When the two of them returned to the villa with their belongings, Xu Renfei and Xia Shi had basically tidied up everything. While Xia Shi was cooking in the kitchen, Xu Renfei looked at the two of them, grinning and grimacing, "I say, you two took your sweet time moving things. Look at you, all smiles and spring sunshine. Hey, at least try to be a bit more discreet!"
With that, he rolled his eyes and turned to go upstairs to find Xiaoyuan to hang out. Bi Xia and Qin Zhan exchanged a glance, and Qin Zhan touched Bi Xia’s head, "Ignore him, he’s just jealous."
Bi Xia nodded knowingly, "I thought so too."
Halfway up the stairs, Xu Renfei: ...Haha!!!
He suddenly turned around and looked at the pair below, who were inseparable, and sneered, giving them the middle finger, "I wish you both grow to hate each other!"
With a cold glare, Qin Zhan’s eyes shot towards Xu Renfei, making his body tremble. He stammered, "I wish you both grow more loving and happy forever."
As soon as he finished speaking, that bone-chilling gaze disappeared. Xu Renfei immediately bolted up to the second floor, slamming the door of Bi Xiaoyuan’s room shut.
Xiaoyuan, who was rolling around on the bed with Bi Xiaohai, looked at Xu Renfei in confusion, "Did Bi Xiaohai chase you?" Then he looked down at the innocent-faced Bi Xiaohai and poked his little head with his finger, "Nope, he’s right here with me."
Xu Renfei twitched his mouth and walked over to the bed, plopping down, "What do you mean Bi Xiaohai chased me? Am I really that scared..."
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"Xiaoyuan, you have to understand, when your life is threatened, it’s okay to be scared. As the saying goes, ’Where there are green hills, there’s firewood to burn.’
"Oh," Xiaoyuan responded blankly, "Then be scared, I’m not stopping you."
"Woof!" Be scared, I’m not stopping you!
Xu Renfei: ...Not the same family, don’t enter the same door! Everyone is so sharp-tongued, how are they supposed to let anyone live!
Seeing Xu Renfei vanish like a streak of lightning, Bi Xia chuckled, "Scaredy-cat, flew away pretty fast."
He raised his hand and pinched Qin Zhan’s cheek, "Happy?"
"Of course!" Bi Xia crossed his arms, "He doesn’t know how to speak. You were merciful, just gave him a look. If you weren’t here, I’d have kicked him."
Actually, Bi Xia didn’t know, but having lived under Qin Zhan’s thumb for twenty years, Xu Renfei might prefer being kicked by her rather than enduring Qin Zhan’s gaze. But clearly, Bi Xia would never experience Qin Zhan’s kind of look.
Qin Zhan’s thin lips curved slightly, "It’s okay, next time just kick him, don’t worry about me."
With a light laugh, Bi Xia glanced at Qin Zhan, "Special treatment."
"Only democratic with you," Qin Zhan replied slowly.
The two walked upstairs and entered Bi Xia’s room.
Bi Xia’s room was the master bedroom on the second floor, while Xia Shi’s room was on the first floor, the master bedroom. Bi Xia looked at his room and turned to Qin Zhan, "What do you think?"
Qin Zhan smiled, "If you like it, it’s good."
Actually, Bi Xia didn’t mind much, but undeniably, their design was quite good. Bi Xia shrugged, "It’ll do. We can design our home ourselves in the future."
Qin Zhan was slightly stunned, looking at the boy speaking so casually, probably not even realizing what he was saying, our home...
A warmth wrapped around a heart that’s often cold, his eyes softened. He stepped forward and gently hugged the boy from behind, burying his head in the boy’s neck, "Little Nine, are we now having a secret romance?"
He raised an eyebrow slightly, his small hand grasping the necklace hanging at his collarbone, "Seems like it..."
Taking a deep breath, Qin Zhan spoke muffledly, "I really want to tell mom now that you and I are... dating."
The last three words carried a hint of echo, making Bi Xia pause, his face flushed. He elbowed Qin Zhan, "Call her Auntie, she’s my mom!"
Chuckling, Qin Zhan raised his head and bit the boy’s earlobe. Hearing the boy’s involuntary groan, his thin lips curved upward, his deep, restrained voice slowly saying, "No, she’s our mom..."