CHAPTER 869: SIDE STORY 6: THE SENSIBLE GIRL

"Help me thank her."

Gentleness welled up in Chen Na’s eyes.

After all, they are sisters, bound by so many years of connection; it’s not something you can let go of easily.

She felt a bit regretful thinking about it. When she moved to a new home, Meng Lu helped warm the house and brought gifts, but when Meng Lu moved, she didn’t even offer a blessing, let alone warm the house or bring gifts.

Shen Yuan naturally put on his shoes under Chen Xinyu’s service: "You two haven’t deleted each other on WeChat, right? Do I really need to pass this on?"

"Hmm... then I’ll tell her myself."

It’s been long enough; it’s time to break the ice... Chen Na thought, and then glanced at her crouching sister.

She seemed to have fully adapted to this role.

Chen Na’s thoughts wandered, thinking about how pitiful she was to have her boyfriend poached by a best friend, and even poached by her own sister.

Oh~

Chen Yongxiang, watching his younger daughter’s actions, didn’t mind and arranged the fruit and snacks he had prepared earlier.

Xinyu has always been a sensible child, so it’s not surprising for her to act this way; it’s just that her adeptness made one’s heart ache.

"Come, Shen Yuan, it’ll be a while before dinner is ready, have some snacks first."

Chen Yongxiang greeted his son-in-law with a slightly unnatural smile.

Every time he faced Shen Yuan, he felt a bit uneasy and couldn’t manage the casual rapport other fathers-in-law have with their sons-in-law. Even conversations were cautious and measured.

It wasn’t like meeting a son-in-law; rather, it was like visiting his future father-in-law with gifts back when he was young.

In fact, this was because the disparity between their wealth and status was too vast. Psychologically speaking, when a person encounters someone much stronger than themselves, a bit of anxiety arises.

There’s a psychological expectation of "I must behave appropriately," and once this expectation occurs, it triggers a nervousness of "fear of making mistakes."

Plus, this house and even the car he’s driving now were all thanks to Shen Yuan’s generosity, making it hard for Old Chen to treat him as just a regular son-in-law.

As Shen Yuan sat down, Chen Yongxiang poured him some tea, and they chatted sporadically, with most of the talking done by Shen Yuan.

Old Chen leaned forward slightly, assuming a posture that showed he was making an effort to listen attentively.

Chen Na found this scene amusing and even wanted to capture it.

Old Chen was usually quite relaxed at home, kicking back with his legs crossed and cracking melon seeds, nowhere near how he was now.

After about half an hour of chatting, Chen Yongxiang got up, saying he was going to help in the kitchen, and felt somewhat relieved.

Some topics went beyond his understanding, and he feared saying too much would make him seem ignorant.

Chen Na smiled: "I rarely see my dad like this."

Shen Yuan also chuckled: "They say a son-in-law is half a son; it seems Dad hasn’t taken me as a son-in-law yet."

Upon saying this, Shen Yuan glanced at the well-behaved Chen Xinyu: "A son-in-law is half a son; from a certain perspective, I am Old Chen’s two sons-in-law, which equals one son."

Chen Xinyu raised her face and met Shen Yuan’s gaze, blushing slightly before lowering her head again.

With playful intent, Shen Yuan teased, "Xinyu, do you have anything you want to say?"

Chen Xinyu rubbed the hem of her clothes with her palms and shyly shook her head.

"Alright, stop teasing Xinyu."

Chen Na held Shen Yuan’s hand, saying, "My dad perhaps doesn’t interact with you much ordinarily. If you spent more time together, there wouldn’t be any filters left."

"Really, do you still have a filter for me?"

Shen Yuan’s gaze turned to Chen Na.

During breastfeeding, Chen Na could be described as voluptuous, her undulating curves closely resembling Coach Liew’s roundness. Having a child added warmth and charm to the corners of her eyes.

It’s no wonder men like mature women.

"Hmm... why don’t you guess?" Chen Na’s eyes were filled with flirtation.

"Shall we go to the room and guess?"

Shen Yuan held Chen Na’s hand, leading her to the room.

Chen Na blushed: "We’ll eat soon; don’t mess around... Ouch, Shen Yuan, you’re pulling too hard."

Of course, Shen Yuan wasn’t in such a hurry to make love to her on the spot, but instead went to the bedroom to look at Little Shuangshuang, who was sleeping.

Becoming a father, Shen Yuan not only felt a new sense of attachment to this world but also an unspoken responsibility.

Now there are only two; what about when Lulu, Leilei, Huihui, Hanhan, Mengmeng, Weiwei, Yingying, Weiwei... when they all have children?

Shit!

That wouldn’t just be a womanizer, but a true stallion.

....

In the kitchen, Old Chen was assisting with cutting vegetables but kept glancing at the living room, noticing his older daughter and Shen Yuan entering a room.

Then, he glanced at his younger daughter, Xinyu, who was watching them enter the room with evident envy in her eyes.

?

Is this okay?

Old Chen, recalling how naturally Xinyu brought Shen Yuan slippers earlier, realized things weren’t simple.

Continuing his surreptitious observation, he saw his younger daughter seemingly playing on her phone but actually keeping an ear out for any goings-on in her sister Nana’s room.

Could it be?

Old Chen suddenly remembered Shen Yuan driving the Benz G-Class to pick up Xinyu over six months ago.

Back then, Xinyu had just finished her college entrance exams and was going to Star City for a summer job.

It turns out things were already brewing back then, and Shen Yuan had fixed his eyes on Xinyu—or perhaps they had locked eyes with each other...

Does Nana know?

She certainly does—Nana is a smart kid.

Old Chen felt as if he’d eaten twenty pounds of lemons, glancing at Yooi Shufen, who was still cheerfully busy in the kitchen, he couldn’t help but say, "Do you think our Xinyu..."

"What’s up with Xinyu?"

"Nothing."

Chen Yongxiang thought better of saying anything.

Having shared the same bed with Yooi Shufen for so many years, he knew well enough what kind of person she was. If Xinyu really got along with her brother-in-law, she’d be the first to beat the drums and gongs.