as an 18-year-old girl.
She was holding the hand of a seven-year-old boy dressed in a white short-sleeved shirt and British-style suspenders. The boy wore gold-rimmed glasses on his nose, with a blank expression on his face, exuding the demeanor of a “little CEO.”
As they joined the group, there was another round of name exchanges and small talk.
As one of the only two young women in the program, Sun Ruru intended to get closer to Shen Sisi. Just as she was about to say a few more words, she saw Shen Sisi leading her son Ji Xingjia towards Ye Yunqing and Tuntun.
“Yunqing, Mubai has mentioned you to me.”
Ye Yunqing was slightly surprised. “Mubai?”
He only knew one “Mubai,” the actor Li Mubai, who had worked with him on the movie “Sunshinen.”
“Yes, he’s my cousin.”
Shen Sisi had her son sit next to Tuntun and took the seat on the other side of him. “When he heard that both of us would be on this show, he came over to my house and praised you for more than two hours, saying that you took good care of him on set.”
“One hour and forty-six minutes,” corrected the little CEO Ji Xingjia.
Shen Sisi looked at her son, speechless. “… Rounding up, that’s two hours.”
“But it’s not ‘more than’ two hours, Mom. Be more precise and don’t exaggerate,” Ji Xingjia pushed up his glasses and scooted further into the sofa, placing his hands neatly on his knees and sitting up straight.
Shen Sisi: “…”
Tuntun, clutching his milk bottle, leaned closely against Ye Yunqing, curiously observing this older brother. There were kids in his kindergarten who wore glasses, but none of their glasses looked as nice as this older brother’s.
Ji Xingjia noticed his gaze and took the initiative to greet him, “Hello, little brother.”
Tuntun tightened his grip on his milk bottle and responded, “Hello, big brother.”
Ji Xingjia nodded and sat up even straighter.
Tuntun continued to study him with curiosity, unknowingly finishing the last bit of his milk. Ye Yunqing took away the bottle, leaving Tuntun’s little hands with nothing to do.
He kind of wanted to crawl into Ye Yunqing’s arms and be held by his dad.
But seeing the big brother beside him sitting so properly, he unconsciously straightened up, too, copying his posture by putting his hands on his knees, checking to see if he looked the same as the big brother.
Shen Sisi, noticing his little actions while talking with Ye Yunqing, couldn’t help but pinch his soft cheeks, “So cute!”
Ji Xingjia suddenly turned his head to glare at his mother, adjusting his glasses, which reflected a sharp glint.
Shen Sisi: “…”
Ye Yunqing smiled, “Xingjia is also very cute and has a lot of personality.”
Ji Xingjia paused, pushed up his glasses, and nodded politely to Ye Yunqing. “Thank you.”
His ears secretly turned red.
Hearing his dad praise someone else, Tuntun squirmed in his seat, sitting even more upright, and looked up at Ye Yunqing with a hopeful expression, “Dad, I-I’m cute too.”
Ye Yunqing chuckled, leaning down to kiss his little head, “Yes, Tuntun is also cute.”
The little boy immediately beamed, showing off his sweet dimples.
What they didn’t know was that from the moment Ji Linfeng’s family walked into the studio, the show had already started live-streaming.
Because of a pre-announcement on Weibo, a large number of fans and viewers flooded into the live stream instantly. Initially, the comments were full of jokes about Ji Linfeng’s “permanent CEO look,” but they soon fell for the serious and meticulous “little CEO.”
When the camera zoomed in on the soft, cuddly Tuntun, the screen was filled with comments screaming with excitement:
“Ahhhh, where did this little cutie come from! I want to squeeze his little cheeks!”
“Is this what happens when President Yao and Qingqing’s genes combine? He’s too good-looking!”
“Although, this isn’t their biological child.”
“I declare! I’m buying a house in this live stream and becoming a mom right here!”
“Lol—Little CEO Xingxing pushing up his glasses: Mom, you might want to reconsider your choice of words when calling others cute.”
“Cute! Both of you are cute! You’re killing me with cuteness *%!&a;…*#(nonsensical screaming)”
“Please be precise—it’s super-duper explosively cute, okay!”
“Tsk, I’m so jealous of Yao Zong and Ji Linfeng, having such beautiful wives and adorable kids.”
On the other side, seeing Ye Yunqing and Shen Sisi connect over Li Mubai, Sun Ruru felt awkward as she couldn’t join the conversation, not knowing either Ye Yunqing or Li Mubai well. She could only sit back beside her husband, her face showing some discomfort.
When she turned her head, she keenly noticed the camera filming them and immediately adjusted her expression into a smile. “Has the live stream started already?”
With her reminder, everyone stopped chatting and quickly switched to their professional mode, greeting the audience.
….
The brief live broadcast ended successfully with positive feedback, and the director began organizing the group photo shoot.
However, when arranging the positions, Sun Ruru suddenly raised an objection: “Director, can we switch places with Sisi’s family?”
She didn’t want to stand next to Ye Yunqing.
