<h4>Chapter 1666: Unfair</h4>


    “Uncle Mo,” Little Grape greeted.


    “Hiya.” Mo Yutian smiled as he tried to hold back his tears. “Wee.”


    The little kid that was standing before him was his nephew.


    “Where’s Niuniu?” Jing Xi asked.


    “He’s on the balcony,” Mo Yutian replied.


    “Come on, let’s go find Niuniu,” Jing Xi said, and she pulled Little Grape to the balcony.


    Since they were living on the first floor, there was a small garden just outside the balcony.


    Even though it was a garden, there were no nts. The small garden was instead upied by a sandbox.


    Niuniu was kneeling by the sandbox, ying by himself.


    “Niuniu,” Jing Xi called out. “Look who’s here.”


    Xiao Tieniu turned his head. He stood up excitedly as soon as he saw the prince standing next to his mother.


    “Little Prince, do you want to y with Niuniu?” Jing Xi asked.


    “But my hands will get dirty if I y with sand,” Little Grape pouted.


    Jing Xi almost forgot that the little kid had a slight mysophobia.


    “It’s all right. Auntie Xiaoxi will help you clean your hands after that.” Jing Xi smiled. “Here, take this bucket and shovel.”


    Little Grape took the tools and ran to Xiao Tieniu’s side.


    Since the easiest way for kids to make friends was through ying, the kids soon became best friends again after not seeing each other for days.


    They started their construction whileughing.


    Jing Xi sat down in the rattan chair and stared at the kids until Mo Yutian came with a te of fruits and snacks.


    “How was your recording today?” Mo Yutian asked, as he could tell something was wrong.


    “It’s going great,” Jing Xi replied with a smile.


    “You have to let me know if something happens, all right? Don’t keep it to yourself.”


    “I will. What’s going to happen?” Jing Xiughed.


    “I saw your new song on the inte. Are they just using your voice?”


    Mo Yutian had checked Jing Xi’s new song, The Forgotten Ocean, on the inte and realized something was off.


    Even though the singer on every poster was Ye Fanxing, the face on it was an unfamiliar one.


    “Isn’t that normal? Would there be apany that would use my face?” Jing Xi asked with a sad expression.


    “But that’s so unfair!”


    “What’s fair and unfair? Life is never fair.”


    Jing Xi spoke mockingly. She knew that the scar on her face meant that she would never have the chance to be in the spotlight.


    “Don’t give up on yourself yet,” Mo Yutian encouraged. “I’ll find a way to earn money online. And when I do, I’ll get you the best stic surgeon ever!”


    “All right.” Jing Xi nodded with a smile. “I’ll wait for that day to arrive.”