Until he stood in front of a door, Little Star looked up and felt that the door seemed somewhat familiar.
I think I've been here before...
Thinking this, Little Star quietly opened the door.
Squeak—
The door was carefully opened a crack, and a familiar voice came from inside. Little Star widened her round cat eyes and peeked inside from the outside.
Then he saw it...
Little Star covered his mouth, and just as he was about to push the door open, his small body was lifted up from behind, leaving him suspended in mid-air.
"Awooo—"
Little Star waved her hands in mid-air, about to shout, when an old hand covered her mouth with an orange peel, took a few steps back, and turned away.
"Young Master Xing, it's me."
When Little Star heard that it was Butler Wenbo, she blinked and quieted down.
Wenbo placed Little Star on the ground, turned around and quietly closed the door that had been opened a crack. Then he squatted down, put a finger to his lips, and said to Little Star.
"Young Master Xing, let's not disturb Ninth Master and Madam. Let's go."
As Wenbo spoke, he took Xiaoxing's hand and was about to leave, but Xiaoxing stopped in place and refused to go.
He tilted his head back, his little face scrunched up, and asked with concern.
"Grandpa Wen, are Mommy and Daddy fighting? Mommy is crying so hard..."
At this point, Little Star pouted, clenched her little fists, and glared angrily with wide eyes.
"Daddy is so mean, I hate him!"
Upon hearing this, Wenbo immediately stopped Xiaoxing from continuing. He glanced back at the closed door, picked Xiaoxing up, and quickly walked towards the other end of the corridor.
"Young Master Xing, what nonsense are you spouting! Madam and Ninth Master didn't fight. Ninth Master was just being affectionate with Madam! Let's go!"
Little Star was furious. Although she was perched on Uncle Wen's shoulder, her eyes were still fixed on the door at the end of the corridor. She pouted unhappily, clearly not believing Uncle Wen's words.
Son."
Little Star said somewhat angrily.
"Hmph, Daddy might not be able to beat Mommy. Mommy is super strong. I saw Daddy covered in bloody scratches..."
Wenbo looked embarrassed, his lips twitched a few times, but he couldn't utter a single word.
How is he going to explain this to Young Master Xing?
Forget it, I won't explain anymore! Young Master Xing will understand when he grows up.
...
As the faint morning light of the third day fell, Ye Ningwan curled up in her blanket, hugging it tightly. Her small face was buried in the black silk blanket, making her porcelain-white face even more delicate and beautiful, like a peony in full bloom after being nourished.
Pei Fengzhi had changed into a moon-white Tang-style robe. He sat on the edge of the bed, looking down at Ye Ningwan lying on the bed with a gentle and infatuated gaze and a satisfied expression.
Although he didn't make a sound, Ye Ningwan was still awakened by a deep and brooding gaze.
She tried to lift her eyelids, wanting to move her body, but every bone in her body felt like it had fallen apart, and she couldn't move at all.
Ye Ningwan sighed, squinting at Pei Fengzhi sitting on the edge of the bed, hooking her fingers around the ends of his loose hair and gently playing with them.
Pei Fengzhi saw that she was awake and leaned over to get closer, but Ye Ningwan pushed him away in disgust.
She said in a lazy, hoarse voice.
"Go away, I can't take it anymore, let me sleep for a while."
Pei Fengzhi grasped Ye Ningwan's hand, which was pressed against his chest, and brought it to his lips to bite her finger.
"I won't bother you, just go to sleep."
Ye Ningwan glared at Pei Fengzhi.
Is this what they call "not bothering her"?
In a hoarse voice, she tried to pull her fingers out in disgust.
In the end, she couldn't pull her fingers out of Pei Fengzhi's hand, so she could only try to distract him.
"Is there something you need that's up so early?"
Ye Ningwan closed her eyes again, buried half her face in the blanket, and yawned as she spoke.
"You go ahead, I won't bother you anymore, I want to sleep a little longer."
Pei Fengzhi looked at her, who looked like a sleepy little cat, and couldn't help but poke her face and whisper.
“We are going out, but it’s nothing important. Dad called the night before last and asked us to go back so that Xiaoxing can serve tea to the elders and then the whole family can have a meal together. That way, the child will have made an appearance at home.”
Upon hearing this, Ye Ningwan frowned and lifted her head from under the covers to stare at Pei Fengzhi's face.
When Pei Fengzhi saw Ye Ningwan looking at him with that kind of gaze, he immediately comforted her.
“Dad was also considering your feelings and reputation, so we didn’t make a big fuss about it. I know you don’t dislike Xiaoxing. If you feel it’s not grand enough, I’ll organize another banquet this week and invite some social celebrities over so that Xiaoxing can officially recognize you as her mommy.”
Ye Ningwan didn't care about that.
In her heart, the more low-key Little Star is, the better, and the fewer people she meets, the better, in order to protect this child.
Ye Ningwan thought this way, and naturally said the same thing to Pei Fengzhi.
She said with some concern.
“Little Star is still a child. Once he appears in front of the camera, the paparazzi and media will keep chasing him. This is not good for the child’s growth and may even harm his mental health.”
Pei Fengzhi gazed tenderly at Ye Ningwan, hesitated for a moment, but couldn't resist leaning down to kiss Ye Ningwan's rosy, moist lips.
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