Becoming the Villain's Discarded Wife
Chapter 410: Like

Chapter 410: Chapter 410: Like

Not until the beginning of August did Chi Sheng feel the weight lift off his shoulders.

Lately, Yuanbao had been playing like a mad child with Lin Jian and the others. The sun was too hot outside, and Nanzhi didn’t let them run around. However, in just over a dozen days, the little girl’s skin had whitened slightly.

Even her cheeks seemed to have put on a bit more flesh.

"Adai, are we leaving?" Yuanbao, seeing her own father approaching, guessed that they were about to return to camp, but she still asked somewhat reluctantly.

"Yes." Chi Sheng had been busy these last few days, his former nonchalance completely gone, his eyes now ringed with dark circles, and his chin covered in stubble.

Looking at her once handsome father now, Yuanbao blinked and took his hand.

"Then let’s go, Adai. I’ll go tell Mama and my brothers."

Little Yuanbao looked at Chi Sheng, speaking seriously and decisively, without the hesitation she had previously shown.

Still startled by his daughter’s quick agreement, Chi Sheng just stood there without responding for a long time until Little Yuanbao lost her patience and went directly to Nanzhi.

"Mama, Daddy and I are going back now. I’ll come back to play with you and brother next time."

Today, Nanzhi had dressed Little Yuanbao in a peach-colored dress, even adding two silk flowers in her hair. The little girl looked exceptionally well-behaved.

"All right, Yuanbao be careful on the road. If anything happens, send me a letter with Adai." Looking at her adorable Yuanbao, Nanzhi felt warm inside. Although her own Zhiyu was good, he was at an age where he was becoming annoyingly naughty.

Comparatively, a considerate little daughter seemed very precious.

Little Yuanbao nodded seriously, keeping this in mind.

Adai, who had been standing on Shen Zhiyu’s head, fell into despair when he heard that he had more work to do.

He had just flown back from Kyoto yesterday!

This was exploitation!

"Godfather, you must be good to mother, and stop bullying Brother Zhiyu," Yuanbao said with a complicated expression on her face before sighing.

Comparing her real daddy and godfather, her real daddy fell significantly short!

Her godfather was tall, handsome, and a general while her own father was thin and would be blown away by a gust of wind - not masculine at all.

No wonder mother was attracted to her godfather.

Thinking about the tale she had heard yesterday, Yuanbao subconsciously compared the two fathers in her head.

"When did I ever pick on Zhiyu?" Shen Wenchen was baffled. He had been so busy these past few days; where did he find the time to pick on the kids?

"You know exactly what you did!" Yuanbao scowled, fully embodying the image of an angry little girl.

The puzzled expression on Shen Wenchen’s face deepened. He wondered if he had lost his memory.

"Brother Zhiyu, Brother Xiaomi, don’t forget about me. I’ll come back and play with you guys next time," Little Yuanbao said, ignoring Shen Wenchen and going over to the boys.

"Alright, Yuanbao, also remember to practice writing when you get home. This is the copybook I bought yesterday, you have to write carefully. Next time you come, I will check," Lin Zihan said seriously, presenting a copybook he had somehow produced.

In their academy, there were also girls studying, whose handwriting was very good. However, Sister Yuanbao’s handwriting looked like caterpillars, twisted and ugly.

"Oh..." Yuanbao’s smile froze. She almost cried.

She thought that once she went home, she wouldn’t have to write every day.

Although it was fun here, every time, Brother Doudou would make her write three pages of characters. If she didn’t write well, she would get her palms smacked.

Seeing his sister’s face fall instantly, Shen Zhiyu quickly intervened, pulling out a small wooden figure from his pocket.

"Yuanbao, you can take this."

The wooden figure was only two inches tall, and it was barely discernible who it was supposed to be. The only identifiable feature was that it was a female figure.

"Okay."

The elder said nothing more, and the younger asked no more questions. She simply put the wooden figure carefully into her little bag.

"Yuanbao, these are Toffee Caramels. You can eat them on the road," Xiaomi said, holding out two strings of Toffee Caramels. The thick sugar-coated hawthorns were wrapped in a layer of sticky rice paper. They looked incredibly tempting.

"Thank you, Brother Xiaomi."

Yuanbao took the Toffee Caramels and smiled at Xiaomi.

Finally, it was Lin Jian’s turn. The little boy blushed and stuttered without saying a word. He just handed a small wooden box over.

The man who had been waiting to prepare the carriage in the distance approached. Only then did Chi Sheng call out to Yuanbao, "Yuanbao, it’s time to go."

"Okay!"

"Mama, brothers, I’m leaving~"

Chi Sheng lifted Yuanbao onto the carriage, then he raised his clasped hands towards Shen Wenchen in a salute before boarding the carriage himself.

A few carriages followed one after another out of the city gate. Lin Jian looked forlorn.

He had wanted to tell Yuanbao not to forget about him.

"She’s gone now. You had your chance to say what you wanted to but didn’t," Lin Zihan side-eyed his younger brother but didn’t say anything comforting.

Seeing Lin Jian’s dispirited expression, Xiaomi felt a bit uncomfortable. After thinking for a while, he pulled out a crisp biscuit from his pocket.

"Here, don’t be sad."

Well, if they hadn’t even mentioned it, Lin Jian wouldn’t have made a big fuss about it. But after the consolation, Lin Jian suddenly burst into tears, wiped them hastily, and ran into the courtyard.

He always felt that Yuanbao would fall for Little Seven once she returned home and forget about him.

The mind of a young child is hard to guess, and their emotions can escalate for no apparent reason.

Nanzhi saw her nephew upset and wanted to comfort him, but Shen Wenchen stopped her.

"Let the children sort out their issues."

"Alright then." Nanzhi nodded, still a bit worried.

Although he was only eight years old, in this world, people might already start discussing a marriage internship.

I just fear that my nephew is experiencing juvenile confusion. No, at his current age, he can’t even be considered adolescent.

In the carriage, Yuanbao took out the wooden figure from her pocket and stared at it blankly.

Shen Zhiyu’s carving skills weren’t good, which was obvious from his previous wooden placard.

The wooden figure was even harder to recognize, with no distinguishable facial features. The only clue was the long hair, which showed it was a female figure.

"Adai, did my mother looked like this?"

Out of the blue, the little girl raised the wooden figure up high and put it in Chi Sheng’s field of vision.

Caught off guard by his daughter’s question, Chi Sheng looked down at the wooden figure, and forced a bitter smile.

"Silly little girl..."

What he didn’t say was that even he was starting to forget her face.

Chi Sheng’s eyes were filled with complicated emotions.

Whenever he tried to remember her, he would also think of Su Tao.

Even though he could clearly remember that his third child had wet the bed three times when he was little, strangely, he couldn’t recall her face no matter how hard he tried. All he could remember - vividly - was the beautiful face of Su Tao.

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