His Genius Wife Is A Superstar

Little Matcha also came to check on his twin brother. The baby’s face was all scrunched up in concern. "Chi chi, uh uh? Nuh nuh." (Mochi, you okay? Don’t cry.)

Little Mochi was too busy bawling his eyes out to reply to his twin brother.

Huang Yuyan also came. "My poor grandson! Let Grandma see if you’re injured!"

Both Iris and Huang Yuyan checked the baby’s whole body two to three times. There were no visible wounds, but there were some red spots that may turn into bruises later. The daughter-in-law and mother-in-law felt like their hearts were being squeezed upon seeing this.

"Don’t worry, Little Mochi!" Huang Yuyan declared. "Grandma will take revenge for you!"

Iris watched, speechless, as her mother-in-law removed her high-heeled shoe and began whacking the floor like a lunatic.

"What a bad floor! How dare you trip my beloved grandson! Take that! And that! You’re the worst floor among all the floors in the world! Bad floor! I’ll have you replaced with foam, you evil floor!"

"Mom, what are you doing?" Iris didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

At first, the twins were confused about what in the world their grandmother was doing. Then both of them started giggling. Even the sobbing Little Mochi forgot about the pain in his little knees and started clapping and cheering for his grandmother.

"Amma! Amma, yah yah!" (Grandma! Grandma, do it again!) Little Mochi clapped his eyes and squealed.

"Hehehe." Little Matcha hugged his mommy’s leg and giggled while watching his funny grandmother.

The other staff members stopped by to watch the bizarre scene. Those who didn’t know what happened asked the others. After learning about the sequence of events, they, too, felt speechless just like Iris.

Those who grew up with their grandparents, though, could fully relate to Huang Yuyan’s actions.

"My late grandmother also used to do that," one of the videographers said with a nostalgic sigh. "My parents went to the city to work so I was left to my grandparents while growing up. My grandparents were the ones who raised me. Whenever I tripped on my own feet or hurt myself, my grandfather would only tell me to be a man and get up, but my grandmother would not only comfort me but also hit the things that hurt me. One time, she even chopped down a table with an axe when I hit my forehead and it bled. Man, I miss my grandma! I miss my grandpa, too, but I miss my grandma the most!"

"Me, too!"

"I miss my grandparents, too."

Iris could hear what the staff were talking about with her excellent hearing. She became even more speechless.

"Mama, hehe." Little Mochi hugged her neck tighter.

She returned to her senses and checked to see if her son was really fine. There were still tears in the baby’s eyes, but the big smile on his face was enough guarantee that he was alright now. She released a big sigh of relief.

"Be more careful next time," Iris said, kissing her naughty baby’s soft, plump cheek. "Okay, Little Mochi?"

"Yah, Mama!" (Okay, Mommy!)

Iris also leaned down to kiss her other son’s cheek. "You’re a great brother, Little Matcha. Thank you for caring for your brother."

"Uh, Ma." (No worries, Mommy.)

The director came to check on Iris because she hadn’t come out after so long. When he arrived and saw so many people crowding together, he thought that an accident happened.

Indeed, an accident happened to one of Iris’ twin sons. Thankfully, it was only a minor incident. The baby was fine and safe now.

If something really bad happened to the Jin family’s little masters on his set, the director was afraid that CEO Jin Liwei, Iris Long, Jin Chonglin, and both the Jin and Long families would never let him off. He might as well say goodbye to his career.

After a huge sigh of relief, the director offered Iris Long the rest of the day off, but she refused.

"No, we must finish this music video today," she said. "We have another music video to film tomorrow. I want to finish all the music videos before I leave for the Philippines. This album has been delayed for far too long."

"Alright, Iris." The director nodded. "Quickly finish up your hair and makeup, then. Everyone, do your absolute best so that we can finish everything up ahead of schedule! Chop chop!"

"Yes, Director!"

Iris gave the director a grateful smile. Then she gave her sons another quick kiss on each of their cheeks before handing them to their nannies.

Little Mochi’s nanny apologized but Iris waved it off.

"It’s not your fault that my son tripped," she said. "Just continue watching over him. Don’t worry about it."

"Thank you, Madam." The nanny was relieved.

Huang Yuyan, however, wasn’t as forgiving as her daughter-in-law. "You should be more attentive! What if my grandson broke his skull? What are we going to do then?!"

"I’m sorry, Madam Huang." The nanny felt bad again. "I won’t let it happen under my watch again."

Iris sighed but didn’t contradict her mother-in-law.

After making sure that her sons were fine, Iris returned to filming again.

Little Mochi still loved to watch her.

"Little Mochi should always watch his mother work on music," Huang Yuyan commented. "Look at how well-behaved he is compared to how he usually acts."

The people who heard her words also looked at the baby. Little Mochi was 100% engrossed in watching his mother. His eyes and mouth were open, as if afraid to miss even a second. He would also sway now and then in time with the music.

"As expected of Xiulan’s child!" Huang Yuyan exclaimed with a proud smile. "Little Mochi truly inherited his mother’s musicality."

Iris’ makeup artist said, "If Prince Lin Lin hears what you say, Madam, he’ll definitely refute you."

"Yeah!" Iris’ hair stylist also chimed in. "Prince Lin Lin always claims that Little Mochi inherited his love for music from him."

Huang Yuyan chuckled. "Well, it should also be true. The twins’ uncle is also a good singer after all."

’He’s not just a good singer, Madam! Your youngest son is a superstar!’

The people screamed this in their hearts but couldn’t say it out loud, especially to the superstar’s own mother.