Lord, give up! Madam has too many vests

Chapter 395 He just refused to leave.

As soon as Bai Xiaoyu finished speaking, she seemed still not satisfied and added through gritted teeth, "Also, her bastard son should disappear along with her!"

She had specifically inquired beforehand and learned that Yan Lan remarried not long after leaving Xingzhou and had a son.

On what grounds? Yan Lan is in such a hurry to remarry after her divorce, what kind of person is she, that she dares to come back and compete with me for Brother Qin?

And that child—the thought of him appearing alongside Yan Lan next to Qin Shi filled Bai Xiaoyu with utter disgust.

Bai Lin didn't reply, but simply held her teacup, gently swaying it with her fingertips, her eyes revealing no emotion.

Bai Xiaoyu had no idea what her sister had been doing all these years, but the money her sister could easily pull out and the casual way she mentioned her "methods of doing things" made it clear to her that her sister was definitely not simple.

Now that her patron Shen Yunzhong has fallen and Qin Shi is ignoring her, the only person she can rely on is Bai Lin.

"That Yan Lan is not easy to deal with."

After a moment of silence, Bai Lin finally spoke, her tone indifferent, yet it made Bai Xiaoyu's heart sink.

She had dealt with Yan Lan a few years ago when Yan Lan was pregnant. Yan Lan's agility left a deep impression on her, not to mention that Qin Shi had specifically warned her not to touch Yan Lan.

She subconsciously raised her wrist, and her sleeve slid down, revealing a faint scar.

That's the price I paid for ignoring warnings and touching Yan Lan back then. Even after repairs, the traces are still visible upon close inspection.

"Sister, is there really no way even you can do this?"

Bai Xiaoyu was unwilling to give up. She leaned forward, her voice full of pleading, "I'm willing to do anything to get rid of her!"

"I can help you think of a solution."

Bai Lin put down her teacup, her gaze falling on Bai Xiaoyu's face with a hint of calculation. "However, you also have to do me a favor. I remember you know Yan Xue from the Yan family?"

I'd like to arrange a meeting with her in your name, saying I have some business to discuss.

Bai Xiaoyu was taken aback by these words, not understanding why her sister wanted to see Yan Xue. But when she thought that this would help her deal with Yan Lan, she immediately dismissed her doubts and nodded emphatically: "No problem! I know her, it won't be difficult to ask her out. I'll contact her right away!"

Meanwhile, in Yan Lan's apartment, Qin Shi was following her, with Chao Chao and Xiao Xi bouncing behind them. As soon as he opened the door, Qin Shi was slightly taken aback.

This place is completely different from what it was a few years ago.

When he used to come here, it was more like a "studio". There were many car parts piled up in the corner of the living room, and toolboxes were placed next to the coffee table. Although there were some green plants, it always lacked a sense of home and warmth.

But now, everywhere you look there are warm traces of family life: on the light gray sofa, there are two plush bears, one is pink, which Xiaoxi likes, and the other is blue, which is Chaochao's.

The tools were gone from the coffee table, replaced by children's picture books and half-finished building blocks.

Next to the TV cabinet was a low toy shelf, crammed with Transformers, puzzles, and dolls. Even the wall was covered with several crayon drawings by children, depicting the sun and flowers.

The two little ones quickly started playing. Chaochao held a toy car, and Xiaoxi hugged a doll. They chased each other, and their laughter filled the whole room, even the air felt warm.

Qin Shi's gaze continued to slowly sweep across the room, and the more he looked, the more uneasy he felt.

The house was filled with traces of the child, so warm and inviting that it was hard to look away. But strangely, there wasn't a single photo on the walls of the living room or on the shelf by the bedroom door. There was no family photo, nor any individual photos of Yan Lan and the child, which surprised him.

Just as he was pondering this, a soft cough suddenly came. He turned his head and saw Yan Lan standing beside him, her eyes filled with surprise, clearly not expecting him to observe for so long.

Yan Lan was also wondering: Xiao Xi has been successfully brought back, so he should be able to leave now, why is he still standing there?

Could it be that he... wants to stay for dinner?

She hesitated whether to tell them to leave, but was afraid it would be too harsh in front of the child, so she could only tentatively ask, "If you have something to do at the company, you don't need to wait here. I can take Xiaoxi home later."

"I'm not busy." Qin Shi said without thinking. Instead of leaving, he walked straight to the sofa and sat down, his posture as natural as if this was a place he often came to. He even picked up the toy that Chaochao had knocked over.

Seeing this, Xiaoxi immediately ran over, climbed onto the sofa next to him, and tugged at his sleeve.

"Dad, do you want to eat with us? Please stay! Mom, can Dad eat with us too?"

As she spoke, she tilted her head, her round eyes looking at Yan Lan with adorable eyes, her tone full of anticipation.

Seeing her daughter's expression, Yan Lan couldn't bear to refuse. She could only sigh helplessly and nod, "Alright, then let Dad stay and eat with us."

As soon as she finished speaking, Xiaoxi cheered happily, and Chaochao also came over and whispered, "Uncle, let's eat together."

Yan Lan smiled and ruffled the heads of the two children before turning and heading to the kitchen to prepare a meal.

The refrigerator was full of ingredients. Just as Yan Lan put the beef brisket into the pot to blanch it, she heard light footsteps behind her. Yan Lan didn't turn around, assuming that it was Chao Chao sneaking in again to help.

In the past, when she cooked, this little guy would always tiptoe over to help hand her a spoon or peel garlic, and he thought he was very capable.

"Could you bring me the apron hanging behind the door?"

Yan Lan said without turning her head, still busy skimming the foam off the pot.

The footsteps stopped behind her, followed by the soft rustling of fabric. Yan Lan was waiting to take the apron when she suddenly felt a warm hand behind her waist, gently supporting her waist. The other hand held the apron, wrapped it around her side, and slowly tied it around her waist.

Her body stiffened before she realized what was happening.

It's not the Chao Dynasty that's coming in, it's the Qin Dynasty!

Qin Shi's fingers were very steady. When tying the apron rope, he moved very gently, afraid of touching her waist. His fingertips only occasionally brushed against the fabric, but it still made Yan Lan's heart skip a beat.

The kitchen wasn't very big. He stood behind her, so close that she could smell the faint scent of cedar on him, mixed with the sweet and sour aroma of tomatoes in the pot. It was a strangely warm and slightly ambiguous atmosphere.

"Alright." Qin Shi's voice was right next to my ear, lower than usual, with a slightly hoarse tone.

After tying the rope, he didn't immediately back away. His gaze fell on the top of her head, looking at the stray hairs hanging by her ears. He couldn't help but want to reach out and tuck them behind her ears. His fingertips were halfway up when he quietly withdrew them. He simply took a half step back, leaving her space to cook. "Do you need any help? Washing vegetables or peeling garlic is fine."

Yan Lan then came to her senses, her cheeks slightly flushed. She quickly looked down at the beef brisket in the pot, trying to hide her panic: "No need, I can do it myself. You go out and play with the children."