Winning Him Over

After this incident, Lu Fengxuan became the number one threat in Tan Garden.

No matter where she went, someone followed her. The children's rooms were completely off-limits to her, and she was not allowed anywhere near them.

Yu Chiyin had made up his mind this time, unwilling to hear her cunning arguments. He didn't even give her a chance to explain.

She was in agony inside, consumed by the desire to see the children, to hold them. Since taking a hard line didn't work, she could only choose a gentler approach...

That night, Lu Fengxuan personally cooked a bowl of warm chicken porridge and a cup of honey lemon water for sobering up.

She had inquired from Yu Chiyin's assistant and knew that they were entertaining tonight, having barely touched their dinner, with their stomachs filled with alcohol. Just now, when he went upstairs, she clearly saw the drunken haze in his eyes.

"Knock knock!" She knocked on the study door. There was no response from inside, "Brother Ayin, I'm coming in."

The solemn study was empty of the figure that made her heart flutter. Light was shining in the adjoining rest room, and she guessed that Yu Chengyi must be resting there.

"Oh no, I forgot to bring a spoon."

Lu Fengxuan placed the meal on the desk, annoyed she tapped her forehead and turned to leave.

As her footsteps faded away, the door to the rest room opened, and a small figure emerged.

Xiaoyi was only temporarily using Yu Chiyin's study, taking advantage of its natural signal-blocking capabilities to send a "gift" to Jiang Che.

Once he was finished and came out, his little nose smelled a particularly tempting aroma, and his stomach grumbled, tactically signaling his hunger.

Seeing the steaming bowl of chicken porridge on the desk, Xiaoyi immediately set down his notebook and climbed onto the chair.

"Delicious, Chef Yuan's skills have improved quite a bit. Tomorrow I'll tell Daddy to give him a raise," Xiaoyi murmured as he slurped down the porridge.

When Lu Fengxuan returned with a spoon, what she saw at the door was this scene.

Her eyes warmed as she looked at Xiaoyi, her gaze soft enough to wring water from, "Xiaoyi, are you going to give me a salary?"

"..." Xiaoyi froze like the pause button had been hit, holding the bowl motionless.

A pair of eyes, dark as grapes, blinked from behind the bowl, making sure it was really her and not a hallucination.

Xiaoyi quickly put down the bowl and, with a stern face, slid off the chair and ran toward the door.

"Xiaoyi!"

Next to the study was Jiujiu's princess room, where Xiaoyi took refuge seeking to close the door behind him.

Lu Fengxuan chased after him, and in her urgency, she stuck her foot in the door, "Ah!"

Through the crack in the door, panic flashed across Xiaoyi's small face, but in the blink of an eye, he regained his composure.

"I know you' re pretending, huh, you can't fool me anymore!" Xiaoyi wasn't a fool, and he wouldn't be fooled again.

Lu Fengxuan looked at the blood seeping from her ankle, gave a bitter smile and thought that the story of the boy who cried wolf really did harm to both others and oneself.

"Xiaoyi, can you open the door and let Mommy in to see your sister?"

Her hand rested on the door, but she dared not push with force.

Hearing her mention his sister, Xiaoyi's face immediately showed a guarded expression. He angrily said, "Sister just woke up. You want to hurt her again. You're a bad mommy. I hate you, get out, you can't come in!"

With the strength of a four-year-old pushing, Lu Fengxuan stumbled backward, unprepared, tripping over her own feet.

She fell awkwardly to the floor. Fortunately, the corridor was carpeted, and aside from the embarrassment, it wasn't painful.

"Yu Chengyi, what are you yelling about?"

As the voice fell, the solid and steady sound of a man's footsteps came from inside.