Jiang Nuan looked at her. Xia Xia seemed unwell, listless. Thinking of the slap she’d given Li Qing Shuo at the hospital, she didn’t ask what had happened. It was clear Xia Xia didn't want to talk about it.
“Xia Xia, it’s okay. But after this morning’s events, we’ve made some big discoveries on our end.”
She had already sent the message to Nan Zhou.
Nan Zhou would investigate the man’s true identity.
Meng Yuan looked at Yun Xia. “Xia Xia, have you eaten dinner?”
Yun Xia shook her head slightly. “No, but I haven’t had much appetite lately, I don’t really want to eat.”
“Oh! Then have some oranges. Brother Jiang bought them, they’re very fresh.” As Meng Yuan spoke, she picked up an orange, peeled it, and ate it. The sweet and sour taste made her feel very good.
The oranges were very sweet, and she liked them very much.
Yun Xia watched her eat the orange and inexplicably felt like eating one. She walked over and sat beside Meng Yuan. Meng Yuan had just peeled another one and broke off half, handing it to her.
Yun Xia ate the half rather eagerly. “Mmm! Delicious.”
After eating it, she felt much better.
“Heh heh…” Meng Yuan smiled happily. “Brother Jiang is the best at picking fruit; all the fruit he buys is delicious.”
Jiang Nuan also sat opposite them. Seeing the two of them eating happily, she picked up an orange and peeled it.
“Mom, I’m hungry.” Jiang Yu Kuo, who had slept for several hours, asked his mother for food as soon as he woke up, his voice still groggy.
Jiang Nuan looked at her son, who was still groggy on the stairs, not fully awake. With concern, she walked over and helped him down.
“Kuo Bao, keep your eyes open when you go downstairs. What if you fall?” Jiang Nuan’s tone was a little stern. When it came to safety, she would not allow any carelessness.
Jiang Yu Kuo felt a little wronged. He was the only one at home now, and he could finally enjoy his mother’s pampering all by himself.
“Mom, I’ll be careful next time. My hand hurts. Mom, hug your baby.” His soft voice tugged at her heartstrings.
Hearing his affectionate voice, Jiang Nuan felt both sweet and happy.
“Okay, okay, Mommy will hug her baby!” Jiang Nuan smiled and picked him up with her uninjured hand. The little guy was taller than his peers, and holding him was quite heavy.
The wound ached faintly, but Jiang Nuan remained expressionless.
She had already told Meng Yuan and Yun Xia not to let the children know she was injured.
Meng Yuan and Yun Xia saw her smiling and said nothing.
Jiang Yu Kuo nuzzled into his mother’s arms and said with a smile, “Mommy’s arms are so warm!”
Jiang Nuan smiled and bent down to kiss the top of her son’s head.
Mmm~ Mommy smelled nice. Indeed, being a child was the happiest time.
“What do you want to eat?” Jiang Nuan asked her son.
Jiang Yu Kuo: “Dumplings. No garlic paste. After eating them, my mouth will be stinky, and my breath will smell bad at night, and Mom will dislike me.”
“Pfft…” Meng Yuan was the first to burst out laughing at his words.
“Little scheming boy, you care about these things too? She’s your mom, you can be more relaxed.”
Jiang Yu Kuo pouted. “Not at all! I’m a man, I need to maintain my image.”
Meng Yuan was speechless. “You, a man? Sigh! Little scheming boy, as a man, you’ll be very miserable. Isn’t it better to just be a child and be carefree?”
Jiang Yu Kuo scratched his head slightly. Looking at Meng Yuan, whose intelligence was online, he thought her words made sense. “Aunt Meng, I am being a child right now, aren’t I?”
Jiang Nuan placed him on the sofa. “Wait here for Mom. Dumplings will be ready soon.” Da Feng Novel Network.
She moved her injured arm slightly.
“Okay, thank you, Mom.” Jiang Yu Kuo waited with great anticipation, his big eyes smiling expectantly.
Fragrant dumplings, so delicious!
Jiang Nuan looked at Yun Xia. “Xia Xia, let me cook you a bowl of dumplings. You look very unwell, eat something before you sleep.”
Yun Xia smiled and nodded. “Thank you, Nuan Nuan.”
Jiang Nuan smiled and turned to the kitchen to cook the dumplings. Yun Xia busied herself by eating two more oranges.
Meng Yuan and Jiang Yu Kuo were chatting.
“Little scheming boy, you’re so old, and you still want to be carried?”
“Huh! Aunt Meng, didn’t you tell me to be a child?” Jiang Yu Kuo crossed his legs casually, his relaxed and lazy posture resembling someone else.
Jiang Nuan’s gaze flickered, and she said nothing more.
Jiang Yu Kuo was Mu Jiu Chen’s son. How could she feel so surreal?
“Aunt Meng, what have you been busy with lately?”
Meng Yuan, while eating an orange, replied, “Taking on tasks. I’m busy.”
Jiang Yu Kuo’s eyes widened. “Ah… Who’s blind enough to look for you again!”
Meng Yuan almost choked on her orange. Her eyes widened, and her voice was heavy with anger. “Hey! Little scheming boy, what do you mean by that?”
Jiang Yu Kuo gave a sly smile. “I mean, Aunt Meng, you’ve gained weight recently.”
Meng Yuan looked at her waist, which seemed a little prominent. She looked at Jiang Yu Kuo very angrily. “Your mom is the culprit. Eating dumplings so late at night, isn’t that tempting people to sin?”
Meng Yuan lost her temper. She stood up and went upstairs. What if she couldn’t resist the temptation of dumplings later?
“Heh heh…” Jiang Yu Kuo chuckled slyly and looked at Yun Xia. “Aunt Yun, let’s eat more later.”
Yun Xia looked at his innocent and bright smile and knew exactly what he meant.
“Little scheming boy, we can’t eat too much. Yuan Yuan won’t get fat if she eats a few.”
Jiang Yu Kuo didn’t think so. “Aunt Yun, thinness depends on healthy exercise. Aunt Meng is lazy; she doesn’t like exercising.”
“Alright.” Yun Xia didn’t say anything else, feeling a slight tightness in her chest.
A few minutes later, Meng Yuan came out with forty dumplings. Seeing that Meng Yuan wasn’t there, she looked at her son. “Where’s your Aunt Meng?”
“Oh! She’s dieting and couldn’t resist the temptation of delicious food, so she went upstairs to rest.”
Jiang Nuan didn’t bother and asked Yun Xia to take Jiang Yu Kuo to eat together.
Yun Xia took a bite of the dipping sauce, feeling it wasn’t sour enough, and picked up the vinegar bottle to add more.
“Aunt Yun, it’s already very sour. Do you still think it’s not sour enough?” Jiang Yu Kuo looked at her strangely.
Aunt Yun smiled. “I want to eat it even more sour. Delicious!”
Jiang Nuan glanced at her. The vinegar she poured was already very sour. Their appetites were similar; they liked it a little sour when eating dumplings.
But Yun Xia had added a lot more vinegar, and seeing her eat so happily, Jiang Nuan didn’t think much of it.
Jiang Nuan was injured and did not go to the wellness center the next day.
She took her medicine and applied the poultice at night. The wound healed quickly, but she still had to take care of her son at home.
After lunch, Jiang Nuan took Jiang Yu Kuo out to play.
They were going to the He family’s banquet that evening, so she planned to play until noon before returning.
Meng Yuan was applying a facial mask at home, while Yun Xia felt lazy all over and didn’t go out.
Meng Yuan tidied herself up and went downstairs. After drinking a cup of herbal tea, she sat on the sofa and looked at her phone.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, she turned to look at the entrance. Jiang Xing Yu’s tall and refined figure walked in.
Thinking of Jiang Xing Yu going to get the results, her curiosity was evident on her face.