The daily life of a space tycoon raising children, doting on his husband, and farming.

Chapter 180 Red Mole
The informant folded the note with satisfaction and put it in his pocket, then spread his hands towards Shang Wan: "Silver."

Shang Wan took out two taels of silver and gave it to him.

The informant put the silver into his money bag, a smile spreading across his face. He whispered, "Sang Qi is currently hiding in the small stone alley in the south of the city, in that house at the end of the alley."

Shang Wan was somewhat surprised; she had thought Sang Qi had already escaped the city.

Did they get wind of it or not?
She asked, "What is he doing in the house?"

The gossip shrugged, indicating he didn't know. Sang Qi was skilled in martial arts, and approaching rashly would only lead to being discovered; he had no interest in getting beaten up.

He reminded him, "Sang Qi bought a horse yesterday, it seems he wants to leave the city. If you want to find him, you'd better hurry up, or you'll blame me for not finding him."

Shang Wan nodded, "Okay."

"I'm leaving." Bao Datong turned around and tried to slip away, but before he could even take a step, a slender hand landed on his shoulder.

A pleasant female voice, languid yet tinged with coldness, asked, "Where's the message you sent me? You're not trying to back out, are you?"

The gossipmonger, who had the same idea, said: "..."

"How could that be?" The gossip turned around and chuckled dryly. "I just had an itchy back and wanted to lean against the wall to scratch it."

Shang Wan smiled, very willing to help, "Do you want me to scratch it for you?"

"No, no need!" The gossip swallowed hard and said quickly, "Yesterday, three outsiders came to the city to ask me about you."

Shang Wan released him, frowned, and asked, "What kind of outsider?"

The gossipmonger said, "The leader is fair-skinned and quite handsome, dressed like a scholar, with a red mole on his left earlobe. The two men following him are probably guards; they have fierce eyes and may have seen blood. Judging from their accents, they seem to be from the capital."

From the capital?

It seems the original owner didn't know anyone in the capital.

Because of her memory loss, Shang Wan couldn't be 100% certain. She secretly noted down the informant's description of the three people; having a red mole on the earlobe would make them quite easy to identify.

She looked at the inquisitive man and asked, "What did they all ask you?"

The informant said, "The man who led the group inquired about your recent situation and where you are currently staying."

"You told them everything?"

"Of course," the gossip snorted, "they're much more willing to give money than you are."

Shang Wan shrugged. "Who wouldn't want to spend money like water if they had it? But what can I do when I'm poor?"

The gossip scoffed.

Shang Wan smiled and spread her hands at him, "It's not too much to ask for a share of the money if you sell my information, is it?"

The gossipmonger: "..."

That way of asking for money looks so damn familiar!

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The waiter placed the dishes from the tray onto the table one by one and said with a smile, "The dishes are all ready, please enjoy your meal."

Xiao Huan craned her neck to look at the entrance of the restaurant, muttering softly, "Why aren't they back yet?"

Chu Xu, chewing on half a dried bitter melon, also peeked towards the door.

Diners come and go, but that familiar figure is nowhere to be seen.

Xiao Huan looked away, worried that the two children would go hungry, and said softly, "You eat first, I'll wait a while."

Chu Xu was indeed hungry, but he wanted to wait for Shang Wan to come back so they could eat together.

Yuanyuan held the milk pot, chugging along while waiting for her mother to come back.

Shang Wan didn't linger for long. When she returned and saw that none of the three had touched their chopsticks, she couldn't help but smile. "Waiting for me?"

The adult and the two children nodded in unison.

"You don't need to wait next time." Shang Wan sat down and served rice to Chu Xu and Xiao Huan.

A small hand held a strip of crispy pork to her lips, and her round eyes sparkled. "Mommy, eat!" "Good girl." Shang Wan took it and ate it while scooping egg custard to feed her.

The steamed egg custard was topped with meat sauce, and Yuanyuan ate it earnestly with her cheeks puffed out, seemingly quite enjoying the taste of the meat sauce.

Xiao Huan saw this, reached over with her chopsticks, picked up some meat sauce, put it in her mouth, savored it carefully for a moment, and nodded to herself, thinking that she could make it taste like this when she got back.

Yuanyuan thought Aunt Xiaohuan wanted to eat steamed egg custard, so she pushed the spoon that Shang Wan was feeding her towards Xiaohuan, and said in a soft, sweet voice, "Auntie, eat!"

"Yuanyuan, eat." Xiao Huan felt a surge of warmth in her heart; her niece was truly thoughtful and lovable.

Yuan Yuan blinked her eyes, opened her little mouth, and obediently put the egg custard in her mouth.

While feeding her, Shang Wan glanced at the dishes on the table and reached out to move the roast duck to Chu Xu's side.

When the child first arrived, he wanted to eat Eight Treasure Duck, but the restaurant didn't have that dish. There were ducks all around, so we made do with that for now.

Chu Xu was unaware of Shang Wan's thoughts. He only touched the roast duck in front of him once with his chopsticks and then didn't pick it up again, finding it too greasy.

What good food hasn't this young master eaten? His palate has become quite discerning.

There were no conditions or choices in the army. With his father and older brother watching over him, he didn't dare to be too picky, or he would really go hungry.

Now that they're out eating, no one's watching what's going on, so the young master can just do whatever he likes.

He felt that the food in the restaurant was not as good as Aunt Xiaohuan's cooking, and it was far inferior to what he made at home.

Chu Xu only ate a little less than half a bowl of rice before putting down his chopsticks.

Xiao Huan looked over with concern, "Is your stomach upset?"

The child can eat two small bowls of rice at home, but now he has only eaten a little bit and has already put down his chopsticks?
Chu Xu glanced at Shang Wan and muttered, "It's not tasty, I don't want to eat it."

Chu Xu behaved so well that Xiao Huan almost forgot that this was the young master of the Duke of Dingguo's mansion, a man of great knowledge and experience, unlike those village children who could be happy all day just by chasing dogs and chickens and eating a piece of meat.

She frowned slightly, glancing at the dishes on the table that hadn't been touched much. She wanted to ask Chu Xu to order some more of his favorite dishes, but she was worried about wasting money.

Shang Wan looked up at the child opposite her, "Not to your liking?"

Chu Xu pursed his lips and nodded.

Shang Wan said, "Then don't eat it."

Hearing this, Chu Xu felt inexplicably wronged. He lowered his head, his small hands resting on the stool quietly clenched into fists, and his eyes gradually reddened.

"Didn't you want to eat mung bean pastries yesterday?" Shang Wan didn't notice Chu Xu's strangeness. She fed Yuan Yuan a spoonful of egg custard and said in a normal tone, "I'll go buy two packs later. You can eat that one."

Chu Xu looked up abruptly, his amber cat-like eyes sparkling as he stared at Shang Wan. "You're not going to scold me?"

"It's just that the food isn't to your liking, why are you being scolded?" Shang Wan didn't understand what was going on in the child's little head. "Everyone has things they don't like to eat, you don't have to force yourself to not like them."

Anyway, leftovers can be packed up, so there's no waste.

"You're so kind." Chu Xu stared straight at Shang Wan, his cat-like eyes shining even brighter.

Shangwan: ?
What's so good about it?
Chu Xu muttered softly, "I wish you were my mother."

Shang Wan: "..."

Then I might beat you to death, you unfilial son who dares to claim a mother for no reason.

“My mother is actually a good person,” Chu Xu said to himself. “Except for being a bit controlling, she’s great.”

The child had a whimsical thought: "I wish I had two mothers. One is the mother I have now, and the other is someone like you."

Shang Wan: "..."

My child, aren't you afraid of facing double the discipline from having two mothers?

If she were Chu Xu's mother, upon hearing this, she would definitely treat him to a meal of bamboo shoots stir-fried with pork.

"My dad!" Yuanyuan suddenly hugged Shang Wan's arm, her big eyes staring warily at Chu Xu. "My dad! Mom!"

A mother is her child's mother! Even a little brother can't take her away!