CHAPTER 610: CHAPTER 610: WHY IS IT SO PERKY

Uncle Fu brought Nan Qiao to the baby room.

The room was predominantly pink, even the curtains were pink, and the baby bed was plush and soft, adorned with cute plush toys that made one involuntarily approach them.

"Miss Nan Qiao, see if there’s anything that needs to be changed. Although we used all eco-friendly materials, ventilation is necessary. The sooner it’s ready, the sooner it can be aired out, so when you have the baby, you can come over occasionally for a few days."

Nan Qiao: "Uncle Fu, you’ve troubled yourself, please thank grandpa for me."

"Miss Nan Qiao, as long as you like it, it’s all good. The Old Master said that as long as you and the baby are happy, he’s happy."

Nan Qiao looked at the room, remembering that Old Mr. Li had previously built a baby room here too, but it was a bit different from this one.

Uncle Fu saw Nan Qiao’s curiosity and voluntarily explained, "The baby room that the Old Master built before, Young Mr. Ye Han didn’t like it very much and made some suggestions to the Old Master. So, the Old Master changed it again, this time asking directly for your opinion."

Nan Qiao: "..."

It seems her opinion was the most important!

"Everything’s pink? There are no other rooms?" What if it’s a boy?

In Nan Qiao’s view, boys and girls were both her treasures.

But why did Old Mr. Li seem so sure she would have a girl?

"The Old Master said that girls are great. A girl would take after you, surely bright and beautiful, unlike Young Mr. Ye Han with his icy face."

Nan Qiao couldn’t help but chuckle.

Just then, a cold voice came from behind.

"Is my face that icy?"

Nan Qiao beamed as she walked to Li Yehan’s side.

"Grandpa says you have an icy face. Look at you, you should smile more." Nan Qiao reached out, pinching Li Yehan’s cheeks.

Standing on tiptoe, with her long arms, she managed to pinch his face.

Li Yehan wrapped his arms around Nan Qiao’s waist, lifting her up to let her feet rest on his shoes, so she could stand.

"This way, you won’t get too tired."

Nan Qiao was stunned, wasn’t Li Yehan in pain?

Uncle Fu, standing nearby, quickly looked down, silently walking out.

At his age, he still had to endure dog food.

The air was thick with a sour love; he was too old for this.

As Uncle Fu walked out, he ran into Old Mr. Li, assisting him as they left.

"Sir, let me take you back to rest."

Old Mr. Li: "Why, can’t I go in and take a look?"

"Young Mr. Ye Han and Miss Nan Qiao are in the room, it’s best to head back for now."

Old Mr. Li immediately understood and laughed heartily: "In the Li Family, only Ye Han seems to have such fortune."

He had been lonely for decades, with Li Tianhong, the wastrel, causing constant troubles.

But only Li Yehan had a successful career and a happy family life, how wonderful!

Old Mr. Li was genuinely happy for Li Yehan from the bottom of his heart.

...

Nan Qiao pointed at the pink room with a wide smile: "Li Yehan, does Grandpa want a granddaughter?"

Li Yehan held her hand: "I hope it’s a girl too. Maybe Grandpa thinks so because both his sons worried him sick, so he thinks girls are better."

Nan Qiao: "..."

In that sense, it does make some sense.

Both Li Tianhong and Li Tianyi were never at ease.

"Regardless of being a boy or a girl, they have their innate nature, but they also need proper upbringing," Nan Qiao shared her thoughts.

Li Yehan wholeheartedly agreed: "They shouldn’t be pampered too much, nor be too flamboyant. If you have a boy, I’ll send him to the base for training for a year and a half."

Nan Qiao laughed: "And if it’s a girl?"

Li Yehan: "Then I’ll be a loving father."

Nan Qiao chuckled: "Li Yehan, you really do have double standards."

"A jade without being polished won’t become a gem, a girl is like a beautiful jade, already perfect."

Nan Qiao: "..."

What Li Yehan said did seem somewhat reasonable, after closely considering it.

"Listening to you, I feel our son is quite unfortunate," Nan Qiao said, half-laughing, half-crying.

"He’s not unfortunate, having a mother as wonderful as you, how could he be."

Nan Qiao blushed and playfully punched Li Yehan’s chest: "You’re always flattering me."

Li Yehan held her tenderly: "Let’s go back."

Nan Qiao responded with a soft "Mm," and Li Yehan carried her away.

Li Yehan didn’t care about others’ opinions; his wife, he would dote on her however he pleased.

...

Old Mr. Li, learning that the two had left, sat in his study, gently caressing old photographs.

"Before Tianyi ran away from home, our whole family took a family portrait. Over ten years have passed, Tianyi has changed so much, I can hardly recognize him."

Considering this, Old Mr. Li’s mood was exceptionally heavy.

Uncle Fu sighed: "Sir, I didn’t expect Second Young Master to change so much either. Allergy to chestnut bites, becoming fine just like that? Could he possibly not be the Second Young Master of our family?"

Old Mr. Li’s hand paused on the photo, his mind unable to accept, and his gaze gradually turned blank.

"When he returned, I had a long-known doctor redo the DNA test. There’s no mistake there," Old Mr. Li affirmed.

"Sir, why not ask Miss Nan Qiao for help again? With her excellent medical skills, she could delve deeper into the matter."

Upon hearing Uncle Fu’s suggestion, Old Mr. Li’s thoughts drifted afar.

After some time, Old Mr. Li agreed.

"Let’s do that, tomorrow I’ll personally visit and speak with Qiaoqiao directly."

Old Mr. Li’s feelings were complicated; he wanted to find his biological son, yet feared Li Tianyi’s deception, that everything was merely a dream, all fake.

...

Li Yehan and Nan Qiao returned home and took a bath together.

Nan Qiao leaned against the sofa as Li Yehan massaged her.

"It’s the first time I’ve heard of allergies suddenly disappearing," Nan Qiao analyzed the situation.

Li Yehan: "Grandpa has become suspicious, surely he will verify Uncle’s identity again."

"You mean, Grandpa will seek me out?" Nan Qiao’s face showed surprise.

"Who can Grandpa trust except you? The doctor he’s known for years found no issue. If he wants another check, he surely would think of you."

Nan Qiao tilted Li Yehan’s chin, her smile seductive: "My husband, are you the God of Calculation?"

Li Yehan grasped her hand: "If I were the God of Calculation, I would have stolen you away long ago, not waited until now."

They exchanged a glance, and as the atmosphere heated up, Li Yehan would never wait.

Nan Qiao felt herself lifted into the air, her eyes sultry, her arms wrapped around Li Yehan’s neck.

In the instant their eyes locked, sparks flew.

"Li Yehan, aren’t we doing this a bit too often?"

Li Yehan: "Tonight we’re not eating meat, just satisfying cravings."

Li Yehan advanced, grazing over her.

Nan Qiao, her hands mischievous, gently tapped that spot.

Li Yehan gasped, his gaze growing even more heated.

Nan Qiao lowered her gaze, smiling teasingly.

"Why is it so perky?"