As the two stepped out of the house, they happened to catch a glimpse of Xu Cuifen and Wen Xiaojian sitting at the table, each holding a bowl and looking in their direction.
Xu Cuifen smiled and, while eating, said, "Daughter, Zhaoye, come and eat dinner quickly."
After the two finished washing up, the four of them sat around a table, and the atmosphere immediately became awkward.
Wen Jiaojiao spoke first:
"Don't you have anything to say to me?"
Xu Cuifen: "Mom is doing this all for your own good."
Wen Xiaojian: "Dad is doing this for your own good."
Wen Zhaoye echoed:
"I think they both meant well for us."
Wen Jiaojiao's face fell. Before she could say anything, Xu Cuifen grinned, took out the leftover drink from under the table, and poured it into a glass:
"Since you've said so, then you two can have some more."
Wen Jiaojiao immediately understood and said irritably, "It's already done, why bother with this? Besides, this stuff is very potent and can kill people."
Xu Cuifen's face stiffened: "..."
I hope we can do it a few more times, and I'm also hoping you'll get pregnant.
Although Wen Zhaoye was somewhat confused by the two's actions, he figured they wouldn't harm him after all, and besides, this arrangement was exactly what he wanted.
A barely perceptible smile flickered in his eyes, but he didn't seem to care at all as he said:
"You go with Dad tonight to check on the fishpond. I'll keep an eye on things myself. It's really not good to drink this stuff every day."
"What are you talking about?" Wen Jiaojiao asked, her face slightly surprised.
Seeing this, Xu Cuifen and Wen Xiaojian put down their bowls and chopsticks, and took the opportunity to pick up the small cloth bags prepared under the table and walk out the door.
Wen Zhaoye's smile deepened as he turned his head and gazed at her, saying:
"What are you thinking? I just want to fool them so we can both get a good rest tonight. Your man isn't made of iron; he gets tired too, you know?"
Wen Jiaojiao breathed a sigh of relief: "That's more like it. If it had continued for another night, I would have had to go to the hospital."
“So…” Wen Zhaoye suddenly spoke, taking a sip of his thick porridge. As Wen Jiaojiao looked over, he lifted his eyelids to meet her gaze and chuckled softly:
"Let's just have a little something tonight, that way we won't be tired, and I can easily explain myself."
Wen Jiaojiao: "..." This addiction is so strong, I can't live like this anymore. Let whoever wants this man have him.
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