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Chapter 381: Who Says My Daddy Doesn’t Love Me?

Chapter 381: Chapter 381: Who Says My Daddy Doesn’t Love Me?

Zhu Qianying just thought about it and was chilled by the thought. She didn’t know whether to mourn for Zhu Junzhao or to be happy for Zhu Zhizhou. After all, among Zhu Zhizhou’s sons, there was one who could achieve greatness.

She was thankful that she didn’t have any significant conflicts with Zhu Junwei when she and her sister were young. Otherwise, with her intelligence and skills at the time, she would definitely have been knocked out by him in one hit.

"Will the crisis at Mingxuan Hotel also be resolved?"

It was not convenient to ask Mr. Yan, but it was completely unobstructed to ask Ji Huan.

Ji Huan always paid full attention to matters concerning the Zhu Family. Of course, that attention was not out of concern, but rather to ensure that the Zhu Family’s troubles wouldn’t engulf his beloved wife.

"Hard to say, Yan should know better. But even if this crisis is resolved, Mingxuan will definitely be heavily hit, and it may take a long time to recover."

As for asking Mr. Yan proactively, Zhu Qianying was too lazy. After all, she treated the Zhu Family’s affairs as gossip. Would she die if she didn’t listen to gossip?

The answer is, no!

Therefore, even though Ji Huan explained so clearly, Zhu Qianying still didn’t want to inquire Mr. Yan about the Zhu Family.

After the party ended, Zhu Qianying, as the young mistress of the Yan Family, together with Mr. Yan and their son, saw off their guests. Since the next day was Monday and Beibei and Guoguo had to go to school, the Ji family did not stay overnight and returned to R City overnight.

The little boy had played with Beibei and Guoguo for most of the day and was already dog-tired. He had been forcing himself to stay awake, but now, as things quieted down, he couldn’t help but yawn continuously, a look of fatigue on his face.

Mr. Yan looked at his dazed son, amused and slightly heartbroken, and swooped down to lift him.

"Baby, why don’t you snuggle up and sleep for a while?"

As he spoke, he stroked the boy’s head and kissed his little face.

The little boy mumbled an "Oh", clung to his suit, shuffled his head in his hug like a mole, found a comfortable position in his arms, and yawned contentedly. After a while, his eyes completely closed and he dozed off.

p>Zhu Qianying glanced at their son, who was sleeping like a little pig, and ordered someone to bring over an overcoat to cover him.

Just like this, Mr. Yan held the young boy, standing together with Zhu Qianying and their parents at the door, sending off the guests.

Most of the guests who attended the party today had believed in the rumors to some extent until they saw the affection Mr. Yan had for Zhu Qianying and the strong love for their son. They now sneered at those rumors.

They privately thought that the Wang Family of D City had really gone too far in trying to please the Yi Family.

However, the Wang Family was foolish. How could they try to please the Yi Family at the expense of offending the Yan Family. They wouldn’t reap any benefits that way.

The upheavals of the Zhu and Yi families over the past month were clear for all discerning people to see. The Yi Family was a big trouble, and anyone who messed with them would be in trouble.

The Wang Family might have some power in D City, but it was not enough to confront the Yan Family. If they really provoked them, it would be like a moth to the flame, which was overestimated their abilities.

As a result, the guests who had attended the party were secretly anticipating the Yan Family’s counterattack and countermeasures afterwards.

However, Mr. Yan didn’t care what those people said or how they saw it. After all, as long as Zhu Qianying and their son were safe and sound, he didn’t need to personally handle the rest and didn’t bother to handle it.

After sending off all the guests and returning to the main mansion, Mr. Yan took over the nanny’s duties, fearing that Zhu Qianying was too tired.

"Ying’er, how about our son sleep with me tonight?"

Zhu Qianying glanced at their son, who was sleeping soundly in Mr. Yan’s arms. She thought about having to go back to M country in two nights and felt reluctant.

"Let him sleep with me instead!"

Yan didn’t say much more, carrying his son into the guest room and putting him on Zhu Qianying’s bed.

By the time he had helped his son take off his shoes and socks, Zhu Qianying had already brought some hot water and wrung out a towel.

Yan snatched the towel with one hand, glancing at Zhu Qianying who was still dressed in her evening gown with light makeup.

"It’s getting late, you go and have a bath. I will handle this!"

Zhu Qianying was indeed quite tired herself. Seeing him bend down to tend to their son, not very skilfully, but extremely gently and with care.

"Then I’ll leave it to you!"

Zhu Qianying, reassured, went to take a shower. When she came out, Yan was nowhere to be seen, the water and towels had been tidied up, and the only thing left in the bedroom was a small night lamp by the bed. The energetic young master, who had been running wild half the day, was now sound asleep, hugging his blanket.

It seemed that Yan, as a father, was really becoming more and more competent.

Zhu Qianying quietly climbed onto the bed, lay down next to her son, and covered herself with the quilt. At that moment, for some reason, there flashed in her mind what Yan had said earlier in the day, "I really hope we can also have our own parents one day..."

Ha ha, how could it be possible!

...

The next day at noon, in a classroom at a certain school, the little boy was carrying his lunch tray, pouting, back to his seat.

Today there’s another plate of carrots that he detests, besides the chicken leg!

"Yan Xu, why are you pouting so much?"

The "too stupid" classmate on the same table, leaned in and asked with concern.

"I don’t like eating carrots..." The little boy used his chopsticks to toss around the carrots in the plate a few times.

"Then don’t eat them!" The classmate, named Tai Chun, suggested innocently, blinking his eyes.

But his teacher and his mommy had both said, he can’t waste food!

The little boy stared sullenly at that plate of carrots, feeling depressed.

"Tai Chun, you may not know, Yan Xu’s parents don’t love him at all, they probably don’t even feed him enough at home..."

The little boy turned his head, bewildered, at the person who made that remark. It was Luo Tian, the skinny boy sitting on his other side.

"Who said my mommy and daddy don’t love me?" The little boy frowned slightly. His focus was not on the part about not having enough to eat.

"Everyone knows it. My mommy said, your mommy married your daddy just for money. And, you’re not even your mommy’s biological child, you’re just a child your daddy had with some random woman."

The little boy stared at Luo Tian, then, holding the plate of carrots he disliked, he walked over to Luo Tian without a word and dumped the plate of food on Luo Tian’s face.

When Yan arrived at the school’s office in response to the teacher’s call, the little boy was sitting comfortably on the office’s sofa, holding a milk bottle, shaking his little short legs, and slurping the milk.

As soon as Yan saw that the little boy was safe and sound, a large rock seemed to drop from his heart. Without waiting for the teacher to say anything, he walked over, squatted down, first held the little boy’s face to scrutinize it carefully, then grabbed his little hand and little leg, examining them closely.

"Mr. Yan..."

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