The eldest sister, who was doing housework, quietly went into the dining room, cleared away the dishes and chopsticks that Ye Yun had left uneaten, and went into the kitchen.
Soon the sound of dishes being washed could be heard from the kitchen.
The sound of washing dishes reached Qin Xiang'e's ears. She looked down at the half-finished skirt she was knitting and sighed helplessly.
Look, apart from these little gadgets that are dispensable, what else in this house do we need her for?
Qin Zheng closed the door as soon as he entered the room.
He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the little girl sleeping soundly on the bed, her skin fair and tender.
Ye Yun walked past him toward the bedside.
Qin Zheng quickly followed, lowering his voice as he asked, "Wife, are you still angry?"
Ye Yun remained silent.
She lifted the small blanket on the bed, quietly got into bed, and gently took her daughter's little hand that was sticking out.
Perhaps it's a conditioned reflex.
Just as she placed her fingers into her daughter's loosely clenched fist, the little one pulled her hand back and grasped her fingers.
There was a whooshing sound behind me.
Qin Zheng suddenly threw off the quilt, crawled into bed, and pulled her into his arms.
Ye Yun: "..."
She finally couldn't help but say, "Could you please be a little quieter?"
"It's okay, she's sleeping soundly."
Ye Yun turned her head and glared at him.
Qin Zheng quickly changed his tune: "Okay, okay, I'll be more careful from now on."
That's more like it.
Ye Yun withdrew her glaring gaze and looked at Xiao Chuqi, who was sleeping, her eyes returning to their usual gentleness.
"young married woman?"
Qin Zheng's muffled voice came from behind her. The man buried his head in the back of her neck and called her name.
Ye Yun didn't want to talk to him right now.
Qin Zheng nuzzled the back of her neck, his stubble lingering on her skin, and whispered in her ear, "Honey, don't worry, I'll make her go."
"...?"
“I understand. Even if we talk things out this time, your relationship will never be the same again.”
He suddenly let out a sneer.
"You two are not related by blood, and you're only getting along because of me. It's fine if two people with no blood relation stay polite and don't have any conflicts, but once a conflict arises and a rift forms, things will only get more awkward in the future. It's better to separate for a while."
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