"What..." Zizai pouted in dissatisfaction, "He even asked me if I wanted to sleep by myself! No way!"
The little guy's sullen expression instantly reminded Zhu Qianying of some unpleasant things.
Sure enough, the little guy then whispered something mysteriously in her ear.
"I'm going to sleep with him! Then he can't sleep with anyone else!"
Bamboo Shadows touched her forehead!
Where did this kid hear all this nonsense?
Besides, what makes you, a little kid, think you can compete with Young Master Yan? Let's not even talk about how Young Master Yan's affairs with others are none of your business. Even if he really did have something going on with someone, would he really need this big bed at home?
Of course, Zhu Qianying dared not say these things to her son.
Otherwise, with that kid's brain, who knows what new tricks he'll come up with next.
"Zizai, don't be naughty!" Zhu Qianying gave the little guy a hard slap on the bottom.
She was slightly worried. What would Yan Han think if he heard or knew what the boy had just said or thought?
They'll probably think it was her, as the mother, who instigated and instructed them, right?
Moreover, that's not the most important thing. The important thing is that this little guy's mentality is not right!
She and Yan Han had separated five years ago, and both of them were free to pursue new love.
Although this little guy is Yan Han's son, he has no right to interfere in his father's love affairs.
It seems I'll have to find some time to talk to him about this privately. She clearly explained everything to him when she took him home, so why does this little guy still have such wicked thoughts?
Zhu Qianying felt increasingly overwhelmed. The little guy, who had wanted to show off and claim credit, not only failed to receive his mother's praise but also received two slaps and a light scolding for no reason. Feeling resentful, he lay back in Zhu Qianying's arms and rubbed against her a few times.
"Mommy, Zizai didn't do anything naughty..." His little face was scrunched up, looking as aggrieved as could be.
But how could his pitiful tricks fool Zhu Qianying, his mother?
However, Zhu Qianying, who had been separated from him for most of the time, couldn't bear to scold him too much. She just gently tugged at his scrunched-up little face.
"You're not allowed to be so willful anymore, understand? I'll have your dad prepare a bedroom for you. You're a little man now, it's so embarrassing to still sleep with your dad!"
Actually, Zizai started sleeping on his own when he was two or three years old. Although the little guy often comes to sleep in the same big bed with her in the middle of the night for various reasons, he is still a child who has his own bedroom and can take care of many things in his daily life.
The little guy reluctantly said "Oh..." and, to express his dissatisfaction, he pried open his eyelids with his little hands and made a big face at Zhu Qianying.
Zhu Qianying chuckled at his teasing, leaned down to kiss his cheek, and said, "Once Mommy finds a house, Mommy and Grandma will take Zizai back to live there. Zizai can stay here for a while longer, okay?"
When Zizai heard that his mother was going to take him home, he immediately became happy. He stopped making funny faces, rolled out of Zhu Qianying's arms, and sat up straight and properly.
"Okay! Zizai will be good and promises not to do anything naughty!"
"Yes, but Zizai can't tell Grandpa and Grandma about this yet, okay?" Zhu Qianying whispered to him again, and the little guy immediately covered his mouth with both hands and nodded heavily.
So when Madam Yan and Yan Han returned, they found that Zizai was much more lively than usual, jumping up and down on the sofa and stairs like a monkey, never still for a moment.
Zhu Qianying, as a mother, was already used to Zizai's monkey-like active nature, but Old Madam Yan and Yan Han were slightly surprised to see Zizai like this.
"Ying'er, is it because he saw you that Zizai is so happy and excited today?!"
Grandma Yan watched her grandson jumping around on the stairs, feeling both happy and worried.
Upon hearing Madam Yan's words, Zhu Qianying immediately understood that the little guy Zizai had probably been putting on airs, pretending, and enduring being well-behaved at the Yan family these days!
"Auntie, he's a slow starter. He might be quiet before he gets used to the environment, but once he does, he's a complete little madman, letting his true nature run wild!"
At this point, Zhu Qianying became even more determined to take Zizai away.
The little guy has always been very mischievous and arrogant, but judging from Madam Yan's words, he seems to be both well-behaved and sensible.
Such a stark contrast in behavior clearly indicates that she was hesitant and dared not be overly flamboyant in an unfamiliar environment and with unfamiliar people.
But she preferred her son to be a little mischievous and arrogant, after all, that was his nature, and she didn't want him to lose the edges that a child should have at such a young age.
"Really? I knew it! Xiaohan was quite mischievous when she was little, so how come Zizai is so quiet? Turns out, he's just not used to it!"
After chatting with her son outside the door, Madam Yan sat down with Zhu Qianying to chat. Besides talking about Zizai, she also began to inquire about some of Zhu Qianying's current situation.
"So, you were a jewelry designer? That's amazing! No wonder you have such a good eye! You didn't know, did you? That jade ruyi you gave me is now worth nearly a million!"
Five years ago, Zhu Qianying bought that jade ruyi for 88,000 yuan. At the time, she admired the sculptor's craftsmanship. Sure enough, two years ago, this previously unknown sculptor won an award for one of his works and quickly rose to fame. Suddenly, his works became sought-after by collectors from all over the country, and some of his earlier works saw their value increase tenfold or eightfold.
"Really? Look at these things, most of the time it's all about luck."
Zhu Qianying knew that Yan Bo and his wife had collected no less than ten thousand antiques over the years, and their knowledge was definitely superior to hers. Therefore, she was too embarrassed to show off her limited knowledge in front of the old man.
"By the way, next month on the 20th is my and Lao Yan's 40th wedding anniversary. Ying'er, do you have time to design a pair of rings for us?"
Zhu Qianying barely paid any attention to her son Yan Han, how could Old Madam Yan not see that? She had no choice but to try to find more excuses to associate with Zhu Qianying.
Even though Zhu Qianying understood that Madam Yan's true intentions were not what they seemed, she couldn't very well refuse.
"Fortieth anniversary? That's a ruby wedding anniversary. Do you and your aunt and uncle want a pair of ruby rings?"
Zhu Qianying couldn't be tough on the two old people at all.
"Sure! How about this, whenever you're free, Lao Yan and I can go to your shop together."
Although Zhu Qianying couldn't be tough on the two elders, she understood that minimizing contact with them was the best course of action.
“Auntie, we don’t have many finished ruby pieces in the shop. How about this, I’ll design a few rings first, and then I’ll send you the renderings. If you see them and think anything is unsuitable or you don’t like it, just tell me directly. It will save you the trouble of running back and forth.”
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