Duan Ye quickly returned home with the child. Luo Qingyuan had been home for a while, and the family's cook had already prepared the meal.

Luo Qingyuan: "Quick, wash your hands and eat!"

The two children were quickly taken to wash their hands by the nanny, while Luo Qingyuan walked to the door and, as she had done countless times before, personally took off his coat. No servant dared to come forward to take it.

So Luo Qingyuan hung them up herself.

Duan Ye turned around and kissed her cheek.

"Thank you, honey."

Luo Qingyuan smiled and said, "You're welcome."

The household staff hadn't changed much; the housekeeper was still Yang Li, but a few new ones had arrived, since there were now more people in the household.

Ding Yifen and Duan Sheng often come to see the child on weekends. With increased demand, they naturally can't be careless.

Therefore, Luo Qingyuan asked Yang Li to select a few more obedient servants.

After the food was served, the nanny naturally served the children food, while Duan Ye only cared about Luo Qingyuan.

As he served her food, he said, "She was executed today."

So, Luo Qingyuan looked at him and asked, "Are you feeling unwell?"

Duan Ye: "I'm not happy, but I'm relieved."

Luo Qingyuan was silent for a while, then said, "Let's go sweep the graves tomorrow."

Duan Ye thought of his grandmother and realized he should indeed go and tell her the news.

So Duan Ye nodded: "Yes, let's take the children with us. They haven't met their grandmother in all these years."

Luo Qingyuan smiled and said, "Let's go our separate ways."

Duan Ye immediately put down his chopsticks and bowl: "Huh? Wife, don't you want me anymore?"

The nanny feeding the children smiled secretly, and the two children blinked their big eyes at them.

This made Luo Qingyuan a little embarrassed, and her face inexplicably turned red.

"No, you should go see her. It's been quite a few years."

Moreover, it's estimated that no one has visited Ye Nuan's grave in recent years.

Although they reunited in Kyoto earlier this year, they both tacitly ignored their wedding anniversary because it was the anniversary of the death of someone important to them.

Duan Ye suddenly realized who Luo Qingyuan was talking about and fell silent.

"you..."

He was about to speak when Luo Qingyuan interrupted him: "Respect for the dead is paramount."

After saying that, Luo Qingyuan looked at the two children: "What else would you like to eat?"

The children's chattering brought Duan Ye back to his senses.

"How about Dad serves you some food too?"

"good!"

Duan Ye stood up with a smile and sat down next to Duan Luo. Just as he was about to take the bowl from the nanny Xiao Ying, he realized something was wrong. He looked up and saw that Xiao Ying's face was inexplicably red, as if she was staring at him in a daze.

Duan Ye frowned and said, "Let go."

Xiao Ying then came to her senses and quickly put down her bowl and chopsticks: "I'm...sorry."

Luo Qingyuan glanced over here, then subtly looked away: "Come on, Chenchen, open your mouth."

Duan Ye didn't take this little incident to heart and continued to lower his head, patiently feeding Duan Luo, and wiping her little mouth from time to time.

Xiao Ying, standing behind the door, secretly glanced at Duan Ye several times.

She had just turned twenty-five, and none of her peers were as successful as Duan Ye. In the eyes of these young women, Duan Ye was a hot commodity: he worked for a state-owned enterprise, had a stable job, doted on his wife and children, went straight home after get off work, didn't smoke or gamble, and was rarely seen drinking alcohol. Plus, he had a great physique...

As she thought about it, Xiao Ying became envious of Luo Qingyuan. She envied her good fortune in finding such a husband, and she also envied her beauty and wealth. Although she was in her thirties, she still looked like she was in her twenties. She was truly happy and fulfilled.

After dinner, Duan Ye took the children for a walk in the garden to aid digestion.

Luo Qingyuan took a shower and continued working.

Nine o'clock in the evening.

Duan Ye went to take a shower. Luo Qingyuan, wearing a shawl, came downstairs and saw Xiao Ying carrying fruit, preparing to go upstairs.

Upon seeing Luo Qingyuan, Xiao Ying was startled: "Madam."

Luo Qingyuan, with her aloof demeanor, looked down at her and asked, "What are you doing?"

"I was thinking of bringing you some fruit, all of which were washed and cut."

Luo Qingyuan's expression didn't even change: "You're fired. Pack your things and leave first thing tomorrow morning."

After saying that, Luo Qingyuan turned to leave, but Xiao Ying asked, "Why?"

Xiao Ying didn't understand. She clearly hadn't done anything. Even if she glanced at Duan Ye a few times, so what? She hadn't done anything, and besides, she meant well.

Luo Qingyuan turned around and sneered, "There's no reason why. If you keep standing here in the way, you'll be thrown out right now."

Xiao Ying was furious and was about to continue demanding justice from Luo Qingyuan when she saw Duan Ye slowly walking out from behind her. She couldn't help but feel a little wronged: "Shouldn't you ask the master about this?"

Before Luo Qingyuan could speak, Duan Ye interrupted, "Ask me? Ask me what?"

Luo Qingyuan raised an eyebrow: "I'm going to fire her. Do you have a problem with that?"

Xiao Ying: "Sir, I just wanted to bring you a plate of fruit. Your wife is being too unreasonable."

Xiao Ying was furious and kept staring at Luo Qingyuan.

Duan Ye's expression was slightly cold, and his voice was flat, but it was inexplicably unsettling: "If you look at my wife like that again, watch out for your eyes."

Xiao Ying's face turned pale instantly.

Duan Ye's gaze towards Luo Qingyuan was gentle and patient once again.

"You're in charge of this family."

After saying that, Duan Ye looked at Xiao Ying and said, "Since my wife is not satisfied with you, you can leave tonight."

After saying that, Duan Ye went downstairs, put his arm around Luo Qingyuan's slender waist, and led her back: "What are you doing out so late at night? You made me run out to find you without even drying my hair."

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