Wen Xue trembled in fright, quickly composed herself, and said indignantly, "Jing Ting, she's just feeling guilty. She's afraid I'll take you away, so she doesn't even care about your own son. How can a woman like that be worthy of you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhan Jingting's face turned even colder. "Wen Xue, you've overstepped your bounds."

"I'm stating the facts!" Wen Xue stood up and said emphatically, "For a family like ours, marriage is more than just getting married. You're marrying into the Zhan family's prestige, and Qiao Wanwan clearly can't live up to that prestige!"

"Who's 'us' or 'you'?" Zhan Jingting said coldly. "Tell me, by what right do you reprimand my wife here?"

Wen Xue was speechless when asked the question, her chest heaving violently.

“Wen Xue,” Zhan Jingting looked at her, “I hope you go back to the Wen family and handle this matter properly. By ‘handle properly,’ I mean that Eleven’s existence should be limited to this point and not let more people know about it. But if anyone else knows about his existence, I will definitely settle accounts with the Wen family.”

“My uncle is right,” Zhan Yin said. “If word gets out about Eleven’s situation, not only will people gossip about you having a child out of wedlock, but Qiao Wanwan will also be embarrassed. It’s not good for anyone. You’re so smart, you should understand this better than I do. Are you going to take Eleven with you, or leave him here?”

Wen Xue closed her eyes and could only compromise, "If Shiyi stays here, he will undoubtedly receive the best care. As long as you treat him well, I can leave."

She stood up, nodded to Zhan Jingting, and choked out, "Jingting, please be good to Eleven. Even if you don't like him, he is still your biological son, with your blood flowing in his veins and suffering from the same disease as you."

Zhan Jingting remained expressionless. "When has he ever suffered any injustice in Wutong Bay that would make you say such things?"

Wen Xue silently shed tears and said nothing more.

Zhan Jingting instructed, "Aunt Zheng, see the guests out."

“Yes.” Zheng Ma stepped forward and said politely, “Miss Wen, please. Young Master Eleven will be fine in Wutong Bay.”

Wen Xue gritted her teeth secretly before turning and leaving.

"They're finally gone." Zhan Yin breathed a sigh of relief. "I'm going to change my clothes first. Call me when it's time to eat."

Zhan Jingting looked at the silent girl beside him and asked, "What are you thinking about?"

"I wasn't thinking about anything."

"Don't worry, I'll handle it."

"Okay." Qiao Wanwan smiled slightly. "I'll go call Shiyi to get up for dinner."

"good."

Qiao Wanwan came to Eleven's room and looked at his sleeping face. That inexplicable feeling of intimacy came over her again.

She always felt a force guiding her to get closer to Eleven!

Qiao Wanwan leaned down and gently kissed Eleven's cheek, then looked at him quietly.

"Madam." Zheng Ma walked in and couldn't help but laugh when she saw this scene. "You like Eleven so much, yet you were willing to let Miss Wen take him away just now?"

"Of course I'm reluctant to let her go, but everything has to be weighed against its pros and cons. Wen Xue is trying to steal my husband, so of course I can't let her continue in this house."

"Fortunately, she kept the young master with her, which shows that she was considering his health."

"I'm afraid it's more than that," Qiao Wanwan said with a faint smile. "If she leaves the child behind, she'll have a reason to continue entangled with Jing Ting."

“Madam is right!” Zheng Ma realized. “Then why didn’t you insist that she take the child with her?”

“It’s so painful when he has an attack. If there’s any chance to ease his suffering, what’s wrong with us adults making concessions?”

Zheng's mother nodded, "That's true."

Shiyi quickly opened her eyes and saw Qiao Wanwan. Her eyes lit up immediately. "Sister Wanwan!"

"November 11, time to get up and have dinner."

"good."

Qiao Wanwan brought him clothes and helped him put them on. "Eleventh, your mother isn't here today. If you miss her, you can call her."

"OK."

Eleven was very well-behaved, eating heartily with her own spoon.

Qiao Wanwan looked at him and felt her heart melt. "Eat more. After dinner, let's go for a walk and get some exercise."

"Okay, I love taking walks with Sister Wanwan the most."

"I'll take a walk with you every day from now on."

"Uh-huh!"

Zhan Yin naturally wouldn't miss out on this fun, so after dinner he went to play in the garden with them.

I had a great time during the National Day holiday and didn't want to go back inside. I ran and jumped around until I was covered in sweat.

Qiao Wanwan finally managed to coax him into the house and carried him back to his room to take a bath.

"Eleven stinks!" Eleven is very proud. "Sister Wanwan, go out. I'll wash myself."

Qiao Wanwan chuckled, "Don't you think you smell bad, Wanwan-jie?"

"Really?"

"Of course it's true."

Eleven said happily, "Then Sister Wanwan will help Eleven wash."

"good."

It was Qiao Wanwan's first time bathing a child, and the experience was quite magical.

She's neither too fat nor too thin, but her little tummy is chubby and she's so cute!

Qiao Wanwan couldn't help but touch it again and again.

"Sister Wanwan, your hands are so soft, even softer than my mommy's hands."

Qiao Wanwan was a little embarrassed. "I'm not as capable as your mommy. I'm not very good at helping people bathe. Please don't mind."

"No, I like Sister Wanwan."

"That's good."

After taking a shower, Qiao Wanwan carried Shiyi out of the bathroom and dressed him in pajamas. "Your mommy isn't here today, so I'll sleep with you. I'll leave after you fall asleep."

"I want to hear Sister Wanwan sing."

Qiao Wanwan couldn't refuse, so she sang him a song.

Looking at Eleven, who was slowly falling asleep, she couldn't help but kiss his forehead again.

Zheng Ma opened the door and came in, lowering her voice and smiling, "Since Madam likes children so much, why not have one soon to keep Eleven company?"

Qiao Wanwan gently patted Eleven's back, "It's already heartbreaking enough to have a sick child. If another one comes along, no one can bear it."

Zheng's mother was speechless and choked with emotion.

"I was just saying it offhand, don't be sad," Qiao Wanwan comforted her. "Jingting and I have discussed it and decided not to have children for now, until we've cured his illness."

"That's fine too."

Qiao Wanwan carefully got up. "I'm going to rest now. You should go to sleep early too. Call me if anything happens during the National Day holiday."

"yes."

When Qiao Wanwan returned to the master bedroom, Zhan Jingting was on the phone. "I don't care what methods you use, this matter must end here. If any rumors dare to cause any harm to my wife, you won't be able to bear the consequences..."

Qiao Wanwan hesitated for a moment, then went into the bathroom to take a shower without asking any further questions.

She realized she hadn't brought her pajamas after showering, so she went out wrapped in a towel. As soon as she opened the door, she bumped into a hard chest.

"Ah!" Qiao Wanwan exclaimed as the man pulled her into his arms.

"Let me go." Qiao Wanwan struggled for a moment.

Zhan Jingting released her, but the next second, the girl's bath towel fell to the ground!