After the guests left, the Ye family was reluctant to part with the five little ones. Ye Lan decided to stay temporarily to take care of Seventh Sister and also look after Wu Bao.

Ye Ting readily agreed.

He knew that the sixth son's wife was reluctant to part with their three children, but during the meal, she felt a little unwell. Dai Chunying took her pulse and found that she was pregnant.

For a moment, the sixth son's wife exclaimed excitedly, "This is God's arrangement, understanding my longing for a son, sending me this wonderful pregnancy, sob sob sob..."

At the time, the doctor said that she was physically weak and had no hope of having children in this lifetime.

Who could have imagined that the child would arrive so seamlessly?

The sixth brother couldn't resist and immediately hugged and kissed his wife, saying loudly, "The Three Treasures of Love were specially brought to deliver a child. Knowing you would be lonely, they specially sent you a younger brother or sister."

The other members of the Ye family couldn't help but feel happy for the sixth brother.

Good news keeps coming! Good news keeps coming!

While drinking together, the five members of the Ye family raised their glasses to Yan Lin and said, "Don't you dare bully our little Qi. She's the Ye family's little treasure. If she suffers any injustice, we'll come to kill her no matter where she is."

Yan Lin raised his glass and downed it in one gulp.

What could he say?

Zhizhi suddenly had a powerful maternal family, and it seemed that his wife, who originally belonged only to him, had been taken away by them.

He was happy, but also a little disappointed.

As the guests gradually dispersed, the Ye family, Wen Jinling, Danian, Dai Chunying, and others returned to Lin Garden together. Wen Jin and the other women busied themselves in the kitchen, preparing some snacks to go with drinks for the group of acquaintances that evening.

Now, surrounded by acquaintances and friends, the atmosphere was different from that at noon, and everyone spoke freely.

Yan Zhouzhen felt a little sad when he heard that Ling Danian had cancer. Even though he had been heartless in the past, he was still the biological father of A Ye and Jiao Jiao.

With a sense of regret, he patted Ling Danian on the shoulder and comforted him, "Fortunately, Aye is promising. He is already the director. If he is promoted again, he will be in the provincial government. You have a successor."

"I just need to find a wife soon."

To start a family and build a career, you have to start a family first.

When Ling Junye's marriage was mentioned, Wen Jin fell silent.

Over the years, Jiang Ning has never abandoned A Ye, always putting him at the center of everything. She not only helps take care of Jiao Jiao, but also excels at her work. She is clearly a top-notch and virtuous wife.

Marrying her as a wife would be a good thing.

Her own mother had mentioned it indirectly.

A-Ye simply said, "I feel like something's missing. I don't know what the problem is. Although I don't dislike her touch, she's a bit aloof."

Like looking at flowers through the fog.

He said that being with Jiang Ning was not as good as being with Yang Li'e, where he could feel the other person's sincerity.

The wedding was thus delayed.

Just then, Yan Zhouzhen saw Ling Junye playing a game with the children. It was just a game of running around a besieged city, and they were laughing and joking together.

In just half a day, Ling Junye had become completely familiar with Wu Bao.

He joked with a smile, "I think this eighth son of the Ye family is quite good. He's handsome and we know his background. From now on, he'll be completely tied to the Ye family."

No sooner had he finished speaking than Jiang Ning, carrying a wooden tray with several cups of tea on it, listened to everything he said.

"Ningning, don't be busy. You're an unmarried girl, so don't get involved in these chores. Go play with the children." Wenjin was worried that Ningning might have trouble thinking, so she quickly took the tray from her.

"Yes, Auntie."

After putting the plate down, Jiang Ning turned and left.

Watching her retreating figure, Ling Danian had a strange feeling, as if he had met an acquaintance. But then he thought again that he was overthinking it.

He didn't even realize what kind of person his son was; he must be overthinking it.

It was evening.

Ling Junye was tired from playing and had a couple more drinks that night, so he was a little drunk. He planned to tell Yan Lin that he wanted to go home and rest early.

"Director—"

He looked back.

Under a locust tree, the brilliant sunset scattered golden hues, falling on Jiang Ning, who held a water glass in her hand and had a bright smile on her face.

"What's up?"

“You’ve had too much to drink. I’ve made you some mung bean soup to help you sober up.”

Jiang Ning is always considerate and thoughtful in everything she does.

Thanks.

Ling Junye took the cup, opened the lid of the enamel mug, and took a big gulp.

"Is there anything else?" He drank about half a bowl of wine and, seeing Jiang Ning standing still, casually asked.

Jiang Ning revealed a bright, romantic smile.

She stepped forward gracefully and said softly, "Ling Junye, I've been by your side for at least three years..."

"What?"

Ling Junye didn't understand.

What does she mean by that?

Jiang Ning's shoulders relaxed, her whole body relaxed, and even her eyebrows and eyes shone with a bright light. She reached out and gently touched Ling Junye's face.

Goosebumps rose wherever my fingers touched.

Ling Junye was about to scold her for going too far when he suddenly realized that he couldn't move at all and couldn't muster any strength. His usual sickly feeling returned.

He was taken aback, but his expression remained calm: "Ningning, you've always been my good assistant. Xiao Fang has a case to handle. Could you call him for me and have him come to my office—"

"Giggle giggle."

Jiang Ning laughed wildly, laughing like a hen.

She said dismissively, "You found out? Then do you know what I put in the mung bean soup?"

"you--"

Ling Junye's face darkened.

He never imagined that the assistant who had gone through layers of screening and rigorous assessments, and who had spent three of his most precious years by his side, would harbor such malicious intentions.

“Ling Junye, I wanted to live a good life with you. For three years, I’ve gone to great lengths to get closer to you and win your heart. It’s a pity that you’ve only known Ye Lan for a few days, yet you’ve already entrusted your ever-present incense pills to her instead of letting me keep them—”

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