Fu Yunchen & Yi Tianran: "..."
These words have a strangely familiar feel to them, like saying, "Don't leave here, I'll go buy you some oranges."
Little furball, you are such a filial son!
At this moment, Huaihuai looked up expectantly and said in a childish voice, "Daddy and Mommy, if you get married, I want to be a flower girl and shower you with roses so that you can be the most beautiful bride in the world."
"I'll be your bodyguard," Geng Geng said seriously. "I won't let any bad guys get close to Mommy."
The little furball happily decided, "Then I'll be the officiant and promise not to let anyone ruin your wedding."
"..." Yi Tianran grabbed his cheeks and rubbed them vigorously. "The officiant is a respected elder in the family. Are you asking for trouble, you little rascal?"
The little furball finally managed to break free, rubbed its rescued face, and blinked its beautiful big eyes: "So Mommy is willing to marry Daddy?"
Geng Geng and Huai Huai both gave him a thumbs up: Blind student, you've spotted the key point!
Meeting Fu Yunchen's meaningful gaze, Yi Tianran tossed her long hair, pinched the little furball's soft face, and said meaningfully, "I hate troublesome and lengthy formalities the most."
Fu Yunchen was exceptionally easy to talk to: "If you don't like it, we can skip these tedious rituals and steps and go straight to our honeymoon."
Yi Tianran narrowed her eyes. "Mr. Fu, please don't join in the child's commotion. That's too childish."
A turbulent current surged in Fu Yunchen's deep eyes, his voice low and alluring, "What if I'm serious!"
Yi Tianran felt a chill run down her spine. She suddenly stood up and picked up the little furball. "I suddenly remembered that there's something important that you need my help with, so I won't bother you any longer."
After saying that, she darted out and slammed the study door shut.
Geng Geng looked up at Fu Yunchen and said coolly, "Daddy, Mommy is already wavering. Aren't you going to press your advantage?"
Fu Yunchen's lips curled slightly. "Your mommy responds better to gentle persuasion than force."
The best way is to win her over gradually and persistently.
A good pot of tea should be savored slowly to leave a lasting impression.
...
As the reality show progressed rapidly, Yi Lianxue's popularity soared, and Yi Tianran made a fortune from her share of the profits.
She knew the time was right, and the final step of her plan could finally be implemented.
"Little fluffy ball, Mommy is now giving you an important task."
She compiled the collected information into a large file, asked Xiao Maotuan to send it to someone's computer, and then logged out without leaving a trace.
"Mommy, you're not plotting anything, are you?" the little furball asked her suspiciously.
"What schemes and tricks? I call this cleverness and resourcefulness." Yi Tianran gently tapped his little head. "This is a good thing for the people, so stop talking nonsense and hurry up."
The little furball said pitifully, "But my hands are so sore and my back hurts so much. It must be because I have too much homework. My eyes are so dry now!"
Yi Tianran squinted at him, her expression ambiguous, and said, "Should I ask your daddy to cut your test paper in half?"
"There's such a good thing?" The little furball coughed awkwardly, then immediately started showering her with compliments: "I mean... Mommy is so understanding, gentle and generous, and as beautiful as an angel!"
"Thank you for the compliment." Yi Tianran smiled sweetly and slowly got up. "Then I'll go down and tell Fu Yunchen right now that you've gone too far. You actually assigned so much homework to my precious son, causing him to have backaches and almost go blind at such a young age. This is simply exploitation. This kind of capitalist must be taught a lesson."
Just as she was about to leave, the little furball quickly turned on the computer, typed a few keystrokes, and finished in a few dozen seconds.
"Mommy, mission accomplished!" He toddled over, covering the dozen or so meters in less than three seconds, and said earnestly, "Suddenly my back and legs don't hurt anymore, and I can run ten laps in one go! This must be Daddy's good intention; he designed reasonable assignments for each of us to strengthen our bodies!"
Yi Tianran chuckled, "So I misunderstood him. Daddy's deep love for you is indeed reflected in your daily life."
You think you can't handle me?
The little furball smiled back, not to be outdone, and said, "Yes! Daddy really is all about loving the house because of the dog. Can't you feel such deep and reserved love, Mommy?"
Yi Tianran: "..."
That brat, how did he get to be so cunning? Could it be that her parenting methods were flawed?
I wonder who he takes after in terms of personality.
It definitely doesn't look like her.
...
Late at night, at the Yi Family Manor.
The light was still on in one of the rooms.
Yi Youyou held her head in her hands, her knees open, leaning against the wall—a posture that reflected both unease and vigilance.
For the past few days, she has been unable to fall asleep no matter what she does. Every time she closes her eyes, the image of Yi Gui lying in a pool of blood fills her mind.
She tried to forget it by chanting scriptures repeatedly, attempting to fall asleep.
But just as her tense nerves relaxed, the next second, Yi Gui, lying in a pool of blood, suddenly widened his eyes, like a wronged ghost, and jumped up to take her life.
"Ah—" She woke up from a nightmare again, leaned against the wall, and sat there stiffly until dawn.
The maid ran to knock on the door, but heard no sound from inside, and her heart skipped a beat.
For the past three days, the young lady hasn't left her room, neither eating nor drinking. How can this continue?
Thinking of this, she disregarded everything else, took the key, unlocked the door, and pushed it open. When she saw the disheveled, filthy figure in the corner, looking like a vengeful ghost whose life force had been drained, she was so frightened that she let go of the door.
The sound of plates falling to the ground and bowls shattering woke Yi Youyou.
She seemed to have lost all feeling in her body, and with difficulty, she raised her head, her voice hoarse and grating like a broken bellows, "Didn't I say that no one was allowed to come in?"
The maid swallowed hard, barely suppressing her fear as she entered, and said worriedly, "Miss, what's wrong with you? You haven't eaten or drunk anything for three days. You'll die if this continues."
The word "death" deeply affected Yi Youyou.
She seemed to have thought of something, and with a hint of fear, she raised her bloodshot eyes, asking anxiously and urgently, "What...what happened to him?"
The maid asked, puzzled, "Who is it?"
“It’s just…” Yi Youyou’s breathing quickened, her expression strange, and she managed to utter two words with difficulty: “Yi… Gui!”
"Ah—" Upon hearing the name, the maid suddenly realized, "Miss is so heartbroken because of this that she's locked herself in her room and refuses to eat or drink! After all, you two are cousins who grew up together, so you must have a very close relationship..."
"Enough!" Yi Youyou snapped angrily, her face turning ugly. "I asked you how he was, not why you were rambling on."
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