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A hand with distinct knuckles reached out, and Lao Fang immediately handed the medical kit to Wenren Chen.

Wenren Chen mentioned it, and with his arm around Zhou Yi's waist, they entered the old house.

Zhou Yi hurriedly said, "Sir, let me carry it."

My husband was feeling unwell just now, so we can't let him do anything.

Wenren Chen said, "I'll propose it."

He looked at her; in the night, her clear eyes were filled with worry, and because of that slight moisture, they looked watery.

Wenren Chen tightened his grip on her slender waist and said, "No need."

I turned my gaze to the front, suppressing the uncontrollable restlessness in my heart.

Some things are better left untouched; once touched, they spiral out of control.

His self-control is becoming increasingly weak.

March is his limit.

Zhou Yi carefully examined Wenren Chen's face and could not see anything unusual about him, so he felt a little relieved.

She looked at the medical kit; it wasn't heavy, thankfully.

The two entered the old house, but gradually, Zhou Yi realized that something was wrong.

There are servants.

This was the first time she had seen the maid when she came home at night since she and her husband started living in the same room.

What... happened?

Zhou Yi's first thought was that something was wrong, so she quickly stopped a maid and asked, "Is there something you need? Why are you all here tonight?"

The maid bowed her head respectfully and replied, "It's nothing, young mistress."

"what……"

Are you alright?

that……

Zhou Yi wanted to ask what was going on with them, but before she could speak, Wenren Chen led her to the Ink Garden.

Zhou Yi looked at Wenren Chen, "Sir, they...they're all here tonight..."

Wenren Chen's expression remained unchanged, as if unaware of the anomaly: "Hmm."

Zhou Yi was stunned.

Sir...don't you think there's a problem?

Zhou Yi looked around. They were heading towards the Ink Garden, and they could see servants along the way.

They were busy with their own things and hadn't rested yet.

Is... really okay?

Still worried, Zhou Yi stopped another servant and asked, "Is the old lady resting?"

She just checked the time; it was a little past eight, not yet nine.

At this time, the old lady is probably washing up and resting.

At this time, Yu Yu would usually be asleep.

The maid replied, "Young mistress, not yet."

"What about the young master?"

"The young master is playing."

Zhou Yi was stunned.

Yu Yu is playing. Is Yu Yu still awake?

So, is it because Yu Yu and the old lady haven't rested yet, that the servants are still here?

Gradually, Zhou Yi understood and said, "Okay, thank you."

The servant bowed and left.

Zhou Yi said to Wenren Chen, "Sir, let's wash up first, and then we'll go see Yu Yu."

She and her husband had just returned from the hospital and couldn't go directly to see Yuyu.

They packed up and went.

Yu Yu is definitely waiting for them.

Wenren Chen looked at the person who had become anxious in an instant and said, "Hmm."

The two returned to Mo Garden. Zhou Yi asked Wenren Chen to wash up first while she tidied herself up.

Wenren Chen said, "Go wash up, I'll go wash up next door."

Zhou Yi paused for a moment, then understood what he meant. It would be faster for them to wash separately at the same time than for one to wash first and the other to wash later, thus saving time.

Zhou Yi said, "Okay, sir."

After saying that, she went to the dressing room to pack her change of clothes. She first packed Wenren Chen's clothes for him, and then packed her own.

A short while later, she took her clothes and went to the bathroom.

Wenren Chen watched as the bathroom door closed and the sound of water came out. He picked up the clothes she had arranged, his knuckles tightening, and left the master bedroom to go to the adjacent bedroom to wash up.

Cangyuan.

The nursery.

At this time on weekdays, the lights in the nursery would be off long ago, and the little one would be asleep.

But the lights are still on here tonight, and the little guy is being held by Aunt Dong and playing with Sheng Mingying.

He didn't want to sleep; he was waiting for Zhou Yi to come and sleep with him.

It was agreed upon.

Sheng Mingying played with the little one, who babbled and was full of energy.

He showed no sign of wanting to sleep.

Sheng Mingying knew what the little guy was thinking; he wanted to wait for Zhou Yi to come and keep him company.

The little thing is very clever.

Aunt Qi came in from outside and came to Sheng Mingying's side, smiling as she said, "Madam, the Sixth Young Master and the Young Mistress are back."

"Oh my god!"

As soon as Qi's mother spoke, the little guy immediately waved the toy in his hand, very excited.

Clearly, he understood.

Sheng Mingying smiled and said, "Yuyu knows that Zhou Yi's mother and father are back, right?"

The little guy waved his toy even more excitedly, shouting, "Mommy! Mommy!"

Sheng Mingying smiled, her face crinkling with wrinkles, and said, "Okay, okay, our Yuyu understands. Yuyu, just wait a minute, Zhou Yi's mom and dad will be here soon."

Aunt Qi said, "Sixth Young Master and Young Mistress went back to Mo Garden to wash up first."

Sheng Mingying nodded and said to the little guy, "Zhou Yi's mom and dad just came back from the hospital and need to wash up. They'll come over when they're done."

"Let's wait a little while, okay?"

The little one grinned happily and said, "Yay~ Mommy yay~"

His big eyes were fixed on the door, filled with expectant light.

Children need their parents. Even if grandparents are around, the roles of parents are irreplaceable.

Looking at the little guy, Sheng Mingying had a satisfied smile on her face. Zhou Yi was a good wife.

Mo Garden.

Zhou Yi quickly washed up and tidied herself up before coming out. Wenren Chen was not in the bedroom; her husband probably hadn't finished washing up yet.

Zhou Yi picked up her phone to check the time; it was almost nine o'clock.

It is late.

Immediately, she took her phone and went outside.

But as soon as the door opened, she stepped forward and instantly bumped into a warm chest.

Zhou Yi took a step back, and a strong arm landed on her waist and back, gently pulling her into his arms.

Zhou Yi was a little dazed by the impact, but when she leaned against his chest, enveloped by the rich scent of sandalwood, she regained her senses.

She looked up at the person embracing her and asked, "Sir, are you done washing?"

As she spoke, Zhou Yi looked at him. He was no longer wearing the shirt and trousers he wore during the day, but the casual light-colored loungewear she had prepared for him.

His long-sleeved shirt and trousers, with their loose cut, made him appear much gentler.

Wenren Chen held the person in his arms, her long, ink-black curly hair falling all over his arm, soft and silky, brushing against his heart.

His gaze fell on her flushed face, which was fair with a rosy glow, so tender that you wanted to devour her whole.

He twitched his fingertips slightly, a turbulent undercurrent surging in his eyes: "Yes, let's go."

"it is good."

The two left the Ink Garden and headed straight for the Azure Garden.

Servants could be seen all along the way, which was quite different from usual.

Zhou Yi was finding it somewhat difficult to adapt.

However, the thought of seeing the little one soon brought a smile to her face, a warm grin spreading across her cheeks.

She didn't call the little one; there was no need to. She and her husband went directly to surprise the little one.

The night was still, and Qishan was shrouded in deep darkness. The old house was brightly lit, and a peaceful and warm atmosphere surrounded it.

"Oh my god!"

"Yuyu can't wait, right? Wait a little longer, Zhou Yi's mom and dad are on their way~"

"Oh my god! Mommy!"

"Hehehe, Grandma knows, Yuyu misses Zhouyi's mom. Wait, let's wait a bit, it'll be soon~"

Zhou Yi and Wenren Chen arrived at Cangyuan Garden. The two went upstairs and before they even reached the nursery, they heard a sound coming from ahead.

In an instant.