Before Shen Jichuan could finish speaking, and before he could even pull Wen Qiao closer and kiss her, the study door was suddenly pushed open, and Da Bao and Er Bao immediately ran in.
"Mom, Erbao threw sand on me, look, my head is covered in dirt."
"No, Mom, Da Bao threw it at me first. My dad said I should fight back, even if we're brothers."
“He made a mistake first…” Erbao argued.
“He sprinkled more on me…” Da Bao retorted, arguing.
Shen Jichuan looked at the two children with a headache, stood up, and gently patted his wife's shoulder.
"Your son is looking for you, I'm going to find my daughter."
Wen Qiao snorted. This Shen Jichuan has become quite the smooth talker now, saying that he has three children, the son is Wen Qiao's, and the daughter is his.
Shen Jichuan is really too lazy to adjudicate lawsuits for his two children every day.
Wen Qiao pulled her two sons outside, all the way to the 'crime scene,' where they watched as her sons meticulously reenacted what had just happened.
She wanted to scold Da Bao, who hadn't meant it, and then reprimand Er Bao for treating his own brother like that, an eye for an eye.
The second child asked his mother, "What does 'an eye for an eye' mean?"
Wen Qiao really didn't dare to explain, for fear that next time the two brothers would really bite each other.
She was having a lot of trouble with her two children.
Shen Jichuan sat in a chair, watching his daughter paint with a paintbrush in the courtyard, painting fallen leaves and withered flowers—it was a heartwarming scene of tranquility and peace.
Three children, each with a distinct personality, require three different ways of raising them.
When Shen Jichuan and Wen Qiao went to sleep that night, they remarked that having these two sons meant they had slept much less.
Wen Qiao laughed and playfully punched his chest. "Stop talking nonsense. I haven't skimped on anything for you."
"By the way, I might be busy for a few days next week, so please take care of things at home."
Shen Jichuan hummed in agreement, reached out and stroked her hair, and asked softly, "Xiao Qiao, do you need me to help you with your grandfather's matter? If you want to, I can help. But I don't think he has good intentions towards you and the children."
Wen Qiao had told Shen Jichuan about her adoptive grandfather.
There was nothing between them, and Wen Qiao was unwilling to hide anything from him, because she knew that Shen Jichuan truly had a guiding influence on her; he had a long-term vision in many things.
If Shen Jichuan doesn't have this ability, Wen Qiao naturally wouldn't dare to rely on him.
Wen Qiao shook her head slightly, "No need. I don't plan to contact him. Besides, my memories of my father are already very vague, let alone my grandfather whom I've never met. I don't care how much money he has, it has nothing to do with me."
“I don’t covet his inheritance either.”
"But you, you said you'd send someone to keep an eye on the children, make sure you keep a close eye on them."
Shen Jichuan said, "Don't worry, I had Li Qiang find the person."
"Yang Xuelan won't cause any trouble in this lifetime, so there's no need to keep an eye on her. Now I've had Li Qiang secretly keep an eye on the three children."
"You need to be careful at work too."
"You can give Feng Yan a gentle reminder."
Shen Jichuan had thoroughly investigated everyone who appeared around Wen Qiao, and Feng Yan was definitely trustworthy and without any problems.
As for Zhang Zhiyang, he is not trustworthy.
Wen Qiao listened attentively to Shen Jichuan's words, nodded slightly, and said, "I understand."
She always listened to him so obediently, which made Shen Jichuan feel more and more that Wen Qiao was extremely wonderful. In his eyes, he felt that Wen Qiao had absolute trust in him.
But she never thought that because Shen Jichuan was a very good person, he was worthy of Wen Qiao's trust and her listening to him.
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