Zhu Qianying only remembered that Yan Shao had followed her and Zizai home without even asking any questions.
She cursed Yan Shao inwardly for being cunning, but knew she had no right to do so.
She, as the homeowner, left her door wide open and had no sense of security, so how can she blame the other party for blatantly entering her home?
It's like leaving your doors and windows wide open, inviting thieves to come in. Even if you get robbed of everything, you deserve it!
Zhu Qianying, who had been secretly annoyed for a while, came out of the living room after taking a shower and saw Zizai clinging to Yan Shao like a koala, the two of them whispering to each other about some little secret.
Zhu Qianying walked over, still angry with herself, so she raised her foot and gently kicked Yan Shao. If you say she was taking her anger out on him, she'll accept it.
Yan Shao, who had been joking and laughing with Zizai, looked up at her with a smile, took her hand, and asked gently, "What's wrong?"
The tenderness and doting in his eyes were perhaps meant for his son, or for Zhu Qianying.
Zhu Qianying turned her face away, snorted, shook off his hand, and walked to sit down on the single sofa.
Even she felt awkward and pretentious, but she just felt a little annoyed.
Is this old man treating her, the homeowner, like a decoration now? He comes and goes as he pleases without even asking.
Young Master Yan leaned close to his son's ear and whispered something. Zizai smiled, turned his head to look at Zhu Qianying, and then obediently moved away from Young Master Yan, crawled to the side and lay down, blinking his eyes as he watched his parents interact with great interest.
Yan Shao got up, took a few steps to the single sofa, sat on the armrest with his butt tilted to one side, and reached out to touch her head.
Zhu Qianying tilted her head and shook off his hand.
"What, did I make you angry again?" Yan Shao's eyes still held a smile.
Clearly, he didn't think it was a big deal.
Because, in his eyes, Zhu Qianying was just throwing a childish tantrum.
In fact, in their recent interactions, Yan Shao could increasingly sense that Zhu Qianying's temper was becoming more and more apparent when she was with him.
Normally, she is very mature and well-mannered in front of others, but in front of him, she sometimes throws a little tantrum, like she is now.
As for why Yan Shao thought it wasn't a big deal, it was because he felt that Zhu Qianying was just being coquettish with him.
In fact, his understanding was entirely correct.
Even Zhu Qianying only knew that her temper was sudden and strange, but she didn't realize that she just wanted to act cute and playfully tease the man.
Now, Zhu Qianying, who was clearly throwing a tantrum without realizing it, tilted her head back and glared at him fiercely when he asked her that question.
"How could I dare to be angry? Young Master Yan can go to whichever house he wants without even asking the homeowner's opinion. Right, Yan Yiyi!"
Young Master Zizai looked up at his mother in confusion, indicating that he was innocent. He had been very well-behaved today, so why was he being called Yan Yiyi again?
In the eyes of young master Zizai, Yan Yiyi was like his dark history, and most of the time, he was unwilling to hear this title.
But he sensed his mother's resentment, so he didn't dare to be too arrogant and just mumbled a protest.
"Mommy...it's not my fault..."
Zhu Qianying wanted to say, if it weren't for you, Yan Yiyi, doing a lot of things with your father, would I have been blinded by lard?
But thinking about it, these words are actually quite hurtful.
Besides, she wasn't blinded by lard, she was blinded by male beauty, wasn't she?
At this moment, Zhu Qianying saw her own heart clearly, but at the same time she was disgusted that she had fallen into it too quickly and too thoroughly. So she started to struggle with herself and argue with herself.
Upon hearing Zhu Qianying's words, Young Master Yan's mind immediately cleared.
This girl is really being difficult.
"Ying'er, I told you on the phone last night that I wanted to stay here with Zizai tonight, and you agreed. Have you forgotten?"
Actually, Yan Shao didn't say anything. He's just saying this to give both sides a way out.
Zhu Qianying looked at him with a skeptical expression. "Really?"
Last night, the two of them talked on the phone for nearly an hour, discussing a lot of important and trivial matters.
To be honest, Zhu Qianying herself didn't quite remember and wasn't sure if he had asked for her opinion, let alone whether she had casually agreed to his request.
Anyway, after hearing what he said, she inexplicably felt relieved.
The inexplicable displeasure in my heart seemed to disappear with that breath, and the two forces that were secretly competing and the awkwardness seemed to be straightened out and smoothed out all at once.
"I really forgot..." Zhu Qianying honestly admitted.
Young Master Yan patted her head with a smile. Despite being inexplicably upset, he showed no intention of blaming her.
"You've been too busy lately, haven't you? How about we go to the villa for a couple of days to relax after Zizai gets out of school on Friday? The weather's starting to warm up, we can go surfing."
Yan Shao's suggestion greatly appealed to Zhu Qianying, who had already calmed down, while the young master, who was nestled on the sofa, jumped up and excitedly shouted to his parents with his little hands raised.
"Daddy, Zizai wants to go!"
Yan Shao didn't rush to answer the little guy, but looked at Zhu Qianying and waited for her to make a decision.
Looking at her son's excited little face, Zhu Qianying felt like a duck being forced onto a shelf, with no chance to shake her head.
"Okay, let's go. I'll see if I can leave work early on Friday so we can pick Zizai up from school together."
Once Zhu Qianying returned to normal, her decisions became much more rational.
When the little boy saw his mother nod, he waved his little hand and asked again.
"Daddy, Daddy, can I invite Bai Xiaolu and Aunt Xiaoshaozi to come play together?"
Young Master Yan readily agreed to his son's increasingly demanding request.
"Of course! Zizai is the little master; he can invite whoever he wants to play!"
The young master happily rushed to the telephone, and quickly dialed a number while holding it.
Yan Shao and Zhu Qianying exchanged a knowing smile.
"Auntie Xiaoshao, we're going to the beach on Friday afternoon. Do you want to come along?"
It seems Bai Shao refused on the phone, because the little guy anxiously tried to persuade her, "It's okay, my daddy and mommy know how, and so do I. We can teach you!"
Yan Shao glanced at Zhu Qianying and asked in a low voice, "Can't Bai Shao and Xiao Lu swim?"
Zhu Qianying nodded, "Yes, Xiao Shao won't."
Zhu Qianying remembers that in high school, whenever there was a swimming class, Bai Shao would skip class for various reasons.
"If you're really worried, the property management company has swimming coaches. We can ask one or two of them to accompany us," Yan Shao suggested as a safety precaution.
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