Pfft —

 An Xiaxia couldn’t help but chuckle. “Cola, where did you even get that idea from?”

 Pepsi, on the other hand, looked like she was going to cry. Running into the kitchen on her short little legs, she wrapped her arms around Sheng Yize’s leg and sobbed, “Papa…”

 “What’s wrong?” Picking her up with one hand, Sheng Yize stirred the glutinous rice balls in the pot with a spoon in the other hand, so that they wouldn’t stick to the bottom of the pot.

 “Papa, don’t have other babies.” Pepsi blinked her clear big eyes, looking so adorable that it could melt one’s heart.

 Sheng Yize smiled. “That’ll depend on how good a girl you are.”

 He wasn’t going to have anymore kids anyway. An Xiaxia had her health issues and he didn’t want her to suffer again.

 Pepsi was flustered. Wrapping herself around his neck, she said, “Papa, I love you! I’ll be good! I won’t eat candy. I won’t drink milk! I won’t wet my bed…”

 She listed all the things, counting on her fingers. Her soft, sweet voice pleased Sheng Yize greatly.

 He then tapped her nose gently. “Don’t worry. There won’t be any other babies.”

 “Papa, do you love me?” Pepsi asked eagerly.

 “Of course.”

 “But you didn’t say it.” Pepsi pouted.

 “That’s for your mummy.” Sheng Yize put her back down. “Go watch TV with Mummy. The glutinous rice balls are almost ready.”

 Pepsi did as told. She turned around suddenly and said in a pitiful voice, “Papa, don’t become a star!”

 “What?”

 Sheng Yize was at a loss. What did becoming a star have anything to do with that?

 He came out of the kitchen with the glutinous rice balls three minutes later, and An Xiaxia told him about the conversation between Cola and Pepsi just then. Sheng Yize saw the light right away. He then beckoned Cola to him with a finger.

 Cola gingerly went over to him and saw his father smiling harmlessly at him. “Which do you prefer? Glutinous rice balls or Mummy’s dumplings?”

 Cola shuddered at the thought of An Xiaxia’s dumplings from the other day and he apologized without hesitation. “Daddy, I’m sorry.”

 “Don’t make up stories when Pepsi’s around.”

 “Yes.”

 After the lecture, the family had dinner together.

 Afterward, Cola and Pepsi were taken back to their room to rest. Pepsi had a falling out with Si Bai and the two kids barely talked to each other these days, which worried An Xiaxia a lot. However, Sheng Yize couldn’t be any happier about it.

 So, chance had accomplished what art had failed to do. Whatever the quarrel was about, he was content enough to see them break up.

 He returned to their bedroom to find An Xiaxia sitting on the bed. She had taken her shower and was playing Candy Crush.

 “Shit, I failed again! Crappy game! Such a waste of my time and money!” An Xiaxia’s cheeks puffed out angrily. Sheng Yize casually took the phone from her hands, restarted the level, had a brief look, then began to tap quickly.

 The whooshing sound of blocks being eliminated went on non-stop, and An Xiaxia watched with an open mouth.

 “There. Done.” Sheng Yize tossed the phone back to her.

 He then went to take a shower.

 When he came out, he found An Xiaxia stuck on the next level.

 Seeing him, An Xiaxia said in grievance, “I’m stuck again!”

 Sheng Yize was speechless.

Succumbing to his designated role, Sheng Yize took her phone and passed the next level for her. An Xiaxia watched as his fingers moved deftly and accurately on the screen, and asked, “Are you supposed to… think, to get through this game?”

 “… How else are you going to do it?” Sheng Yize retorted.

 An Xiaxia bit her lip, lowered her head, and fell silent.

 Her phone began to ring at that moment. Bewildered, An Xiaxia took it back and saw Director Yue’s name on the screen.

 Why was the director calling her? Was there something wrong with the filming?