The mistress has no feelings, why do you provoke her?

Gu Huaizhou's words were cut off, leaving him feeling extremely frustrated, but he still had to put on a smile, his mood incredibly irritable.

Thinking that his three-year term had expired, he was still stuck in the same position as the Commander of the Capital Garrison.

If he doesn't achieve any political achievements this year, he might be demoted.

He had already planned his path; if all else failed, he would pull some strings. He had his eye on a lucrative post: Provincial Surveillance Commissioner.

His main tasks were to inspect various circuits, assess the administration of officials, and oversee criminal law matters in various prefectures and counties.

This job is easy and lucrative; wherever he goes, people treat him like royalty.

Good wine and good food aside, the most important thing is that you get so many red envelopes that you can't hold them all.

Otherwise, with his meager monthly salary, when would he ever get ahead?

During the meal, Gu Huaizhou and Song Jinshu toasted each other warmly, with Gu Huaizhou calling Song Jinshu "Big Brother" repeatedly in a very affectionate manner.

Song Wenjun wore a faint smile on her face, but inwardly she was sneering.

Hypocrite, despicable person.

If he had no demands, why would he be so humble and ingratiating?

It must be related to his position; he's thinking of getting Song Jinshu to pay for his official appointment.

Seeing that Song Wenjun was doing well, Song Jinshu naturally treated Gu Huaizhou with a smile as well. His biggest flaw was that he was soft-hearted.

For his sister, he could endure anything and was willing to do anything.

Fortunately, Gu Huaizhou was very concerned about his reputation, so even if he wanted to, he wouldn't ask Song Jinshu. Instead, he asked Song Wenjun to ask.

Therefore, although the two were very friendly during the meal, Song Wenjun did not say anything.

When the banquet was almost over, Song Wenjun said, "Brother, if you keep drinking, how will you face Yan Yan when you're all drunk?"

Hearing her reminder, Song Jinshu hurriedly put down her wine glass and nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, we can't drink anymore."

Seeing that he was enjoying his drink, Gu Huaizhou stopped.

“Yes, yes, let’s go see the child, brother, please…”

Seeing that he was about to follow, Song Wenjun stopped him, feigning anger, and said, "Don't follow us. There are still guests here. It would be too impolite to leave the guests here while the hosts leave."

Upon hearing this, Gu Huaizhou could only stop and say, "Alright, you take your brother to see the child first, I'll be there shortly."

"Okay, please take good care of the guests."

After speaking with him, Song Wenjun led Song Jinshu, Madam Min, and the two children to the backyard.

Little Yuwan was born fair and tender, and chubby.

Smelling like a baby, Song Wenjun couldn't resist the chubby baby's allure and hugged her tightly, kissing her repeatedly.

Seeing this, Madam Min couldn't help but chuckle: "If you like daughters, have another one in a couple of years."

Song Wenjun's smile faltered slightly: "...We'll talk about it later."

Women are the most sensitive, and when Min Shi heard Song Wenjun say this, her heart skipped a beat.

In the past, her eyes would always light up when Gu Huaizhou was mentioned.

But today she noticed that although Song Wenjun didn't seem to be interacting with Gu Huaizhou on the surface, she seemed to be intentionally distancing herself from him.

She suppressed her doubts, thinking she would ask Song Wenjun when she had time if they had quarreled.

Song Yulin was at a lively and active age, curious about everything in the mansion, constantly asking Song Wenjun what this was and what that was.

His little head was full of curiosity.

Song Wenjun answered every question with great patience.

Madam Min couldn't stand it anymore and said, "You child, aren't you afraid of bothering your aunt with all your questions?"

"No way, Auntie loves me the most." After saying that, he looked at Song Wenjun and saw her hugging and kissing her younger sister non-stop. He immediately became unhappy: "Women are so fickle. One second she said she liked me, and now she's hugging and kissing her younger sister non-stop."

Song Wenjun was both amused and exasperated upon hearing this, and quickly leaned down to kiss Song Yulin on the cheek: "Both of your aunts like it."

"Hehe, that's more like it."

Xiao Yulin was feeling smug when, in the next second, his little sister grabbed his hair with her chubby little hand.

He cried out and quickly covered his head, feigning fear: "I'm your own brother, how could you do this to me?"

Little Yuwan giggled twice and put her chubby little hand in her mouth, eating with great relish.

The group chatted and laughed all the way to Qiufeng Courtyard, where Xiaotao was already waiting to greet them at the entrance.

She was born into the Song family and raised there from a young age.

Therefore, when they saw Song Jinshu and Madam Min, they were very friendly: "Master, Madam, Young Master, Young Miss."

Xiao Tao greeted them all, her eyes brimming with the same enthusiasm as Song Wenjun's.

Song Jinshu nodded in satisfaction and praised her, "Xiao Tao, you did a great job."

Along the way, he heard Song Wenjun talk about how Xiao Tao protected him and was loyal to him.

Madam Min smiled gently, "Wenjun was just praising you, and now that I see you, you really are capable of handling things on your own."

Xiao Tao blushed: "Protecting Miss is my duty."

As the group entered the house, they were greeted by a sweet fragrance that carried a faint milky scent.

"Wow, he's so tiny." Song Yulin ran to the bedside to look at the little guy lying on the bed, his face full of curiosity. He reached out to touch Gu Jinyan, but the other person grabbed his fingers.

Song Yulin said with a surprised look, "Look, he likes me."

Song Yuwan also stretched out her little hands towards Gu Jinyan, making cooing noises, as if she also wanted to hug her little brother.

"You look so good, just like you." Song Jinshu's eyes were slightly red as she looked at Gu Jinyan and then at Song Wenjun, her emotions running high.

By their generation, the Song family had few descendants.

Therefore, he cherished these children very much.

This is also part of the Song family bloodline.

Song Wenjun felt a pang of sadness; it was truly wonderful to see such a scene again.

"Big brother, let's cut off Jin Yan's hair." She handed over a pair of scissors wrapped in red cloth. Song Jinshu responded and took them, then pinched a strand of Gu Jin Yan's hair and carefully cut it off.

Xiao Tao hurriedly stepped forward, wrapped the baby hair with red thread, and put it away.

After finishing all that, Song Wenjun said to Song Jinshu, "Brother, I have something to tell you."

Seeing her serious expression, Song Jinshu chuckled softly, "What's wrong that makes you so nervous?"

"Brother, please don't give me any more money in the future."

"Why?" Song Jinshu was completely puzzled. "With my help, you can have a better life. Isn't that a good thing?"

For him, taking care of Song Wenjun was no longer a responsibility, but a habit.

Whenever Song Wenjun asked, he would run errands for her without hesitation.

He was willing to spend more money.

Song Wenjun couldn't tell Song Jinshu the truth, because once her brother found out, he would definitely confront Gu Huaizhou.

He was just a merchant; how could he possibly fight against an official?

Therefore, Song Wenjun wanted to put an end to his idea: "I am now married and have a husband. If outsiders find out that I still rely on my family for support, they will think that the Marquis's mansion has fallen on hard times. I appreciate your kindness, brother, but I have grown up and am no longer that little girl who only knows how to cry..."

Song Jinshu stared blankly at Song Wenjun for a long time before finally managing a faint smile: "Junjun, you've grown up."