The Peasant Wife: The Prime Minister's Beloved

Chen Xi felt warm in her heart and almost burst into tears. Her savior had arrived!

The three members of the Ma family looked at each other in bewilderment. These two children actually called Chen Xi "mother"?

This scene undoubtedly caused quite a stir in their hearts.

Xie Tianyi stood not far from the door, his voice gentle but with a hint of unquestionable majesty. He looked through the half-open door, trying to catch the figures of the children in the house. His tone was mixed with helplessness and doting, "Xiaoyang, Xiaochen, come out quickly after apologizing, and don't disturb Sister Chen's meal."

However, Xiaoyang and Xiaochen were not willing to leave easily. There was always endless warmth and security around their mother. Their little hands tightly grasped the corners of Chen Xi's clothes, and their little faces were full of attachment, as if silently declaring: Mother is here, we are not going anywhere.

Xie Tianyi's footsteps paused slightly at the threshold, and a subtle change flashed across his usually calm and composed face.

He seemed to have a premonition that the children had gotten into trouble again, and was about to go in and apologize, but when his eyes fell on Chen Xi who was sitting in the house, his expression changed from initial surprise to curiosity, and finally to a smile of sudden enlightenment.

His reaction was like a delicate emotional drama, perfectly showing a father's tenderness and understanding.

Chen Xi pulled Xiaoyang and Xiaochen over. Her movements were gentle and full of maternal radiance, and her voice was as soft as spring water. "I'm bringing the children here for lunch. I hope it won't disturb you?"

Her eyes were full of inquiry and concern, as if she was worried that her presence would cause inconvenience.

Chen Xi's worries were completely unnecessary. Aunt Hu quickly shook her head upon seeing this, secretly rejoicing in her heart that this family was simply saviors sent by God.

Ma Zhiyong nodded tacitly, with a gleam of understanding in his eyes.

"Come in and eat together. Miss Chen is here too. It's not happy for a family to eat separately."

Ma Zhiyong's words were full of enthusiasm and sincerity. He knew very well that the invitation at this moment was not just a simple meal, but also a return for Chen Xi's life-saving grace.

Xie Tianyi first cast an inquiring look at the two little guys to confirm whether they were willing, and then slowly said, "If you are discussing important matters, it may not be appropriate for me and the children to be here."

His tone was full of respect and consideration, and every word revealed a father's care and thoughtfulness.

Aunt Hu waved her hand, smiling with a generous look, "It's nothing serious. We just want to thank Miss Chen for saving our son. Children, come in, don't be restrained."

Xie Tianyi hesitated for a moment, he looked at Chen Xi, read tacit consent from her eyes, then took the hands of the two little ones, gently opened the door, and walked into the private room specially reserved for Chen Xi.

The door closed lightly, blocking out the noise from the outside world and leaving behind a warm and peaceful environment.

Aunt Hu looked at Xie Tianyi sitting down, feeling mixed emotions.

Thinking back to what I said yesterday in front of Chen Xi's husband, I couldn't help but feel regretful.

To ease the embarrassment, she turned her attention to her two lively and lovely children.

"Children, tell me, how old are you this year?"

Aunt Hu's voice was soft and full of kindness.

Xiaoyang and Xiaochen blinked their bright eyes and answered in unison: "We are three years old!"

Their children's voices are clear and melodious, filled with innocent joy.

Hearing this, Aunt Hu secretly calculated in her heart that Chen Xi should have been married for about four years.

Thinking about how she had rudely asked Chen Xi what she thought of her son, she suddenly felt embarrassed.

Seeing this, Ma Zhiyong broke the silence at the right time, "Waiter!"

He called out loudly to the outside, intending to rearrange the meal for Xie Tianyi and the children. After all, the dishes on the table had already been enjoyed, so how could he let the guests eat leftovers.

The waiter came upon hearing the noise and moved quickly.

Aunt Hu then said to Xie Tianyi, "Mr. Xie, I don't know what you and the children like to eat. Why don't you order a few dishes?"

Xie Tianyi did not refuse. He carefully considered the tastes of Chen Xi and the children, and ordered six dishes that were both novel and in line with everyone's preferences.

Although the people at the table had almost finished their meals, Chen Xi couldn't help but take a few more bites of the new delicacies, with a satisfied smile on his face.

Aunt Hu and Ma Zhiyong exchanged glances and secretly praised that Chen Xi seemed more happy and relaxed in Xie Tianyi's company.

The Ma family of three ate these six dishes with gusto.

During the meal, Aunt Hu spoke less and less, but the conversation between Ma Zhiyong and Xie Tianyi became more and more heated.

As the conversation deepened, Ma Zhiyong increasingly felt the extraordinary qualities of Xie Tianyi.

He talked about what he had seen and heard during his travels, and unexpectedly discovered that this young man, who was only 20 years old, was not only able to understand, but could also come up with unique insights. This made Ma Zhiyong sigh. He thought his boy was already very smart, but he didn't expect there was someone even better.

Ma Jin, who was standing aside, was also unconsciously attracted by the conversation.

He had been working in the escort agency with his father since he was a child, so he naturally had broad knowledge, but the insights he heard from Xie Tianyi were even more profound than what he learned from his father, which made him look at Xie Tianyi with new eyes.

Just when the atmosphere was harmonious, Chen Xi accidentally choked because of his greed for spicy food. Xie Tianyi handed him a cup of tea almost as a conditioned reflex. The tacit understanding that did not require words seemed to have built a wall between the two that was difficult for outsiders to cross.

This scene made Ma Jin feel an indescribable bitterness in his heart.

Perhaps it was because of the time they had spent together that he gradually discovered the beauty of Chen Xi, or perhaps it was because after learning the secret that Chen Xi was a woman, a subtle change occurred in his heart, or perhaps it was Chen Xi's sincere and genuine praise that touched his long-calm heartstrings and aroused layers of ripples.

Ma Jin's eyes unconsciously fell on the opposite side, and saw that while Xie Tianyi was talking to his father, he was also patting Chen Xi's back to help her relieve her discomfort.

He had only seen such a heartwarming scene in his memory when his parents were together, and he couldn't help but feel a little envious and emotional.

He tried hard to conceal his inner turmoil, silently picked up the teacup, but just stared at the tea quietly without drinking it.

Xie Tianyi saw all of this calmly, but no one else noticed.

After the meal, Ma Zhiyong called the waiter to settle the bill, but was politely declined by Ma Zhiyong, "Uncle Ma, don't bother, just put it on my account."

Ma Zhiyong's persistence contained deep gratitude towards Chen Xi. His family all understood that Chen Xi's hospitality was a reward for saving their lives, so how could they let her husband spend money on it?

What's more, he saw the feelings in his son's heart. As a man, he always has to maintain his dignity at such times.

"Uncle Ma, don't be polite to me. Go ahead and tell Third Brother to put it on my account."

Ma Zhiyong's words revealed a firmness that could not be refused.