Zhan Jingting said calmly, "Speak."

“I’ve kept my return to China a secret from my family. They don’t even know I gave birth to Eleven. But Beijing is such a small city. I travel back and forth between here and my apartment every day, so it’s inevitable that I’ll run into people who know me. If my family finds out, it will definitely cause you trouble.”

Zhan Jingting was quite impatient. "Get to the point."

Wen Xue: "..."

Her face looked a little pale, but she maintained her composure and said, "So I'm thinking I should try to go out as little as possible."

Zhan Yin continued, "So you want to move into Wutong Bay?"

Qiao Wanwan was taken aback and looked at her curiously.

Wen Xue smiled and said, "I didn't say that, nor did I think that. My idea is that you come back to my apartment with me during the National Day holiday. I happen to have two apartments there, right next door, so I'd like to invite Miss Qiao to stay there. It's also close to Beijing University, which would be convenient for her to go to school."

Zhan Jingting ignored him, "Do you think that because I don't have a house, my wife needs to live in your house?"

“Of course not,” Wen Xue explained. “I know my house isn’t as comfortable as this one, but I just think that Miss Qiao is genuinely good to Eleven and should be willing to help.”

Qiao Wanwan smiled at her, "Miss Wen, you know my background. I'm not that particular about where I live, but if I go to stay with you, Jingting will definitely come with me. He won't be used to it."

Wen Xue: "..."

"You two are really inseparable, aren't you?"

Qiao Wanwan did not deny it, "If Miss Wen gets married, she will know that they are indeed inseparable."

Wen Xue's face immediately turned even uglier. "Have you thought about what would happen if we were discovered? It wouldn't just be me who would be in trouble, but also Jing Ting. He wouldn't want Eleven to be discovered."

“Wutong Bay is very safe,” Zhan Jingting replied. “My people are all very discreet. As long as Shiyi doesn’t leave here, no one will know of his existence. If they do, it must be because you leaked the information.”

Wen Xue: "..."

"Jing Ting, what you're saying is going too far. How could I possibly leak information about Eleven?"

"So having Wanwan live with you is completely unnecessary," Zhan Jingting bluntly exposed. "It doesn't matter if people find out you're back in the capital. Even if your family finds out you come here every day, I believe you're smart enough to cover it up. You don't need anyone to know you have a son, do you?"

Wen Xue pursed her lips, looking aggrieved. "It was my oversight. I take back what I just said. Ever since I got sick on November 11th, I've been completely disoriented and haven't been able to think things through properly. I'm sorry."

"It's alright, it's all for National Day's sake," Qiao Wanwan comforted her. "Let's eat."

"good."

After dinner, when Shiyi woke up, Qiao Wanwan went to the kitchen to serve him some porridge. She originally wanted to feed him herself, but after thinking about it, she handed it to Wen Xue instead, saying, "This is medicinal food, which will help Shiyi. You can feed him."

"Thank you." Wen Xue carefully fed Eleven bite by bite.

While eating, Shi patted the seat next to him and said, "Sister Wanwan, please sit down."

“Okay.” Qiao Wanwan sat down next to him. “If you have an appetite, eat more. Just tell me what you want to eat anytime and I’ll make it for you.”

"good."

After drinking most of a bowl of porridge, he picked up his iPad and wanted to play with Qiao Wanwan.

Qiao Wanwan looked at Wen Xue, "Can he play for a while?"

Wen Xue didn't say anything.

"Eleven, I'm here to play with you." Zhan Yin walked over, picked Eleven up, and carried her away. "You're going to get sick from staying cooped up in your room all day. Let's go play!"

Wen Xue didn't stop them, and exchanged a smile with Qiao Wanwan, "Zhan Yin is still so childish."

"Men mature late, let alone a young master like him."

"Miss Qiao seems to understand men very well."

"Half-understanding".

"So, what kind of person do you think Jingting is?" Wen Xue asked.

Qiao Wanwan shrugged. "You've known him for over twenty years, so you should know him better than I do. That's why I won't pretend to know him in front of you."

“As I said before, no one in this world truly understands Jing Ting. But Miss Qiao is different from me. You have the opportunity to understand him deeply and control him. Then you are a true winner in life.”

Qiao Wanwan smiled. "But I never thought about controlling him."

Wen Xue clearly disagreed, "Miss Qiao is still too young. If you can't control a man, how can you control your future? Only by having him under your control can you control your marriage."

"I think it's very simple: marriage is about both people upholding their bottom lines and cherishing each other to go the distance, rather than one person trying to control the other."

"It seems we have different opinions. I'm quite curious to see who is right and who is wrong."

Qiao Wanwan smiled. "It seems that Miss Wen will need to get married soon to find out the answer."

"It seems so."

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door and Zhan Jingting came in. "Wanwan, it's time to go to the gym."

"They're here."

Qiao Wanwan followed him to the gym and locked the door from the inside.

Zhan Jingting immediately stood up, pressed her against the wall, and lowered his head to kiss her.

"Mmm..." Qiao Wanwan was caught off guard, and she grabbed his shirt with both hands, responding to his kiss.

After a while, the man finally released her, panting. "Madam Zhan, I chose the wrong place. We should go straight back to our room."

Qiao Wanwan: "......"

"You're so unserious!"

I'm serious.

"Stop fooling around." Qiao Wanwan pushed his chest. "Get back to exercising."

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