Chapter 193 Ten Days
At the dinner table, Lin Yi'an was intently peeling boiled shrimp, their natural sweetness and freshness shining through. He planned to dip them in sauce and feed them to his sister as soon as she arrived.
While he wasn't paying attention, Shi Jingsheng casually picked up a shrimp that he had just peeled and put it in his mouth.
"Aren't you going to peel some crabs?"
Lin Yi'an silently moved the plate away.
"You know my sister doesn't like eating crabs. If you want some, go peel them yourself."
"mean."
Not long after, Lin Yiluo arrived, and her little mouth was quickly stuffed full by her brother.
"I can't eat anymore..." she mumbled indistinctly.
Lin Yi'an looked at her chubby cheeks, and his heart melted. How could his little sister be so cute! She was almost unfairly adorable!
"Baby, eat slowly, no rush. I'll peel it for you again."
It took Lin Yiluo a long time to finish the hearty breakfast. She looked at her brother curiously and pointed into the distance, asking a question.
"Brother, when I came over, I saw a lot of little kids on the sofa. Who are they and why are they in our house?"
Lin Yi'an looked at the sofa, which was some distance from the dining table, and could see the children sitting on it, quietly sitting there.
"They're here to keep you company."
Lin Yiluo remained silent, but Mo Ziyuan, standing to the side, became jealous. Why did they have to play with Yiluo? He could have just played with her all by himself.
"Brother Yi'an, I'll stay with Sister Yiluo."
Lin Yi'an and Shi Jingsheng were both looking at him.
Shi Jingsheng chuckled softly, but Lin Yi'an spoke up.
"Haven't you been keeping your sister Yiluo company the whole time?"
That's not what Mo Ziyuan meant at all. They did it on purpose. What Mo Ziyuan really wanted was just to stay with Lin Yiluo.
Lin Yi'an placed a peeled shrimp on his plate.
"Alright, alright, let's go to the third floor after we finish eating. You guys go see a movie."
Lin Yi'an was referring to Lin Yiluo, him, and that group of children going to the movies. He didn't understand, but he still nodded obediently.
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The atmosphere in the home theater on the third floor was somewhat awkward. A group of children and adults were in the same room, and none of them seemed quite at ease with each other.
However, the awkward atmosphere clearly didn't affect Mo Ziyuan. He was preoccupied with how to make Lin Yiluo happy.
“Baby Ilo, you sit here, I’ll go get some snacks and fruit.”
"good."
Before leaving, Mo Ziyuan gave the child there a fierce look.
After Mo Ziyuan left, a group of children gradually became more active.
Some people were even sitting next to the little girl, asking her questions.
"Sister, who is that brother? He looks so fierce."
Fierce? Lin Yilu didn't feel that he was fierce. Besides, Brother Ziyuan was not only not fierce, but also very gentle. These children must have misunderstood.
"He's not fierce at all."
The little girl's voice was soft and sweet, with a natural charm. She quickly became friends with her new group of children, and the group discussed watching the latest animated films.
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Mo Ziyuan went downstairs but didn't rush to get the fruit. Instead, he went to find Shi Jingsheng.
Shi Jingsheng is very busy; he is still there dealing with work.
"What's wrong with Jing Sheng?"
Upon seeing the person who had arrived, Shi Jingsheng immediately understood what he was asking. He leaned back in his chair and calmly replied.
"Bringing in some children was the idea of those psychologists. After all, children are of the opposite sex. What? You're not jealous of those children, are you?"
He said with a smile.
Mo Ziyuan was indeed jealous. Those kids were so annoying, always staring at his baby.
"This doctor is really unreliable. What kind of advice is he giving?"
"Tsk, Ziyuan, you'd better be careful. Avoid those doctors. If they find out you're faking illness, they might tell Yi'an."
Mo Ziyuan was well aware of this, but he didn't take those doctors seriously at all; his greatest skill was disguise.
"Okay, I understand. Tell Yi'an not to bring so many kids to our house. I'm enough. Bringing so many is pointless."
Shi Jingsheng wouldn't say it, but Mo Ziyuan is such a jealous person, always causing trouble.
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When Mo Ziyuan returned to the cinema with the fruit, he immediately saw Lin Yiluo playing happily with the group of children.
His gaze swept across the room, finally settling on a thin, small boy in the corner. The child looked to be six or seven years old, sitting alone, completely out of place with the lively atmosphere around him.
"Baby, have some fruit."
Mo Ziyuan didn't look at it any further; after all, that child had nothing to do with him.
"I want to eat grapes too, peel them for me!" An untimely voice suddenly rang out.
Mo Ziyuan's face instantly turned cold. He lowered his eyes, and Lin Yiluo, sitting beside him, was completely unaware of the fleeting chill in his eyes.
Once the first child spoke up, the other children followed suit:
"Why isn't this peach cut into pieces? I want it cut up!"
"They didn't even peel or remove the pits from the lychees, I don't want to eat them!"
"I want to eat mangosteen! And I want to eat chocolate!"
The room instantly became incredibly noisy.
Mo Ziyuan abruptly raised his head, his cold gaze sweeping over the group of children. The noise seemed to be paused, and the children fell silent, too terrified to utter a sound.
"This is all there is. If you don't want to eat, then don't." His voice was flat, yet carried an undeniable authority.
Lin Yiluo didn't react. Brother Ziyuan was right. Did he expect Brother Ziyuan to feed them fruit? Brother Ziyuan could only feed himself, and he couldn't feed the other children.
The children stopped talking. Those who wanted to eat picked up the fruit on the table and started eating, while those who didn't wanted to eat picked up their game consoles and played.
The two were eating fruit when Shi Tian walked over.
"Brother and sister, can I have some fruit? I'm so hungry."
As soon as he finished speaking, his stomach, quite cooperatively, rumbled.
"sure."
Looking at the child eating fruit nearby, Mo Ziyuan asked a question.
Who is your father?
Shi Tian put down the fruit and answered.
"My father's name is Shi Zhuo."
"Shi Zhuo? He has no son."
"Yes, my mother said he was my father, but my mother is dead."
Mo Ziyuan understood.
"You didn't have breakfast?"
It's only around 9 o'clock now, but you can tell he's starving by how quickly he's wolfing down the fruit.
"No, my stepmother overslept this morning. I was waiting for her there and didn't have breakfast. She brought me here right after she got up, so I didn't eat anything."
Lin Yiluo felt sorry for him, and Mo Ziyuan knew it. He gently patted the little girl's hand to reassure her.
He's just a kid. I'll have Jing Sheng make some arrangements for him later. Find him a good place; he definitely can't go back to that home.
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