A puffed-up little dumpling: ...
That's not fair to treat a baby like that!
The little baby burst into tears and snuggled into his older brother's arms, puffing out his cheeks in a huff.
Consort Xue's face darkened upon hearing this, and she was so angry that she laughed in frustration.
It's such a trivial matter!
One said they liked it, and the other said they didn't; it was like two three-year-olds bickering.
The little one is very straightforward; if it's not true, it's not true, and he won't compromise.
But Cheng Yilan was even more stubborn, for reasons unknown.
Neither of them would give in, and the little boy, feeling he hadn't done anything wrong, started crying in frustration.
Seeing the little boy clinging to Huo Chengche, Consort Xue grew increasingly irritated. She glanced at Cheng Yilan and scolded her in a low voice, "Fool! Why are you arguing with a three-year-old? How old are you and how old are she? What's wrong with you giving in to her a little!"
Enraged, Consort Xue spoke sharply, startling Cheng Yilan. Her already pale face turned even whiter, and her frail body swayed precariously as she knelt on the ground.
Huo Chengche glanced at the two of them and realized that although Consort Xue was scolding Cheng Yilan, her stern tone indicated that she already regarded Cheng Yilan as her daughter-in-law.
The Crown Prince's Consort? Ha, she doesn't even deserve it.
Huo Chengche gave a cold snort and gave Fu Man a look.
Fu Man immediately said in a sinister tone, "Miss Cheng, is it that Princess Fu Ying didn't explain herself clearly, or are you suspecting that Princess Fu Ying deliberately lied and framed you?"
"Your subject, your subject's daughter..."
Huo Chengche's sharp gaze swept over her. "Cheng Shi, know your place." Even if you become the Crown Prince's consort, Nian Nian is still the Crown Princess you must bow and pay homage to. She's not someone you can ride on!
Cheng Yilan flinched when she met Huo Chengche's gaze, as if she saw the King of Hell standing in front of her. She never knew that this seemingly gentle and aloof young man could be so intimidating when he got angry.
Cheng Yilan knelt on the ground, her whole body trembling slightly as she sobbed.
Huo Chengche was indeed always aloof and indifferent, with a cold personality. Before the arrival of his little baby, very few things could touch his heart. Even Consort Xue rarely saw Huo Chengche angry.
So when Consort Xue looked at the sharp and shrewd young man in front of her, she was shocked and at a loss for words—how could a few words between two young girls cause him to be so angry?
Although she was annoyed by Cheng Yilan's foolishness, Consort Xue was still the betrothed daughter-in-law, so she smiled and tried to smooth things over, gently coaxing the little boy.
"Don't be angry, Niannian. This Sister Cheng doesn't know how to talk, so let's not stoop to her level. Although Sister Cheng doesn't like you as much as she says she does right now, she thinks that soon she will like you as much as she says she does."
The little boy sniffed, pouted, and blinked his bright, dark eyes at Consort Xue's smiling face, asking in a childish voice, "Is it true?"
Of course it's fake. Cheng Yilan doesn't take the little boy seriously at all, so why would she really develop feelings for him? She's just sizing him up. He's young and easy to fool, and she only plans to coax him casually so she can use him.
Huo Chengche glanced at Consort Xue indifferently, but showed no intention of exposing her. Instead, when the little boy looked at him, he smiled faintly and nodded slightly, agreeing with Consort Xue's words.
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