Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
“Is it just me or does the girl in the picture look like you?” asked Fang Xiaocheng. “Isn’t that the shirt you were wearing the day before yesterday?”
“Are you serious?! That doesn’t look like me! Although shirt is almost the same…I knew I should’ve thrown that shirt away, it’s probably everywhere.”
Fang Xiaocheng believed Xu Xiyan. Maybe it really was just the same shirt. And Xu Xiyan wouldn’t want it to appear that she had anything to do with Huo Yunshen.
Huo Yunshen was on good terms with Xu Jingshan and Chu Yuhe, so Xu Xiyan should definitely hate him.
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The next day, Fang Xiaocheng and Wang Dahi stayed with Ying Bao while Xu Xiyan went to take care of Ying Bao’s discharge procedure. After everything was settled, the three of them took Ying Bao out of the hospital.
When Fang Xiaocheng was about to leave, she hugged Ying Bao and said, “Little Cherry, have a fun time at your great-grandpa’s place. When you come back, we’ll continue livestreaming together.”
Ying Bao threw her arms around Fang Xiaocheng’s neck, hugging her and kissing her face.
“Of course, Aunt Orange. You take care of yourself, too. Eat well and sleep well.”
Fang Xiaocheng was melted by the cuteness of Ying Bao. She was not only adorable, but caring, too.
Even after Ying Bao had left in the taxi, Fang Xiaocheng kept staring at it. Wang Dazhi pulled her close.
“Chengcheng, stop staring. They’ve already left.”
Fang Xiaocheng looked at Wang Dazhi.
“Dazhi, I want a girl like Ying Bao. Let’s make a baby of our own.”
“…” Wang Dazhi was stunned, but also touched by what she had just said. He pulled her close as they walked out.
“Of course. Let’s go. Let’s go back and make a baby.”
Even though they have been dating for seven years, they’d never once had sex. This was because Fang Xiaocheng wanted to wait until marriage, and Wang Dazhi respected her beliefs
Now that he’d heard that his girlfriend wanted to make babies, he almost fainted from happiness.
The mansion where Xu Xiyan’s grandfather lived was called Peijing Jingyuan Siheyuan.
It had been a long time since the Jing family home was so noisy. Jing Huaduo had ordered the servants to clean the whole house and had bought a lot of supplies in preparation. He’d even prepared rooms for Xu Xiyan and Ying Bao, as he expected them to be staying for quite a while.
Xu Xiyan led Ying Bao into her grandfather’s house. The mansion was just as she remembered it: spotless.
The mansion’s garden was filled with all sorts of herbs, giving the place a feeling of lushness and vibrancy. The place had a unique, almost antique aroma, brought on by the Chinese herbs that perfumed the garden.
The butler, Uncle Li, emerged and greeted them. He took them to the master room where Jing Huaduo was waiting.
“We’re here, grandpa,” said Xu Xiyan.
Unlike other kids who would be nervous when they arrived at a new place, Ying Bao kept looking left and right as they made their way to the main room. As they entered the room, she saw her great-grandfather, and ran up and hugged him.
“Great-grandpa, I’ve missed you.”
“I’ve missed you too, little one.” Jing Huaduo picked her up. “My little great-granddaughter is like a strong tiger now.”
“Look at my arms great-grandpa, they’re strong, aren’t they?”
Ying Bao stretched out her arm for Jing Huaduo to check.
Jing Huaduo pinched her arm and commended her. “It sure is.”
A row of white teeth appeared as Ying Bao smiled at her great-grandfather’s praise.
Jing Huaduo led her through the house. “Come little one. Guess what I’ve prepared for you?”