After transmigrating, I became a mother of three?!

It was unclear how much time had passed, but Lu Yun finally smiled with satisfaction after Tang Min rewrote the lyrics two or three more times.

"Alright, that's enough for today," Lu Yun said, putting away Tang Min's artwork, rolling it up, and holding it in her hand.

Tang Min looked at her master's actions and tilted her head, "Master, this is still a half-finished product, what are you going to do with it?"

Lu Yun smiled and patted Tang Min's head, "Keep them as souvenirs. More and more people will ask you to write for them in the future, and even your master will probably have to wait in line. Why not save a few more now?"

Lu Yun was not joking. With Tang Min's current calligraphy skills, it would not be an exaggeration to call him the youngest calligrapher of our time.

Tang Min raised her chin, her face showing a hint of pride after being praised. She clenched her fist to cheer herself up, "Thank you for the praise, Master. I'm full of energy now."

The master and apprentice tidied up the items on the table, then left the study hand in hand.

The sound of frogs croaking and leaves rustling outside the door, along with the exceptionally round Mid-Autumn Festival moon, made the courtyard incredibly tranquil.

After Tang Min escorted Lu Yun back to the room arranged for her by the Zeng family, she returned to her own room with the help of a maid.

Two weeks of practice have finally come to an end today, and she can finally relax and get a good night's sleep.

Everyone else in the villa seemed to be asleep, but Tang Min's room was still brightly lit.

After washing up, Tang Min came out of the bathroom, stretched, and yawned.

She almost fell asleep while taking a bath. If she hadn't set an alarm beforehand, she might have been woken up by the cold water in the tub.

Exhausted both physically and mentally today, Tang Min only did a simple skincare routine before going to bed.

"Um"

A deep male voice rang out.

Tang Min jumped up from the bed, clutching her pajamas and looking at the bed in panic.

"Who?"

"Minmin, you're back," Zeng Yunchen mumbled, his eyes still half-closed.

Tang Min took a pillow and hit Zeng Yunchen's sleeping spot, saying, "What are you doing here? Get up and go back to your own room."

God knows how Zeng Yunchen ended up in her room, and who brought him back.

However, no matter how much Tang Min patted him, Zeng Yunchen showed no signs of waking up and continued to sleep soundly, as if what he had just said was just sleep talking.

Tang Min, who was gradually getting tired of fighting, sat on the edge of the bed, baring her teeth as she looked at Zeng Yunchen, angry at his useless appearance. "You, who can't drink much, why did you drink it? You'll get drunk and be dumped here without even knowing it. In the future, if you get sold out, you'll probably still be helping the seller count the money."

But Zeng Yunchen, who was fast asleep, couldn't hear what Tang Min was saying; all he could hear was his own snoring.

Tang Min was furious. She had finally managed to get a good night's sleep, but this guy ruined it. No, she couldn't let it go like this.

She looked around to see what she could use in the room.

It was then that she realized the room was furnished exactly like the one at home; no wonder she had found the bathroom so easily while washing up.

Tang Min thought that Zeng Yunchen might just be nostalgic, and didn't think about it any further.

Suddenly, Tang Min noticed the lipstick on the dressing table, her eyes lit up, and an idea popped into her head.

She bit her lip, stood up, picked up her lipstick, and looked at Zeng Yunchen's face with a mischievous grin. "I'll let you drink, I'll let you sleep in my room, I'll let you sleep so much you can't wake up, hmph hmph hmph."

A moment later, Tang Min looked at her work, smiled with satisfaction, and then left the bedroom and went to the small living room outside.

Regardless of who put Zeng Yunchen in her room, the whole family considered them a couple. However, she simply couldn't accept sleeping in the same bed with a "stranger." Since she couldn't wake Zeng Yunchen, she could only make do with it.

Tang Min sighed and walked helplessly to the sofa, picked up the blanket next to her. She had only been in the old house for a day, and she was so tired. She decided to go to sleep.

The next morning, Tang Min was awakened by a series of knocks on the door.

Dong dong dong

Dong dong dong

Seeing that the person inside did not respond for a long time, the person outside knocked even more urgently.

Tang Min could only lift the blanket, scratch her hair, and sit up. "Who is it?"

“Mom, it’s me, it’s me,” Zeng Chengjing’s energetic voice reached Tang Min’s ears.

Being young is great; you're so energetic so early in the morning.

"Okay, wait a minute," Tang Min replied casually, and walked towards the door.

The moment Tang Min opened the door, she thought she had arrived at a kindergarten, surrounded by the chattering of children.

Zeng Chengxue: "Mom, Grandma told us to call you for dinner."

Zeng Chengyu: "Good morning, Mom."

Kong Ying: "Auntie, when did you come back yesterday? We waited for you in the living room for a long time, but we didn't see you."

What time did she get back yesterday? To be honest, she couldn't remember either. She only remembered that when she got back, everyone else was asleep, so it must have been very late.

Tang Min shook her head, trying to clear her mind. "Why are you all here so early?"

Kong Ying shook her head, mimicking Tang Min, "It's getting late, Auntie, the sun's already high in the sky."

"Yeah, that's it."

"Um"

"Um"

The three children looked at Tang Min and nodded heavily in agreement.

Zeng Chengjing pouted and looked at Tang Min with dissatisfaction, "Mom is biased. She doesn't sleep with us, she only sleeps with Dad."

"what?!"

Tang Min instantly felt like a huge pot was being placed on her head. When did she start sleeping with Zeng Yunchen?

Under Zeng Chengjing's influence, Zeng Chengyu and Zeng Chengxue also began to feel aggrieved, their eyes reddening and their lips pouting.

"How...how did you know that Zeng Yunchen and I were in the same room?" Although she hadn't done anything wrong, the children's reactions made Tang Min feel a little guilty, and she even started to stammer.

"Ah, I know! I know!" Kong Ying shouted excitedly, raising her hand.

"Yes," Yingying said.

“When we came back from the study last night, my uncle was really drunk and kept insisting on going back to find you. Dad brought him back.”

As Tang Min listened to Kong Ying's words, she imagined Zeng Yunchen throwing a tantrum, but she couldn't figure it out. He always seemed to have little emotional fluctuation in front of her.

Yes, we saw it too.

"Dad almost dragged my uncle back with him."

"Grandma and Grandpa tried to persuade her for a long time."

The more the little ones talked, the more embarrassed Tang Min felt. She held her head, unsure how to respond.

With nowhere to vent her frustrations, she could only grit her teeth and endure the unintentional teasing from the children all by herself.

Zeng Chengyu: "Is Dad still not up?"

Upon hearing this, Zeng Chengjing looked at the bedroom in confusion, as he couldn't see his father anywhere. "Dad is such a grown man, and he's still not up. Humph, shame on him."

Seeing that the siblings were about to go inside, Tang Min quickly slammed the door shut. "You go downstairs first, we'll be right down."

The four little ones looked at the door that slammed shut, exchanging bewildered glances, not understanding what had happened to Tang Min.