Two-Faced Husband, Have Some Decency!

Since he was standing right at the door, he turned to open it.

Wei Ran pushed in a baby stroller, holding little Muche. Wei Ziqi came in next, holding little Muran in one hand and a bottle of cranberry juice for the kids in his other.

Aunt Yang took the bottle from him and said to Qi Chengzhi, ”Young Master Yan wants to have hotpot. He even brought the pot and all the ingredients.”

Qi Chengzhi glanced at the kitchen and saw a copper hotpot on the dining table. Also present was a mountain of fresh food laid out on the table. He stifled a groan and pulled Song Yu into the room to change.

”I don’t think we came at the right time!” Qi Chenglin wanted to take a smoke, but he remembered that there were kids there. Knowing that Wei Ziqi was a slave to children, Qi Chenglin retracted his hand after touching the cigarettes.

”Qi Chengzhi attacked Sis Xiao Yu from behind like that! His eagerness is frightening. Say, what do you think he’s turned into after holding himself back for so many years?” Yan Beicheng remarked while turning to Chu Zhaoyang. ”Lao Chu, are you still gonna put off settling down? You might become even scarier than Qi Chengzhi in the future.”

By then, Qi Youxuan and little Muran were playing with little Muche. They were no longer in the vicinity, so Yan Beicheng did not have to worry about them hearing what he said.

Chu Zhaoyang shot him a cold stare and laughed sarcastically. ”Ha-ha.”

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Qi Chengzhi and Song Yu changed into their house clothes and came down. Aunt Yang had already set up the pot and filled it with different soups, giving it a Yin-Yang appearance. The rest of the fresh ingredients were laid nicely on the table.

Qi Youxuan took a cup of cranberry juice from Aunt Yang and drank a mouthful. Then he smacked and licked his lips, staining them red.

”Uncle, Auntie, my kindergarten’s having springtime Sports Day tomorrow. I already told Great-Grandpa and Great-Grandma to come. They said they would. Do you want to come, too?” Qi Youxuan’s large black puppy eyes stared at them, full of hope and anticipation.

Qi Youxuan was an easy child. He signed up for the relay race, and his most vicious opponent was a boy named Dai Zhiyao, who was from another class. Dai Zhiyao was the most handsome boy in that class, and many of the girls in the kindergarten liked him. It would not only be friends and family who supported him, but all those girls combined. They would cheer him on like a cheer-leading squad.

Therefore, the first plan of action Qi Youxuan had was to suppress the opposition with a show of force.

An ordinary kid would probably only bring their parents. However, Qi Youxuan’s believed that, if he were to call his entire family over, their presence would definitely be felt.

It was a pity, though, that his fourth uncle would not be available. Otherwise, a battalion would be present to crush his opponent and hand him the victory.

If the Qi family elders did not attend Song Yu definitely would. How could she resist Qi Youxuan’s imploring gaze?

However, she was not on good terms with the family. Save for Grandmother Qi, the last time she had seen any of them was at the wedding.

Speaking of which, Qi Chengyue blamed Song Yu for every single mishap that had happened during the wedding. Furthermore, it was certain that Qi Zhongxun and his wife would not be looking forward to meeting her again.

Qi Youxuan being their grandson made Song Yu hesitant. She looked at Qi Chengzhi, seeking his approval.

Qi Chengzhi did the unexpected and nodded with gusto. ”We’ll be there tomorrow.”

”We’ll be there too. Muran didn’t participate in anything, so it will be like a family outing,” Wei Ziqi said.

Little Muran was in the same kindergarten as Qi Youxuan, but she was junior to him.

Qi Youxuan drank some juice and looked at Muran, while still clutching the cup. ”Do you know Dai Zhiyao from Class Three of the International Division?”

Muran was eating a piece of beef that Wei Ziqi had fed her. It was still rather hot, so her face was flushed and she exhaled in short bursts to cool her mouth. She heard Qi Youxuan’s question, but only nodded.

”Do you think he’s handsome?” Qi Youxuan asked, blinking.

Muran swallowed the beef and shook her head. ”He’s not as handsome as my dad.”