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Chapter 809: A Little Temperamental

Chapter 809: Chapter 809: A Little Temperamental

That evening’s dining table featured Borscht Soup, Scrambled Eggs with Tomato, and a Cheese Tomato.

Uninformed, Zhu Qianying picked up her chopsticks, glanced over the dishes on the table, and smilingly asked if today was Tomato Festival.

"Mommy, these tomatoes were picked by my sister and me from Grandma Qiao’s courtyard."

Zhu Qianying raised her eyebrows, "Grandma Qiao?"

Having been here for a few days, she was certain this was the first time she heard this name.

The Yan Family matriarch hurriedly explained, "That’s our neighbour a few hundred meters to the east. This morning, your father and I took baby boy and little little to visit them."

Only then did Zhu Qianying realize that such a person existed, "I thought the people around here didn’t know each other!"

"Mommy, you should try them, these tomatoes are especially delicious!"

baby boy stood on the chair and reached out to give Zhu Qianying a piece of tomato.

Learning that her children had picked them together, even the most ordinary tomato tasted exceptional to Zhu Qianying.

"How is it? Isn’t it really delicious?" baby boy tilted his head to look at her, eyes brimming with anticipation.

"Mmm, it’s very delicious!" Zhu Qianying chewed on the tomato in her mouth, savoring it, while nodding vigorously to agree.

"Mommy, can we also have several plots for vegetables when we go back, please?"

He had already discussed this with Yan Bo and his wife, so asking now was probably out of respect for Zhu Qianying’s opinion.

Zhu Qianying liked the idea, as it would allow them to eat pure and natural vegetables and fruits, and it would get baby boy and little little more hands-on experience, killing two birds with one stone.

"Sure, we can have a piece at room temperature and one in a greenhouse."

baby boy didn’t quite understand the difference between a greenhouse and room-temperature vegetable plots. Zhu Qianying enlightened him, and he immediately turned to his father, shaking his hand and acting coquettishly.

"Daddy, can we have a big greenhouse vegetable pavilion and several plots at room temperature?" Clearly, he knew that the execution relied on Daddy.

"Baby, of course there’s no problem!" Eldest Young Master Yan confidently assured, thumping his chest.

Not to mention several vegetable plots, he would probably agree even if his son and daughter wanted to start a farm.

In any case, the Yan Family garden was huge. And if not, they could rent pieces of land outside; fulfilling the children’s requests was as easy as flipping a hand.

Therefore, baby boy happily started discussing with little little.

However, this type of communication was only understandable to the two of them because the adults could only hear seemingly random single words coming from little little. Even if they couldn’t catch on to the conversation, baby boy seemed to understand perfectly.

In the following days, baby boy and little little were very eager to visit the Qiao Family, with baby boy solemnly claiming to be on a quest for knowledge.

The siblings were incredibly endearing, and Mr. and Mrs. Qiao grew very fond of them. Learning that the siblings also wanted to start their garden, Madam Qiao imparted all her tricks to the Yan Family matriarch.

Zhu Qianying’s work was progressing smoothly. What was originally projected to take at least half a month to complete was all finished in ten days.

On the last day, Du Zhong and his studio staff invited Zhu Qianying to dinner, where they inevitably drank wine.

Zhu Qianying wasn’t a newcomer to the social scene, and she always handled socialization and communication adeptly.

Before returning to her country, she had a pretty good tolerance for alcohol.

Later, because she wanted to have children, she abstained from alcohol for a while, and after little little was born, Yan Bo was similarly very attentive to her diet. So, all in all, she hadn’t touched alcohol for almost two years.

She forgot that tolerance could diminish, and though she was quite generous with her drinking during the meal, by the time she left the dining room, although she could still walk in a straight line, her vision was a bit blurry.

She inwardly cursed her luck but felt fortunate that she had agreed to let Young Master Yan come to pick her up.

When she vaguely saw the car parked at the entrance was the Yan Family’s, she waved to Du Zhong and the other staff members who came out with her, and after hugging each person goodbye, she bent over to open the co-pilot’s door.

As soon as she got into the car, she saw Young Master Yan frowning at her.

She was pulling on the seat belt while explaining, "Isn’t it normal to hug goodbye on the last day?"

She just assumed that Young Master Yan was jealous again.

Young Master Yan said nothing, just stared at the seat belt in her hands that she struggled to fasten for quite a while.

After explaining, Zhu Qianying saw that he still remained silent, and with the seat belt still being uncooperative, she grew a bit annoyed.

"Help me fasten it, will you..."

Her tone, her manner, was exactly like the baby boy’s when he acted spoiled.

Young Master Yan was directly amused and irritated, he chuckled coldly with the corner of his lips curled up, leaned over, and rather forcefully grabbed the seat belt from her hands and "snap" fastened it.

"You think you’re so capable now, huh!"

After a cold snort, Young Master Yan straightened up and abruptly started the car.

The unprepared Zhu Qianying lurched forward, thankfully she had fastened the seat belt, or else her forehead would have kissed the windshield.

Zhu Qianying was also getting angry. Was it just a hug? She didn’t believe that he, during social interactions in public, wouldn’t hug a foreigner if he met one?

Indeed, anyone involved in major affairs couldn’t be so prudish in social settings.

Young Master Yan was driving with furrowed brows and pursed lips, and even without looking at him, Zhu Qianying could feel the low pressure emanating from him.

This kind of situation used to occur often when she first got to know him, but in the past two years, he had always been very gentle and tolerant of her, speaking softly as if afraid to frighten her.

But now, he wore a deadpan expression because of a few hugs. Was it necessary?

Wasn’t it all just for work? Why did it seem like she really wanted those hugs?

The more Zhu Qianying thought about it, the angrier she became, coupled with the wine slowly taking effect, making her head a tangled mess, her consciousness blurring.

Forget it, no point in thinking about it, let him be angry if he wants to be.

Thinking like this, Zhu Qianying simply closed her eyes and leaned her head back against the chair pretending to sleep.

Originally, she just wanted to close her eyes and act aloof to have Young Master Yan reflect on himself.

But little did she know, once she closed her eyes, the effects of the alcohol became even stronger, and eventually, she had no idea when she fell asleep.

All she knew was that after she fell asleep, she had a dream that was incredibly torturous to endure.

First there was an unbearable heat throughout her body, followed by the sensation of being thrown into a cold river. She could swim, but in the dream, the feeling of drowning was excruciatingly clear and intense.

Moreover, besides the sensation of drowning, there were various other feelings she found hard to articulate, as if she had done many indescribable things, experiencing the extreme pleasure from valley depths to mountain peaks in an instant.

She felt cold one moment and hot the next; in short, all sorts of indescribable tastes tormented the dreaming her terribly.

In her daze, she was relieved, thankful that it was just a dream, for if such intensity and difficulty were real, she probably would have been tormented to death.

And the one tormenting her in the dream was none other than the Eldest Young Master Yan, who had been cold-faced since picking her up!

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