I Bacame the Mother of His Child-Chapter 65 - 64: Ye Hua Became a Godfather

Time flew by quickly, and it had been almost half a year since Xu Xiuxiu came into this world. Xu Xiuxiu successfully transitioned from being a child’s mother to the owner of Sichuan Pavilion, and the opening of a Sichuan Pavilion branch was just around the corner. Xu Xiuxiu had even fixed the date, setting the opening on the day after Song Chengguang’s second birthday, as a little birthday gift for the restaurant opening. Though it wasn’t registered in the name of Song Chengguang, it was considered a lucky charm.

He had lived for over seven hundred days, and Xu Xiuxiu felt that his second birthday should be cherished. So, she took the preparations seriously, even though the child’s father was nowhere to be found, without so much as a phone call.

Because of Song Chengguang’s birthday, Xu Xiuxiu took the little guy shopping at the mall, buying him a complete set of clothes as a birthday present, and even a children’s tricycle, the kind that’s so expensive it could scare you to death—comparable to the price of a Phoenix bicycle.

She even invited several tables of guests to eat at Sichuan Pavilion. Among them were all the new and old staff of Sichuan Pavilion, the familiar Chen Hualong, and all the construction crew, including Cai Bo. Xu Xiuxiu wanted to take the opportunity of Song Chengguang’s birthday to express her gratitude for their hard work.

Of course, Xu Xiuxiu also invited some of the familiar regular customers who frequented Sichuan Pavilion and didn’t leave out Ye Hua, who had been intimately familiar with Xu Xiuxiu for a long time and jokingly said he would become Song Chengguang’s godfather. She also invited Li Yunqiong, whom she got to know because of the children and hit it off with. The number of guests wasn’t large, but when combined, there were quite a few tables. freewёbnoνel.com

That evening, Sichuan Pavilion was exceptionally lively, bustling with people coming and going.

The entire second floor even turned into a birthday party venue for the little guy Song Chengguang. Although Xu Xiuxiu had only invited everyone for dinner to celebrate, Song Chengguang received quite a few small gifts, both expensive and cheap ones. Xu Xiuxiu was very happy, grateful for the gifts and the presence of so many people, as it showed her son was well-liked.

"Birthday boy, little Chen Guang, come here, come to uncle!" This was the first time Ye Hua had come to Sichuan Pavilion solely for Song Chengguang without bringing any customers. As soon as he stepped onto the second floor and saw Song Chengguang, all spruced up by Xu Xiuxiu, he immediately bent over and reached out his hands towards the little guy.

Song Chengguang was exceptionally familiar with Ye Hua. Thus, without a second thought, the little guy flung himself into Ye Hua’s arms. "Uncle," Song Chengguang babbled happily with his little mouth.

"Chengguang, how about calling me godfather instead of uncle in the future?" Ye Hua coaxed with a mischievous uncle-like expression.

He was especially fond of this smart little boy in front of him, even more so than his elder sister’s children at home. He was getting on in years, without children or a family of his own. His elder sister’s children were always happy to be with him, seemingly close, but Ye Hua always felt something was missing.

It was only after he met Song Chengguang that he realized what he lacked—closeness. His nephews and nieces sought his affection because their mother had tasked them with it, aiming to get certain benefits from him. He wasn’t bothered by these things—being single, he didn’t mind occasionally bringing gifts or pocket money for his nieces and nephews. But because of their young age and clear objectives that were not well-concealed, they sometimes showed little schemes that made him uncomfortably aware that even though they were uncle and nephews, there always seemed to be a barrier between them.

Xu Xiuxiu stood at the top of the stairs, greeting friends and family. Seeing Ye Hua come up and whisk her son into his arms, she approached with a laugh, "Today is Chen Guang’s birthday. You’re here without even giving a gift yet, and you want to lure my son away—I, as his mother, do not agree." Xu Xiuxiu said this mockingly.

Actually, she truly didn’t care about gifts or no gifts; it was just that seeing Brother Ye repeatedly ’kidnap’ her son, and despite being met with gentle rebuffs, remain undeterred that made her feel helpless—the man was seriously persistent in wanting to acknowledge Song Chengguang as his godson.

"Call me godfather, and you can have anything you want," Brother Ye, wealthy and imposing, didn’t mind Xu Xiuxiu’s teasing at all. "Come on, Chen Guang, call me godfather, and I will give you a birthday present, okay?" Brother Ye looked down at Song Chengguang and coaxed him gently.

In Brother Ye’s arms, Song Chengguang obediently clasped his little hands together hesitantly, then looked up at Xu Xiuxiu, seemingly asking for his mother’s opinion. Xu Xiuxiu knew from his expression that her son was excited and willing to have a godfather; she didn’t stop him, and since today was Song Chengguang’s birthday, she simply let him decide for himself.

After all, having Brother Ye as a capable godfather was certainly no disadvantage for Song Chengguang.

"Do you want to recognize Uncle Ye as your godfather?" Xu Xiuxiu softly asked, watching the little guy.

Song Chengguang pursed his lips and cautiously glanced at Xu Xiuxiu, "Mmm." He nodded his little head, then quickly shifted his gaze away, as if worried Xu Xiuxiu wouldn’t approve.

"Xiuxiu, look, your son likes me too. So, from today on, Chengguang is my godson, Brother Ye," Brother Ye chuckled heartily, his eyes full of pride. "Come on, son, call out to your godfather, and godfather has something nice to give you." Brother Ye looked down at Song Chengguang, reminding him.

"Godfather," Song Chengguang looked up at Brother Ye and called out with a grin.

Xu Xiuxiu was immediately both amused and a bit miffed seeing this; her son had always spoken in repetitive words, and even at two years old, he used those repetitive words so naturally. Hearing him now calling out the word "godfather" so clearly and without any baby talk was indeed quite rare. Considering how she might be feeling a bit jealous, but knowing that Song Yuanhuan, the child’s father, was probably the one who should be more jealous—and also considering that she didn’t even wait for Song Yuanhuan’s approval before letting Song Chengguang recognize Brother Ye as his godfather—Xu Xiuxiu suddenly felt a twinge of guilt. She wondered if Song Yuanhuan would scold her when he returned!

Suddenly, Xu Xiuxiu was filled with dismal thoughts, but then again, thinking about how smoothly her son had called out "godfather" made her, the mother, feel a bit stifled. The stubborn little tyke who usually insisted on using repetitive words in daily life, hmph!

"Hey! Son, come here, let your godfather put the gift on you." Brother Ye agreed, setting the little guy down and then taking out a rather exquisite box and opening it—an emerald-green Guanyin statue appeared before Xu Xiuxiu’s eyes.

Xu Xiuxiu didn’t know much about jade, but she could still tell that the Jade Guanyin Brother Ye held in his hand was certainly not ordinary.

"Brother Ye, this gift is too precious," Xu Xiuxiu said worriedly, trying to stop him. Although the price of jade at the time wasn’t as high as it would become later, the Jade Guanyin certainly wouldn’t come cheap either. Song Chengguang was just a child; did he deserve something so nice? Song Yuanhuan had said that boys should be raised frugally.

"It’s not too precious." Brother Ye waved his hand, not really listening to Xu Xiuxiu, and proceeded to place the Jade Guanyin around Song Chengguang’s neck. He then carefully tucked it into Song Chengguang’s clothes, "What’s too precious for a godson’s birthday gift!"