Xu Sichen took Li Milui back to the villa. He didn't want to see Xu Mengyu right now. Don't underestimate the child because she's so young; she has quite a temper.

Li Mirui brewed a pot of black tea late at night: "Why bother getting it done and then feeling bad about it?"

He may not say it, but after more than 20 years with him, how could she not understand him?

Xu Sichen found a comfortable position and lay down on the sofa. He liked to be snuggled up with the other person, so the sofa was quite large: "Let me hug you for a while."

Li Mirui took a sip of her black tea, showing no intention of paying him any attention. What kind of person was he...?

The moment she put down her teacup, Xu Sichen pulled her into his arms, his deep voice ringing out: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have yelled at you today."

"I thought you could just whine and it would all be over," Li Mirui said, preparing to get up. "You'll be sleeping by yourself this month."

Xu Sichen hugged Li Mirui tightly: "No." Today is only the 2nd; if it were the 31st, he would have agreed.

"Don't be a scoundrel," Li Mirui thought to herself. "At her age, she still uses separate beds to threaten people. She's lived half her life and hasn't made any progress."

Xu Sichen rubbed his chin against Li Mirui's head: "No, this punishment is too harsh, I can't accept it."

"Then tell me, what can you accept?" Li Milui countered.

Xu Sichen thought for a moment and said, "You break my leg, and I'll go to the hospital to get it set, okay?"

Li Mirui bit Xu Sichen: "Are you talking nonsense? You just spout nonsense? You even said you'd break his legs, how could he say such things!"

"Why not sleep in separate beds?" Xu Sichen said, tightening his grip on her arm. "I was furious at the time. You have no idea how infuriating Xu Mengyu is. If necessary, we should both beat her up."

“...”

Li Mirui braced herself against his chest: "You..." What was he thinking, beating up Xu Mengyu?

"Because of her, I unintentionally yelled at you. When trouble comes, find the source." Xu Sichen said, propping his elbow on the sofa: "So?"

Li Mirui pressed him down on the sofa: "Not good, then promise me one thing: for the next two weeks, you're not allowed to get angry, no matter what happens, you can't yell at me anymore."

"Okay." Xu Sichen readily agreed. Was there really such a good thing?

It's like having money delivered right to your door while you're lying at home, and you can spend it however you want.

Li Mirui held out her hand: "You keep your word, pinky swear."

Although Xu Sichen thought it was childish, he still hooked his little finger on it: "I will definitely not do this again in the future."

He regretted it as soon as he yelled, otherwise he wouldn't have gone downstairs so quickly. Normally, let alone yelling, even a slightly harsh tone would make him lie in bed reflecting and tossing and turning, afraid that she would be angry and unhappy.

Li Mirui kissed Xu Sichen's lips: "It's getting late, go to sleep."

I'll strike while the iron is hot and tell him about LuLu tomorrow, just in case things get complicated. The key issue is that some criminals have their eyes on LuLu.

Don't drag things out and cause problems.

Xu Sichen sat up from the sofa: "I'll go run the bath."

Li Miru leaned back on the sofa, her eagerness evident; she knew without even guessing what he was thinking.

She worried that his energy and stamina were so good that she wouldn't be able to keep up in a few years...

The examination showed that she was very weak, and the doctor advised her to take more supplements.

Xu Sichen, dressed in a suit, with a cigarette in his mouth, was wiping the bathtub with a towel in his hand, looking like he had gotten a bargain.

When he was young, let alone being fierce, even a stern face couldn't appease him. But as he's grown older, his young lady has learned to be caring.

Xu Mengyu locked herself in her room. She had lost face so badly today that she was too ashamed to face anyone. Her knees were aching and had turned blue.

Zheng Tianming brought the spare key and opened the door.

Xu Mengyu turned her head and glanced at him, then quickly buried her face in the blanket: "Get out."

"Alright, don't be ashamed anymore." Zheng Tianming closed the door and walked over: "Everyone knows that I was shameless and forced you without any sense of propriety."

He had just been reprimanded in turn and was subjected to a public denunciation meeting. Xu Mengyu may be bold, but she is very thin-skinned.

Xu Mengyu swung her legs: "But you know, it was my initiative." She just didn't want to see Zheng Tianming; the thought of him made her incredibly embarrassed.

She might as well just donate her face; keeping it would only be a disgrace anyway.

Zheng Tianming sat on the edge of the bed and reached out to touch Xu Mengyu's hair: "What did you take the initiative for? Wasn't it me who took the initiative to kiss you?"

Xu Mengyu remained silent. He was good at taking responsibility upon himself, but he was much better at saying this to others: "I'll be alone for a while."

Zheng Tianming leaned down: "From the beginning, it was me who wanted to buy supplies. Wasn't it me who took the initiative first?"

The little vixen has lost face now, and she probably won't be able to hold her ground for a while.

Xu Mengyu lay on the bed: "What should I do? My dad is really angry. He hasn't come home all day." Her eyes reddened as she spoke.

If her father had caught her alone, she would have been summoned to his study and scolded. But her uncle and Uncle Zheng were also there.

She made her father lose a lot of face.

“My dad scolded me. I’ll apologize to Uncle Xu in person tomorrow.” Zheng Tianming said, kissing Xu Mengyu’s cheek. “Alright, don’t be sad. Does your leg hurt?”

Xu Mengyu looked at Zheng Tianming: "Where's your face? Does it hurt?"

"It didn't hurt. Uncle Xu used his bare hand to slap me, it was just loud." Zheng Tianming was stunned by the blow, his ears were ringing.

If he had actually been slapped, his neck probably wouldn't have been able to turn over.

Xu Mengyu stood up and hugged Zheng Tianming: "Next time, let's choose a secluded spot."

“...”

She's incorrigible in her lust and still has a sense of shame; she has it all.

After comforting Xu Mengyu, Zheng Tianming went upstairs.

Xu Mengyu was lying in bed, about to fall asleep, when her phone lit up. She closed one eye and looked at it.

Dear Mother: [Mengyu, I've talked to your dad. Book a hotel tomorrow and take Lulu there.]

Xu Mengyu perked up immediately: 【Really?】

Dear Mother: [When have I ever done anything unreliable? Don't worry.]

Xu Mengyu was utterly bewildered. When had her mother ever been reliable? Wasn't she far too confident in herself...?

But we can only give it a try.

She told Zheng Tianming about it and asked him to make preparations.

Zheng Tianming held Xu Lu in his arms. The little girl had been playing wildly all day and was now snoring in her sleep. She had just been talking in her sleep, calling for Grandma Ye...

He sat up and began discussing with Xu Mengyu which hotel to book.

They've already completed 80% of the task; all that's left is for them to meet tomorrow and have a joyful family reunion.

After booking the hotel, Xu Mengyu put down her phone with peace of mind, and looked forward to Lulu meeting her grandfather the next day.

Xu Sichen and Li Mirui slept until noon.

"Can I admit that I'm not young anymore?" Li Mirui's voice was a little slurred; she was truly exhausted.

Xu Sichen looked very pleased with himself. He straightened his tie and said, "How can I not be young anymore? Don't lie to yourself."

Who lied to themselves!

"Mengyu called and asked me to dinner. She said she's figured things out and will take better care of herself from now on," Xu Sichen said, a look of approval in his eyes.

The punishment wasn't in vain.

If you don't even respect yourself, how can you expect others to?

Li Milui: "..."

She knew her grandma's legs; she had taught her all of that just yesterday.

Stubborn people can't produce anything else.

If it weren't for wanting Lulu to meet her maternal grandfather, Xu Mengyu probably wouldn't have given in so quickly; she still treats her like a precious treasure.

If she weren't guilty, she would have stormed off long ago and might not have come back for six months.

Xu Sichen picked up his tie clip: "Tianming is actually a good kid. He grew up right under my nose, which is better than Mengyu suddenly bringing back a complete stranger."

Even if Mengyu gets married, she will still live in the same building, one floor above the other, which Xu Sichen is very satisfied with.

Li Mirui stretched and said, "I advise you not to praise me."

Xu Sichen raised an eyebrow, bent down and scooped the person up from the bed: "If you stay in bed too long tomorrow, I just punished you yesterday, so I can't give you a good look today."

"Got it, roles switched. Today I'll play the good cop, you play the bad cop." Li Miru hugged Xu Sichen: "Doesn't your back hurt?"

She weighs over 100 pounds.

"It doesn't hurt." Xu Sichen carried Li Milui into the changing room. How old is he? How could his back hurt?

Li Mirui sat on the sofa, her pupils almost dilated. In a few decades, Xu Sichen would be that eighty-year-old who was still unruly, commonly known as an old rascal.

She looked at herself in the mirror. They say loving someone is like raising a flower, and she had been raised a little too well. She poked her cheek.

Xu Sichen squatted down: "These socks look familiar."

“Young Master Xu, it’s not illegal to wear socks twice,” Li Mirui said, taking the socks from Xu Sichen’s hand.

Xu Sichen turned his head and glanced at it: "..."

They haven't been back for more than half a year, and the housekeeper has been slacking off.

Li Mirui pinched Xu Sichen's cheek: "Your wife's feet aren't sandpaper, they're not something you can wear once and then throw away. Money doesn't grow on trees."

“Even the wind can't earn as much as your husband.” Xu Sichen said, standing up. He glanced at the cabinet and frowned.

Li Mirui sighed. She had to sell these clothes secondhand as soon as possible, otherwise she would lose a huge sum of money.

Xu Sichen was very dissatisfied with the current housekeeper. Although they hadn't been back for half a year, the clothes hanging in the wardrobe were all from last year.

Isn't the money he earns just for his wife to spend?

“...”

Xu Mengyu arrived at the hotel early, along with Pei Xiuyan and the others. Ye Yuncheng sat in a chair, drinking water.

She had always thought, "How much trouble can a child possibly cause?"

Now she knows.

Pei Xiuyan sipped his tea, appearing completely unaware of the situation.

“Honey, I’m not that hungry.” Ye Yuncheng said, looking at her husband sitting next to her. “We don’t actually have to eat this meal.”

All she wants now is to go back to work.

Eating is nothing compared to the joy of going to work...

Pei Xiuyan pushed up his glasses: "Wife, you've been saying you're hungry."

Feng Xi and Zheng Lin were still unaware of what was going on: "It seems like we haven't eaten out in a long time." After all, Xu Sichen and Pei Xiuyan were already at home, and the two of them were practically top chefs, and now there was Pei Lan as well.

Ye Yuncheng looked at Feng Xi: "Um, do you plan to take care of the child? I mean, Zheng Tianming is not young anymore."

"What's the rush? Mengyu's career is still on the rise." Feng Xi thought to herself, it would be best if she didn't have a child, she was too afraid of being tormented by it.

Zheng Lin suddenly looked up at Ye Yuncheng. What did those words mean? And that day when Zheng Tianming asked him if he wanted to have a grandson.

He felt something was off...

"Old Pei, say something?" Zheng Lin knew that nothing could be hidden from him, as he was the most reliable person in the family.

Pei Xiuyan sipped his tea and smiled slightly.

He was the first person to hold his grandson.

Zheng Lin began to feel uncertain. He looked at Feng Xi and asked, "Don't we have a meeting to attend?"

"What's the rush? I don't usually see you this eager." Feng Xi said, getting up to pour herself a cup of tea. "I haven't eaten yet."

Ye Yuncheng almost choked on her water; hopefully she won't regret it later.

Outside the door, Zheng Wanwan had her arm around Pei Lan's waist, while Bai Miaomiao hid behind Pei Kaixin.

"You, you're not kidding, are you?" Bai Miaomiao poked her head out and said in a very soft voice. Xu Mengyu had just said that she had an eight-year-old child and planned to let the child meet everyone today.

This is terrifying.

Xu Mengyu nodded: "I'm not joking. I have an eight-year-old son named Xu Lu. Zheng Tianming is already waiting for him in the car."

“I haven’t graded the students’ assignments yet. Whatever happens, we can’t let the flowers of our motherland suffer.” Pei Kaixin said, glancing at Pei Lan.

Pei Lan rested her hand on her gold-rimmed glasses: "I didn't finish approving them either. My computer was still on when I came out."

"That, it's... me..." Zheng Wanwan's mind raced. Although she knew Xu Mengyu had a child, she didn't expect it to be made public today. She knew she had run away long ago.

"My doctoral dissertation is still stuck, so I can't have dinner with you." Bai Miaomiao said, clutching her chest. She has a heart condition and was afraid she wouldn't be able to face such a scene later.

Is Uncle Xu a good-tempered person?

Xu Mengyu quickly stopped them: "You can't do this, we grew up together."

“The three of them are, but I’m not.” Pei Kaixin is ten years older than Bai Miaomiao, and he’s the one who makes their baby formula.

Pei Lan glanced at Xu Mengyu: "I don't count either."

Bai Miaomiao and Zheng Wanwan got anxious. Yes, those two are right!

Zheng Wanwan grabbed Pei Lan, saying, "You're not allowed to leave."

Pei Kaixin looked down at Bai Miaomiao: "Your attempts to be cute won't work."

"How about I have a child for you?" Bai Miaomiao said, touching her belly.

Pei Kaixin raised an eyebrow: "You win."

At this moment, Xu Sichen led Li Mirui down the elevator: "Why are you all waiting outside?" As he spoke, he glanced at Xu Mengyu.

Xu Mengyu avoided eye contact.

Li Mirui took Xu Sichen's arm and said, "We agreed that you can't scold the child anymore."

Xu Sichen thought Li Milui was playing the good cop/bad cop game with him, so he grunted "hmm" with a stern face and then pushed open the door and went inside.

Seeing this, Xu Mengyu realized that her mother hadn't lied to her this time, and was finally reliable.

Pei Lan had no choice but to take Zheng Wanwan inside.

Pei Kaixin sighed deeply; they still didn't really understand Xu Sichen...

Nezha pulled out the dragon's tendons, heading straight for its death.

I really can't believe Zheng Tianming is so robust: "..." Sure enough, there's something good about being dark-skinned.

Zheng Tianming sat in the car, holding Xu Lu in his arms: "In a little while, when you go in, you can hug your grandfather's leg directly. He will be very angry at first, but he will gradually accept it."

Xu Mengyu taught him this, and he thought things were almost done...