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Sheng Mingying's old eyes changed in an instant.

He seemed to have suddenly become thirty years younger, full of energy, with his eyes shining brightly.

She looked at Qi's mother, who immediately understood her meaning, lowered her head, and stepped back to leave.

Seeing Zhou Yi's flushed face, Sheng Mingying noticed that Zhou Yi lowered her head, her face and body filled with panic, her hands nervously unsure of what to do with them.

She seemed to have done something shameful and been discovered, and panicked instantly.

Sheng Mingying's smile deepened as she gently took Zhou Yi's hand and asked with utmost affection, "What's wrong? Why are your cheeks so red all of a sudden?"

As if she knew nothing, Sheng Mingying asked questions in a very kind and approachable manner.

Hearing Sheng Mingying's words, Zhou Yi panicked even more.

But she tried her best to remain calm, shaking her head and saying, "No... I'm fine..."

“I…sir…sir must have gone for a morning run.”

Speaking haltingly, Zhou Yi tried her best to appear normal.

no problem.

But she was too honest to hide it at all.

She dared not look at Sheng Mingying at all, and could only look around erratically.

Her already red face turned even redder, the redness extending all the way to the roots of her neck.

Seeing Zhou Yi's appearance, Wenren Teng's face darkened, looking extremely frightening.

That bastard!

They're worse than animals!

Scum!

Wenren Teng was furious, but he couldn't say it. He could only glare at Zhou Yi as if he were glaring at Wenren Chen, wanting to give Wenren Chen a good beating.

The little guy, nestled in Wenren Teng's arms, was surprisingly oblivious to Wenren Teng's anger, despite his usually keen senses.

Because he was looking at Zhou Yi with his big, bright eyes.

He seemed to know something; his eyes sparkled, his little mouth stretched into a wide grin, and he was overjoyed.

"should?"

Sheng Mingying accurately grasped the key words in Zhou Yi's words. Seeing that Zhou Yi didn't dare to look her in the eye, she said, "What's wrong? Didn't you two sleep together last night?"

These blunt words made Zhou Yi's face turn bright red instantly, but she did not forget her duty and could not let the old lady find out that her marriage with her husband was fake.

So she quickly said, "No, no, we sleep together, it's just... it's just that when I finished washing up this morning, I didn't see my husband. I figured he might have gone out for a morning run."

Her little face was full of honesty, telling the truth without a trace of lying.

It's so real, so very real.

Looking at Zhou Yi's adorable appearance—shy and flustered yet still focused on the important matter—Sheng Mingying suppressed a laugh and said, "So that's how it is. I was wondering why you didn't know where Xiao Liu went when you were resting together."

Zhou Yi hurriedly said, "I know, my husband got up before me this morning. When I woke up, he was on the phone outside on the balcony."

He answered all her questions honestly, and Sheng Mingying laughed so hard her eyes disappeared. She was truly a cunning old fox.

She gently patted Zhou Yi's hand and said, "It's nothing, Mom was just asking casually."

Hearing this, Zhou Yi felt relieved.

Then, feeling uneasy, she said, "Mom, should I call my husband now and ask?"

Sheng Mingying said, "No need, Xiao Liu should be out for a morning run. We might run into him soon."

We'll run into each other soon?

Zhou Yi was stunned, not quite understanding the meaning of Sheng Mingying's words.

Sheng Mingying looked at Zhou Yi's flushed face, as red as a red apple, blinked, and said, "Why is your face so red? Are you feeling unwell?"

Talking about other things helped Zhou Yi a little, but Sheng Mingying's words instantly brought back the scene from last night.

She panicked again, and dared not look at Sheng Mingying. She lowered her head and said, "I...I'm fine, it's just...it's a little hot..."

"Yes, it's a bit hot."

Zhou Yi looked around. The sun had already risen, slowly climbing higher into the sky. Sunlight filtered through the leaves and fell on her face, making it feel warm.

Yes.

It's hot.

As she spoke, she wiped the fine sweat from her forehead and temples.

She was really hot, and she was sweating profusely from panic.

Seeing the beads of sweat constantly forming on her forehead, Sheng Mingying tried to suppress her smile and stopped teasing the naive girl, saying, "If it's hot, let's sit down and rest."

"A breeze will cool you down."

As soon as Sheng Mingying said that, the little guy immediately exclaimed, "Ya ya! Ya ya!"

The little one's voice immediately drew Zhou Yi's attention, and she quickly looked at the little one: "What's wrong, Yu Yu?"

The little guy is looking at Sheng Mingying and talking to her.

As he spoke, he pointed with his small hand to a pavilion not far ahead.

He pointed while looking at Zhou Yi.

The meaning is obvious: go sit over there, enjoy the breeze, and take a break.

We can't let Aunt Zhou Yi get too hot.

Seeing the little guy's caring expression towards Zhou Yi, Sheng Mingying smiled and said, "Okay, let's go sit down and rest in the pavilion in front."

The little guy laughed and said to Zhou Yi, "Ya ya~ ya ya~"

Looking at the little guy's face, which showed him so much care, Zhou Yi felt a warmth in her heart and relaxed completely.

Wenren Teng remained silent, but his expression was very unpleasant.

Seeing Zhou Yi's flushed face made me want to punch that bastard Wenren Chen!

"Come on, let's go sit down and rest in the pavilion in front."

Sheng Mingying led Zhou Yi towards the pavilion, while Wenren Teng, suppressing his anger, followed with the little one in his arms. The group went to the pavilion together.

As the group sat down, the servants immediately served tea. Sheng Mingying, in a very good mood, sat on the stone bench, looking at the lush greenery and vibrant life around her, and drank her tea.

I think the tea is particularly good today.

Zhou Yi sat down with Sheng Mingying. She looked at the little guy, who was always watching her.

Once inside the pavilion, he let her sit down. He was relieved when she did, and he grinned at her, clapping his hands.

The little guy's smile instantly dispelled Zhou Yi's tension and panic.

However, seeing Wenrenteng holding the little one, Zhou Yi said, "Dad, I'm sitting down now. Let me hold Yuyu for a while."

"You've been holding me like this for so long, it must be tiring."

The little guy is quite heavy; he's not only taller than the average child, but he also weighs more.

Wenren Teng couldn't keep carrying it like that.

Wenren Teng was suppressing his anger, and when Zhou Yi spoke up, he immediately said, "Why are you hugging me? If anyone should be hugging someone, it should be that unfilial son Wenren Chen!"

These words infuriated Zhou Yi, who was stunned.

But it was clear that Wenren Teng was not angry at Zhou Yi, but at Wenren Chen.

Sheng Mingying frowned; the tea in her hand no longer tasted good.

She put down her teacup and looked at Wenren Teng with displeasure: "You better shut up."

As soon as Sheng Mingying spoke, Wenren Teng's anger was suppressed like Sun Wukong being suppressed by the Buddha's palm, and he was instantly unable to flare up.

However, when he looked at Sheng Mingying, he saw a face that showed he was very displeased with Wenren Chen.

The meaning is very clear.

Wenren Chen did something worse than an animal, so he wanted to teach him a lesson.

Sheng Mingying said, "You haven't been to the research institute much lately, have you? Shouldn't you be going to the research institute soon?"