Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

Chapter 361: I’ll Provide for You, Three Foods a Day, A Place to Stay for Spring, Summer, Autumn, Winter

Yan Qingxiu’s voice wasn’t low, and Han Zhan and Song Ci successfully heard what she said. Hearing that, both of them were stunned for a moment, but soon recovered their serious expressions.

Long Zhize was stunned for half a second before he looked at Yan Qingxiu resentfully. His tone was full of condemnation. “If you can give birth to a bird, I’m also willing to hatch eggs with you.”

The other three were speechless.

Han Zhan hurriedly invited the two of them into the manor.

On the way, Yan Qingxiu sized up Han Zhan’s home and thought to himself, This is indeed the home that Lord chose. This house is so imposing. When they were eating, the two little fellows were also allowed to enter the dining room to eat with them.

The children sat at their own baby tables and were given their children’s meals.

Yan Qingxiu observed the little Lord as he ate.

The little Lord was still the same as before. She was hardly picky when she ate. There was nothing she particularly liked or disliked. The Lord never allowed herself to like something. She was afraid that if she did, she would develop dependence on it.

Yan Qingxiu felt a little regretful. He actually hoped that the Lord would be able to experience the coldness and warmth of human emotions that he had never experienced in the Proud Victory Continent, so that she could learn the feelings that humans should have.

Everyone in the Aosheng Continent knew that the High Lord was born with spiritual consciousness in the land of extreme evil. What nurtured her was not the mother of humans, but the resentment of humans and other creatures.

The Lord herself was the vessel of resentment.

Song Ci noticed that ‘Dong Yang’ had been staring at her younger daughter and even had that kind of glowing eyes. She secretly kicked ‘Dong Yang’ under the table.

Yan Qingxiu snapped back to reality after being kicked.

He turned his head and met Song Ci’s warning gaze. He didn’t dare to look at her anymore.

After the meal, Yan Qingxiu walked closer to Han Miao and Han Jun. He took out the gift he had prepared from his bag. It was a pair of cute and adorable jade pendants.

He gave Han Miao the shape of a small butterfly and Han Jun the shape of a sword.

Han Jun held the sword and looked at it for a moment before raising her head and giving Yan Qingxiu words of thanks. Yan Qingxiu smiled until his eyes curved.

After Han Miao and Han Jun left, Han Zhan and Long Zhize went to the tea room next door to discuss some matters. The mistress, Song Ci, personally came to attend the banquet.

She asked Yan Qingxiu, “Miss Dong, do you want tea or coffee?”

Yan Qingxiu had lived in countless planes, but he could never love coffee. “Just tea.”

“Alright then.”

Song Ci personally brewed tea for Dong Yang.

When the water was boiling, Song Ci said straightforwardly, “Miss Dong, you to be very interested in our Junjun.”

Knowing that Dong Yang had some skills, Song Ci did not intend to hide it. She suspected something and asked directly, “Why are you so interested in our Junjun, Miss Dong?”

Knowing that Song Ci was a smart woman, Dong Yang planned to reveal the truth to her. “Mrs. Han, is Miss Junjun a little cold and... a little cruel?”

Song Ci didn’t say anything, but she didn’t refute.

She muttered to herself for a moment, then picked up the boiling water and poured it into the pot. Staring at the Biluochun that had instantly relaxed because of the hot water, Song Ci asked, “What happened to her? I wonder if you can see through it, Miss Dong?”

Yan Qingxiu said, “To be honest, I’m not from Earth. I come from a world called the Aosheng Continent. It’s an immortal cultivation world. Our Lord failed to transcend the tribulation and ascended a thousand years ago. His soul shattered and he transmigrated to a different plane. In this thousand years, I’ve already collected eleven fragments. The biggest and last fragment is Miss Junjun.”

Song Ci was stunned.

The cultivation world?

Which f*cking novel’s plot is this?

She scrutinized Yan Qingxiu and suspected that this person was most likely crazy and was spouting nonsense.

After guessing what Song Ci was thinking, Yan Qingxiu suddenly smiled and asked humbly, “Mrs. Han, you don’t believe me, right? What can I do to make you believe me?”

Song Ci casually pointed at Old Mr Han’s portrait and said, “If you let my grandpa revive, I will believe you.”