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Chapter 424 A Capital M

Chapter 424: Chapter 424 A Capital M

Laying in bed chatting?

No matter how you hear it, it sounds ambiguous.

But Zhu Qianying had personally agreed to the request of Eldest Young Master Yan, so she could only watch him kindly move the little boy sleeping in the middle of the bed to the edge.

Even though it was just his back, she could clearly perceive the pleasure emanating from his being, a pleasure that ironically, stemmed from her suffering.

At that thought, she couldn’t help but want to kick his raised butt.

Originally, it was just a thought, but by the time she responded, her foot had already kicked up and made contact with his butt. Luckily, the force wasn’t too strong, so Young Master Yan continued to bend and carefully settled their baby boy, only then did he turn his head and question her.

"Why are you slapping my butt? Why so urgent? "

The light in the bedroom wasn’t too bright, but Zhu Qianying could clearly see the mischievous smile on his face.

Even though she clearly kicked him, he interpreted it as a slap.

Kicking and slapping - one is violence, and the other can be understood as flirtation.

In all honesty, she only had violence in her heart towards him, with absolutely no intention of flirtation!

But he, the exalted President, had the ability to interpret her violence as flirtation; could it be he was a masochist?

"Are you a masochist?" Zhu Qianying bluntly asked him.

"If the one who inflicts pain is you, I don’t mind!"

Young Master Yan looked at her with a tender smile.

Zhu Qianying felt this conversation was becoming unbearable. Let alone chatting for half an hour, just half a minute more and she would likely be sickened by Yan’s words!

"Alright, alright, Young Master Yan, could you not look at me like that? Just be your usual self, cool when you should be cool, stern when you should be stern, and stop showing me that disgusting grin, I can’t stand it!"

Saying so, Zhu Qianying climbed onto the bed, consciously moving to the center and leaning on the bed.

Young Master Yan didn’t respond to her protest, leaving her unsure whether it was because he accepted her suggestion or intended to continue with his actions, regardless.

Both of them were reclining on the bed under the same blanket, sitting back quietly, not making any inappropriate movements.

Even though they were both at the prime of their youth and legally married, just laying under a blanket and chatting felt odd.

However, when it came to these two, it wasn’t strange at all.

"Does the wound still hurt?"

After finally climbing onto the bed, Young Master Yan’s topic of conversation turned particularly innocent and careful.

The man who had been joking around moments ago seemed like a figment of Zhu Qianying’s imagination.

"As long as I’m careful and don’t strain the surrounding muscles, it doesn’t hurt much."

Zhu Qianying also put down her guard and answered seriously.

"Qin Xiu is hosting a party at his new house this Saturday, will that be okay for you?"

Qin Xiu had moved to the seaside villa and because Zhu Qianying was injured, he postponed the party date by a week.

"No problem. Anyway, I am only responsible for eating."

Zhu Qianying was just joking. As a host, Qin Xiu would definitely not let her, a guest, work. Of course, she just had to enjoy the party.

Young Master Yan sighed in relief. Inviting her to the party was just an excuse. His main objective was to have her and their baby boy go see the villa that he specifically had Qin Xiu save for them.

Both of them were casually chatting under the blanket and didn’t converse about any important matters. Instead, their conversation revolved around trivial issues.

For example, Zhu Qianying talked about buying suspender jeans for their baby boy from an online store, Yan moved to see the pictures. Then he mentioned that their son was so handsome that even if he wore clothes that only cost dozens of Yuan, he could still give off the vibe of a thousand-dollar branded outfit.

Zhu Qianying was speechless at his narcissism and arrogance but had to agree that their precious son indeed looked elite even when dressed in street stall clothes. This is why looks mattered more than the clothes one wore.

Talking about their son, Young Master Yan mentioned that when he was little, he used to wear custom-made military uniforms gifted by his grandfather, which made him look upright and heroic.

Zhu Qianying quietly imagined what Young Master Yan, at five or six years old, would’ve looked like in his mini military uniform. It wasn’t too hard to imagine, as their son looked very similar to Young Master Yan, all she had to do was to visualize her son’s face on Young Master Yan’s childhood body.

"Do you want to see? I will find it for you next time!" Young Master Yan took the initiative.

Zhu Qianying grumbled, firmly denying.

"No, after all, if I picture our son in a military uniform, wouldn’t that be what you looked like at that time!"

Young Master Yan smiled, and the two continued their disjointed conversation without any awkward silence.

Even Zhu Qianying almost forgot about their 30-minute deal until Young Master Yan left of his own accord. Only then did Zhu Qianying realize that half an hour had passed so quickly.

"I have to work tomorrow, and I probably won’t be able to send you home. Once you’re home, call or text me."

Young Master Yan stood beside the bed, adjusting his clothes while instructing Zhu Qianying.

"Alright..."

Zhu Qianying obediently complied, as she understood that during this special period, letting him know was to ensure safety rather than being overly concerned.

After Young Master Yan adjusted his clothes, he bent over, his hand resting on the bed, leaned in and gave her a soft kiss on her lips, "Be good, goodnight!"

Before Zhu Qianying could resist, Young Master Yan straightened up, strode over to the other side of the bed, and also gave a peck on the lips of his sleeping son.

But the way he looked at their son, despite being gentle, was very different from when he was looking at Zhu Qianying.

Zhu Qianying watched him move their son carefully back to the center of the bed, and certain emotions began to slowly swell in her chest...

...

The next day, Zhu Qianying and Chen Jing were driven home by the Yan Family’s driver. A few streets away from their apartment, Zhu Qianying suddenly asked the driver to drive to the shop to take a look.

Construction of the shop was nearing completion. Since Uncle Hai had been overseeing the process, the project was almost a week ahead of the initial estimated timeline.

The license, which was outsourced for handling to the lease department of Yanhuang Group, had already been processed a few days earlier. Once the shop was finished being decorated, aired out a bit, and preparation for the opening materials and promotional content done, they just needed to pick the right day to open for business.

The car stopped outside the shop. The interior was being spray-painted so the smell was quite strong. Zhu Qianying and Chen Jing stayed outside the shop to watch.

"Mom, when do you plan to open for business?"

"I want to consider your and Xiao Yu’s opinions." Chen Jing was now putting her daughter and grandson first in everything.

However, Zhu Qianying said, "Mom, this is your restaurant, you should make the decision."

Even though her mother was already in her forties, it was not too late to start a business.

Plus, ever since Zhu Qianying decided to bravely deal with her feelings for Young Master Yan, she sometimes wondered if she and Young Master Yan got back together, would her mother feel lonely on her own?

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