Only after going upstairs and watching Qi Yue's departing figure did Duan Ye finally breathe a sigh of relief.

At least they've temporarily accomplished one of their goals in coming here.

Qi Yue can't be dragged on like this any longer; she'll be worn down to death. She should receive treatment as soon as possible.

Furthermore, Chen Manhua mentioned that Qi Yue had intended to say something to her that day, but didn't get a chance to say anything...

Duan Ze originally wanted to wait for Qi Yue to come out and then take her away, but in the end he listened to Duan Ye's words.

Nanxing is very suspicious, so she was able to calm down quickly after this incident.

Next, Duan Ye needs to step in and completely remove Qi Yue from the picture.

Back in his room, Duan Ye was finally able to lie down and take a short nap.

However, his phone soon rang. He glanced at it and saw it was a screenshot from Duan Zefa, from Nanxing's WeChat Moments.

The photo on his WeChat Moments was a picture of him and Nanxing in bed.

Those photos must have been taken this morning, and the captions were quite ambiguous: "We're classmates, childhood sweethearts, lovers, and people we'll spend the rest of our lives with."

Nanxing hadn't blocked anyone, and Duan Ye checked his own phone; it was the same.

It was as if she wanted to proclaim to the whole world that he was hers, Nanxing.

That was true in the past, that is true now, and that will be true in the future.

Duan Ye's brow twitched. Although he had been prepared, he still felt extremely uncomfortable. His first thought was of Luo Qingyuan; he wondered how she was feeling right now...

But there was nothing they could do; they couldn't wait much longer.

Soon, Duan Ye's phone rang; it was Ding Yifen.

As soon as the call connected, Ding Yifen became extremely anxious: "Xiao Ye, you...you've suffered some kind of blow? How could you suddenly...how can you do this to Qing Yuan? What's wrong with you? You need to break up with that crazy woman right now!"

Duan Sheng angrily rebuked, "Duan Ye, if you're with Nan Xing, don't ever come back! The Duan family will pretend we don't have a son like you!!!"

Ding Yifen: "Oh dear, Duan Sheng, can't you talk to your son properly? He must have his own reasons... But whatever his reasons are, Xiao Ye, where are you? Mom's coming to find you..."

You need to think about Luoluo and Chenchen!

"You're a father now, how could you do such a thing?"

Just as Duan Ye was about to speak, the call was abruptly cut off.

On the other end of the phone.

Duan Sheng: "What else is there to say? The photos have already been released. How shameless... Where do I put my old face?"

Duan Sheng was hoping they would remarry soon and bring the child over, but now, forget about remarrying, even the grandparents are embarrassed to see their grandchildren.

Ding Yifen really couldn't understand what had happened and how things had turned out this way.

Duan Sheng didn't understand either, but they all knew they would never acknowledge Nanxing!

Duan Ye stood at the window for a while until Aunt Zhang came to invite him: "Sir, Madam invites you to come downstairs for a meal."

Duan Ye snapped out of his daze, glanced at the time, and realized it was already past noon; he had been standing there for almost two hours.

Finally, Duan Ye went downstairs.

The table was laden with food, but it didn't look appetizing to Duan Ye.

Nanxing excitedly picked up a piece of pork rib for him: "Here, have a taste. I've been learning how to make this for a long time."

So Duan Ye smiled and took a bite, while Nan Xing looked at him expectantly.

Duan Ye chewed twice, then spat it out under Nan Xing's expectant gaze.

Nanxing's face immediately darkened again, and Aunt Zhang watched in horror.

Nanxing: "What do you mean?"

Duan Ye frowned: "It's too salty and too tough, I can't chew it. Who made this? This chef is terrible, fire him."

Nanxing remained silent with a gloomy face.

Aunt Zhang spoke tremblingly, "Sir, this was made by Madam herself."

Duan Ye was surprised: "Huh? You made this? I'm so sorry, I thought it was the same chef from yesterday, and I even said his skills weren't very good..."

Aunt Zhang's lips twitched: "Sir, you said yesterday that you wanted to eat something made by Madam herself, so the chef didn't come today."

Qi Yue was originally supposed to prepare the dishes, but she was also sent away.

Nanxing's expression was unpredictable, and she looked like she was about to explode in anger at any moment. Duan Ye quickly picked up a piece of green vegetable and said, "Hmm, the taste is still okay."

After saying that, Duan Ye even mercifully put some food on her plate as well: "You should try some too."

Nanxing's expression finally improved a bit: "Well, I haven't cooked much while you were away, so my cooking skills may have deteriorated a bit. I'll practice more and cook for you from now on."

Duan Ye smiled broadly: "Okay, thank you."

Nanxing laughed, her gaze fixed on him: "Your way of addressing me is too formal. I am your wife, why don't you call me 'wife'?"

Nanxing's gaze seemed to see right through Duan Ye, as if she would never trust him again if he couldn't give her a satisfactory answer.

Duan Ye just smiled and said, "My parents just called me. They said they saw your post on WeChat Moments and that I'm sorry to Qing Yuan. They also said that I'm a father now and I'm still so inconsiderate. Who is Qing Yuan? Whose father am I? Do we even have children?"

With each question Duan Ye asked, Nanxing's expression grew colder.

Aunt Zhang stared wide-eyed in astonishment. Had she... stumbled upon some juicy gossip?

Nanxing glanced at Aunt Zhang: "You can go down now."

Aunt Zhang responded and quickly left.

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