After finding out that Zhixi was pregnant again, Liu Minjun, who had been hesitant, quickly switched sides.
Ziyi, with a smile, thoroughly betrayed He Yirong, "Dad accidentally let it slip at noon, and mom found out sister-in-law is expecting another baby, she scolded dad for over an hour. By the way, sister-in-law, how are you feeling now? Mom sent me to keep you company!"
"I’m very well, able to eat and sleep," Zhixi said with a smile. "Since you’re here, you might as well stay."
"Oh, and mom also said, ’Make sure you sleep with her.’ " Ziyi looked a bit puzzled. "Sister-in-law, do you mind?"
He Ziyi looked at her inquiringly.
Only then did Zhixi realize why Liu Minjun had sent Ziyi over, feeling her cheeks burn with heat.
He Jingyao’s expression was somewhat meaningful, "There aren’t many rooms here, go sleep in the next room, it’s fine to come over during the day. And your sister-in-law isn’t used to sleeping with others."
Ziyi looked at him, slightly bewildered, "But mom said..."
"Just tell mom you slept with your sister-in-law." He Jingyao curled his lips slightly, "The painter you like has a painting at the auction, doesn’t he? I could buy it for you."
Ziyi gasped in surprise, "Really? That painting might cost millions!"
Although she could afford the money herself, Ziyi always felt she contributed nothing to the family and thus dared not splurge like that, so she only dreamt about that painting.
But if her brother decided to buy it for her, she would definitely not refuse!
"Of course. Just handle mom well and don’t let it slip." He Jingyao smiled faintly.
"Okay, no problem!" Ziyi agreed wholeheartedly, "Then I’ll move to the next room!"
He Jingyao’s lips curved subtly without making a sound.
Zhixi looked at him with a shy and helpless gaze.
After a while, while Zhixi was in the kitchen with Li Bo preparing dinner, she suddenly heard several screams from outside.
She and Li Bo exchanged glances and immediately walked out briskly.
Ziyi was playing in the yard with Xiaobao, it couldn’t be that Xiaobao had fallen, could it? For original chapters go to novel[f]ire.net
But when she went outside, she discovered the accident didn’t involve Xiaobao or Ziyi, but... Pei Yuanchen?
He bent over, his hands covering either his stomach or some other area, his handsome face twisted in pain.
Xiaobao repeatedly cried out, "Uncle, are you okay," while Ziyi, holding a large drawing board, stood beside him, looking flustered.
Suppressing a laugh, Zhixi quickly approached, "Pei Yuanchen, what happened to you?"
"Mommy." Xiaobao turned and saw her, immediately running to grab her hand, "Aunt was teaching me how to paint, and uncle just came in and bumped into the drawing board..."
"I’m fine." Pei Yuanchen had recovered some, straightening up and giving He Ziyi a complicated look.
Seeing her clearly, Pei Yuanchen’s pupils constricted slightly.
"I... I’m sorry." Seeing him look over, Ziyi tensed, her fair cheeks flushing slightly, "Where did you hit? It must have bruised, let me apply some medicine."
Thinking of where he had been struck, Pei Yuanchen’s face turned slightly strange, "...No need."
Zhixi cleared her throat, realizing what had been covered and vaguely understood, "Let’s come in, dinner’s almost ready... Oh, you’ve been missing these past few days, we couldn’t contact you."