Just thinking about it made Zhu Qianying feel incredibly cold. She didn't know whether she should mourn for Zhu Junzhao or be happy for Zhu Zhizhou, since one of his sons was capable of achieving great things.
She was very fortunate that she and her sister had never had any direct conflict with Zhu Junwei when they were young. Otherwise, with her skills and intelligence at that time, she would definitely have been knocked out by him in one move!
Will the crisis at Mingxuan Hotel be resolved as a result?
It's inconvenient to ask Yan Shao about things, but asking Ji Huan is perfectly fine.
As for the Zhu family, Ji Huan had always been very concerned. Of course, not in a caring way, but rather, he had to be careful not to let the Zhu family's troubles affect his beloved wife.
"That's hard to say. Brother Yan should know better. However, even if this crisis is resolved, Mingxuan will definitely be severely damaged and probably won't recover for a long time."
She couldn't be bothered to ask Young Master Yan herself. Anyway, she treated the Zhu family's affairs like gossip; would she die if she didn't listen to gossip?
The answer is no!
Therefore, even though Ji Huan explained it so clearly, Zhu Qianying still had no intention of asking Yan Shao about the Zhu family's affairs.
After the party ended, Zhu Qianying, the young mistress of the Yan family, accompanied Yan Bo and his wife and Yan Shao to see the guests off with their son. Since the next day was Monday and Beibei and Guoguo had to go to school, the Ji family did not stay overnight this time, but rushed back to R City overnight.
Zizai and Beibei Guoguo had been playing for most of the day and were exhausted. They had been holding on, but now that they were quiet, they leaned against their parents, yawning repeatedly and looking very tired.
Looking at his beloved son's bewildered expression, Yan Shao felt both amused and heartbroken, and bent down to pick him up in his arms.
"Sweetie, snuggle up to Daddy and take a nap!"
As she spoke, she patted his head and kissed his little face.
The little guy mumbled an "oh," clung to his clothes with his little hands, and burrowed and nuzzled around in his arms like a groundhog. He found a comfortable spot in his arms, yawned contentedly a few times, and after a while, his eyes closed completely, and he fell fast asleep.
Zhu Qianying glanced at her son, who was sleeping like a little pig, and ordered someone to bring over a coat to cover the little guy.
And so, Yan Shao held Zai Zai in his arms, standing at the door with Zhu Qianying and their parents, seeing off all the guests.
Before today, most of the guests who came to the party had believed the rumors to some extent. But after witnessing firsthand how gentle and considerate Young Master Yan was to Zhu Qianying and how much he doted on the young prince, most of them scoffed at the rumors.
They secretly thought that the Wang family of D City had completely lowered their standards in their attempt to curry favor with the Yi family.
However, the Wang family was foolish. In order to please the Yi family, they offended the Yan family. How could they expect to have a good outcome?
Over the past month, the various changes in the Zhu and Yi families have been clear to anyone with eyes to see. The Yi family is a big problem that cannot be messed with; whoever messes with them will be in trouble.
The Wang family may have some influence in D City, but their influence is not enough to go head-to-head with the Yan family. If they were to actually clash, it would be like throwing an egg against a rock, which is far too presumptuous.
So, the guests who had just finished the party secretly began to look forward to the Yan family's next counterattack and retaliation.
However, Yan Shao didn't care what people said or thought. As long as he protected Zhu Qianying and Zizai from harm, he didn't need to care about anything else, nor did he care.
After seeing all the guests off and returning to the main house, Yan Shao, worried that Zhu Qianying was too tired, took the initiative to take on the role of nanny.
"Ying'er, how about letting Zizai sleep with me tonight?"
Zhu Qianying glanced at her son, who was fast asleep in Yan Shao's arms, and felt a little reluctant to leave, thinking that she would be returning to the United States for a while in two more nights.
"Let him sleep with me!"
Yan Shao said no more, carried his son into the guest room, and placed him on Zhu Qianying's bed.
After he helped his son take off his shoes and socks, Zhu Qianying had already brought out hot water and wrung out a towel.
Yan Shao snatched the towel and glanced at Zhu Qianying, who was still wearing an evening gown and light makeup.
"It's getting late, I'll do it, you go take a shower!"
Zhu Qianying herself was indeed quite tired. She saw that he had already bent down to serve his son. Although his movements were not very skilled, he was very gentle and quiet.
"Thank you for your help!"
Zhu Qianying went to take a shower with peace of mind. When she came out, Yan Shao was nowhere to be seen. The water and towels had been tidied up. Only a small night lamp was left on the bedside table in the bedroom. The young master, who had been crazy for most of the day, was now sleeping soundly with his blankets.
It seems that Young Master Yan is indeed becoming more and more competent as a father.
Zhu Qianying gently climbed into bed and lay down next to her son. As she pulled the blanket over herself, for some reason, the words Yan Shao had said during the day suddenly popped into her mind: "I really hope that we can have a father and mother like this one day..."
Haha, how could that be!
...
The next day at noon, in a classroom at a school, little Zizai carried his lunch on a tray and pouted as he returned to his seat.
Today, besides chicken legs, there was also a plate of carrots, which he hates the most!
"Yanxu, why are you pouting like that?"
The "too stupid" classmate sitting next to me leaned over and asked with concern.
"I don't like carrots..." Zizai used his chopsticks to turn the carrots in the dish over and over a few times.
"Then don't eat it!" Tai Chun said innocently, blinking his eyes.
Not only did the teacher say that, but Mommy also said that we shouldn't waste food!
Zizai was quite depressed, staring at the small plate of carrots with a troubled expression.
"Taichun, you don't know, do you? Yanxu's parents don't love him at all. He probably doesn't even have enough to eat at home..."
Zizai stared at the person who said this in surprise. It turned out to be Luo Tian, the skinny boy sitting on the other side of him.
"Who said my daddy and mommy don't love me?" Zizai slightly furrowed his handsome eyebrows, but his focus was not on the fact that he couldn't even get enough to eat.
"Pshaw, a lot of people know that. My mommy said that your mommy only married your daddy for money, and that you weren't even born to your mommy. You were born to someone your daddy just found."
Zizai stared at Luo Tian, then, holding the plate of carrots he didn't like, walked up to Luo Tian without saying a word and smashed them over his face.
When Yan Shao arrived at the school office after receiving a call from the teacher, Zizai was sitting on the office sofa, holding a milk and leisurely swaying his short legs as he drank the milk.
When Yan Shao saw that Zizai was safe and sound, a huge weight was lifted from his heart. Before the teacher could say anything, he ran over, squatted down, first cupped the little guy's face and looked at it carefully, then grabbed his little hands and legs and examined them carefully.
"Mr. Yan..."
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