The aunt in her forties was specifically hired last month by Chu Munan to take care of Song Qiao and their daily needs, such as washing clothes, cooking meals, preparing three meals a day, and cleaning every day. The aunt is a local from Paris, but she speaks Mandarin, and speaks it quite well, so they communicate in Mandarin.
Previously, there was another Chinese aunt hired, but she had to return to her country due to family matters, so they hired another one.
Song Qiao smiled and gratefully said, "Thank you."
Actually, she had been feeling a bit cold after sitting for a while, but because her belly was so big, and she felt very tired with every step, she decided not to get up. She had planned to wait a few more minutes for Mu Shinian to come back and ask him for the blanket, but she did not expect that the aunt had noticed her feeling cold and brought her a blanket directly. Updates are released by 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭⚑𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮⚑𝕟𝕖𝕥
Actually, the aunt had been through this herself; she is still a mother of three children. Although her oldest child is already in their twenties and her youngest is a teenager, she understands how hard it is for a woman to be pregnant and how poor their physical condition can be.
The aunt smiled and then went straight to the kitchen to prepare dinner.
Not long after the aunt had entered the kitchen, the sound of a key turning in the door came from the entrance. Without turning her head, Song Qiao still sat and looked at the snowy scenery outside, and directly said, "You’re back? The aunt just went in to prepare dinner, so dinner will be later today."
No one answered from behind, but she then heard the sound of slippers scuffing across the floor.
Song Qiao initially didn’t notice anything unusual, but later, when she heard the footsteps, she felt that they were not Shinian’s footsteps. After all, she had heard her cousin’s footsteps so often she could usually recognize them.
She suddenly sat up sharply and turned her head to see who had the keys to her home, a rush of fear overtaking her heart.
But when she turned her head and saw the familiar handsome face, the feeling of surprise immediately replaced the fear, and she instinctively asked, "Why are you here? Last night you messaged me you were in Beijing, how are you here now?"
The visitor was none other than Chu Munan.
Chu Munan was holding a coat in his hand and was dressed in a white sweater and jeans, which made him look even younger.
He directly placed the coat on a sofa nearby; due to Song Qiao’s sudden movement, the blanket had already fallen to the floor. The man bent down to pick it up, and hummed, then explained, "I took a flight directly here this morning. I also needed to handle some work on this side."
Song Qiao didn’t doubt Chu Munan, and responded with an "Oh," her face bright with a smile, "You haven’t eaten yet, have you?"
The man slightly raised his eyebrows, "I came here right after the plane landed, what do you think?"
Song Qiao playfully stuck out her tongue and said, "Then I’ll ask the aunt to cook a few more dishes. I’ve already taught the aunt how to cook Chinese cuisine. From now on, we can just eat at home."
Hearing this, Chu Munan was somewhat surprised. When this aunt was hired, she was good in all aspects except she didn’t know how to cook Chinese food. At that time, Chu Munan even thought about hiring a Chinese chef to solve the meals for Song Qiao, but that idea was directly rejected by Song Qiao, so he did not hire one.
He hadn’t expected that she would teach the person to cook Chinese cuisine herself.
Chu Munan hummed, then said, "You sit here for a while, I’ll go tell the aunt to make more dishes."
Song Qiao naturally had no objections. Due to her pregnancy, she didn’t feel like moving at all and felt very tired from just walking a few steps.
When Shinian arrived home and saw Chu Munan, he was also surprised, but he didn’t have any excessive reactions.
It seemed that he had long given up on his cousin-in-law Lu Jingchen. Shinian wasn’t very traditional and also hoped to have a man to take care of his cousin, so he thought Chu Munan was quite suitable, and immediately left the space to the two of them.
In the living room, the LCD TV was playing a news channel from Paris; Song Qiao was half-reclining on the tatami mat, while Chu Munan sat on the adjacent single sofa, holding an orange and peeling it.
After peeling it, he split it in half and handed it to Song Qiao. After eating a slice himself, he then looked at the woman in front of him and asked, "Do we need to go to the hospital for a check-up tomorrow?"