The mysterious milk group, hands on hips, is being fought over by five dads who are going crazy over

A voice that is both gentle and firm...

It's Mother!

A Ning's eyes lit up, and a trace of dependence that she only felt when facing her grandmother rose in her heart.

She dragged her aching leg as she ran outside, stumbling and bumping into her mother's arms. "Mother!"

Those two short words, choked with emotion, conveyed countless grievances.

Qiao Wan's eyes reddened almost instantly.

She glanced around the room at everyone, gently patted Xiao Aning's head to comfort her, and asked in a cold voice:

"Huo Ting, you promised me you wouldn't do anything to A Ning for these three days. Are you going to break your promise now?"

That little girl was... she was the madam's daughter? The young lady who was sent to the countryside?!

The manager's face turned deathly pale instantly!

He...he just threw the young lady to the ground and even spoke rudely to her...

The steward's heart pounded, but the thought that the Madam was currently out of favor and the eldest young lady, who had only been brought back to the Prime Minister's residence yesterday and was even less welcome, made him feel a little better. As long as he firmly stood on the side of the second young lady and the most favored concubine, Su, the Madam couldn't do anything to him!

Looking at Qiao Wan's haggard face, a hint of displeasure flashed across Huo Ting's angular face, and he frowned as he said:

"Qiao Wan, she has only been back in the manor for two days, but she has caused trouble one after another. Yesterday, the ancestral hall collapsed and killed two maids. Today, she broke the imperial vase and even made up some nonsense about flying black mist."

"She's not only a jinx, but she also loves to lie! A child like that isn't nearly as well-behaved as Yao Yao. What's there to hold onto?"

They are both his daughters, but the treatment of Aning and Yaoyao is completely different!

Qiao Wan looked at him in disbelief and let out a cold laugh.

"Even tigers don't eat their cubs. I was truly blind to believe your lies, convinced you would be a good husband and a good father!"

"Huo Ting, you are not worthy to be A Ning's father!"

"Sister, what are you saying?" Su Xiaoyin smiled and walked over with a swaying gait. She took Huo Zhiyao's little hand, bent down, and said softly, "Yaoyao, what are you doing here? Your mother has been looking for you for quite a while."

After she finished speaking, she straightened up and looked at Qiao Wan with a particularly dismissive gaze.

"Sister, you have been ill for four whole years, bedridden every day, unable to exert yourself. The old lady has handled all the affairs of the mansion herself. To the Prime Minister's family, you not only gave birth to a little jinx who will bring disaster to the entire Huo family, but you are also a sickly person who can't do anything."

"Even after all this, the Prime Minister hasn't divorced you. He's even spent a fortune to bring countless renowned doctors to the manor to treat your sister. There's probably no husband in the world more devoted to love and loyalty than the Prime Minister. How can you say such things?"

Loyal and sentimental?

Qiao Wan smiled sarcastically, finding the whole thing utterly absurd.

The so-called affectionate husband was the one who, when she was three months pregnant, welcomed his mistress Su Xiaoyin, who was also pregnant, into the mansion.

When she was five months pregnant, two more beautiful concubines were brought in.

She didn't ask for a lifelong, monogamous relationship, but Huo Ting couldn't even keep his vow to "be good to her and the children for the rest of his life"!

Qiao Wan: "Huo Ting, no matter what happened today, since you promised me, you are not allowed to touch a single hair on A Ning's head!"

Huo Ting frowned: "Qiao Wan! Don't be so willful!"

"What's going on? Why is it so lively?"

The newcomer spoke in a light and relaxed tone, breaking the tense atmosphere.

Huo Ting's face was gloomy. Just as he was about to order the steward to send the man away, a man with a handsome appearance and a plain white brocade embroidered with gold and silver threads walked in.

The thin clothes looked particularly out of place in this icy and snowy world.

Su Xiaoyin glanced at Qiao Wan, coughed twice, and adopted the demeanor of a prime minister's "wife," straightening her back and showing displeasure in her eyes: "Young master, the banquet is held in the front courtyard, this is the main family's side room, guests should not be here—"

"Xiaoyin." Huo Ting raised his hand to block Su Xiaoyin behind him, staring intently at the man in front of him, and said, "Do not be rude. This is Lord Ye of Fengrong City."

City Lord?

The city lord of Fengrong City, whose wealth rivals that of a nation?!

Su Xiaoyin's eyes widened, her gaze shifting several times, her attitude softening considerably. Gone was her previous arrogance. Afraid of messing things up, she obediently stayed behind Huo Ting, discreetly observing the man before her.

Ye Linqian was handsome and carried a folding fan, exuding elegance.

He shook his folding fan, his smile hearty: "I've come uninvited, Brother Huo, please don't take offense. It's just that the Prime Minister's residence is so large that I accidentally got lost..."

As he spoke, he slowly closed his folding fan, gesturing from left to right across the room's occupants. When his gaze met Ah Ning's, he winked almost imperceptibly and asked, "What's this now?"

"This is a family matter of the Prime Minister. I am truly sorry to have disturbed Brother Ye." Huo Ting gave the steward a look. "Lord Ye has gotten lost. I will personally escort Lord Ye to the banquet in the front courtyard."

"Hey, wait a minute." Ye Linqian tapped his palm with his closed folding fan. "I have come to the Prime Minister's residence uninvited, which is truly abrupt. But I have come to find my daughter. I wonder if Brother Huo could do me a favor?"

"A daughter?" Huo Ting clearly didn't believe his nonsense. "I've always heard that Brother Ye is a man of high moral character and has very high standards, and that he hasn't married or taken a concubine yet. I didn't know you had a child?"

The steward hurriedly stepped forward and said obsequiously, "Sir, you were busy earlier and I didn't have time to inform you."

"Lord Ye is here to celebrate his goddaughter's birthday, Miss Zhizhi."

At this point, the manager straightened his back even more and gave A-Ning a meaningful look.

Their second young lady is not only the most favored lucky star in the Prime Minister's mansion, but also has a godfather who is incredibly wealthy!

What can she, an unpopular little troublemaker, compare to? Let him fall if he wants!

"Goddaughter?"

These words stunned not only Huo Ting, but everyone present.

Huo Ting led his daughter out from behind him. "When did Yao Yao find a godfather? How come I didn't know?"

Huo Zhiyao was also completely bewildered and didn't know what to say.

Ye Linqian noticed that the corners of A Ning's eyes were red, and a hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes. He asked, seemingly casually:

"I wonder what mistake Mr. Ye's goddaughter made to cause such a commotion?"

The steward hurriedly stepped forward and explained vividly, "Lord Ye, this servant was there at the time. It wasn't your goddaughter who made a mistake, it was her!"

He pointed at A Ning, a bright-eyed girl standing next to Qiao Wan, his expression somewhat fierce, "This is the little jinx. She broke the imperial vase and framed your goddaughter!"

"Oh?" Ye Linqian casually waved his folding fan. "And then?"

Upon hearing this, the steward glanced at Huo Ting, and seeing that he didn't stop him, he seemed even more emboldened, as if he had gained his master's approval, and continued:

"Lord Ye, that little girl not only framed the Second Miss, but also spouted nonsense, saying that there was some kind of black mist on my back and that my life would be in danger if I didn't remove it!"

"But look at you," he spun around, amusement on his face, "what else could this servant possibly have on her? She's just talking nonsense!"

"You probably don't know, but that girl is a jinx to the Prime Minister's household, while our Second Miss is a lucky star. If you ask me, there's a world of difference between a jinx and a lucky star. She's a liar and morally corrupt, not even a fraction as good as your goddaughter!"

Su Xiaoyin observed Ye Linqian discreetly, and seeing his expression grow increasingly grim, she couldn't help but feel smug.

He must have seen Yao Yao being bullied so badly that he got angry and wanted to stand up for her!

Although she didn't know when Yao Yao had found a godfather, the thought of her daughter having such a powerful godfather who was even more prestigious than Qiao Wan's daughter filled her with joy.

Su Xiaoyin became more and more smug as she thought about it, and couldn't help but add, "This girl just returned to the manor yesterday and has already caused two major incidents in a row. She truly lives up to her reputation as a jinx."

"Throughout the entire Prime Minister's residence, who doesn't prefer our well-behaved and sensible Yao Yao?"

With a soft "snap," Ye Linqian closed his folding fan and called out with an inscrutable expression:

"Zhizhi, come here."

Su Xiaoyin was overjoyed and quickly pushed her daughter forward, "Go quickly and call him godfather."

Huo Zhiyao had no idea what was going on and was pushed forward by her mother in a daze.

But as soon as she uttered the barely audible "godfather," the "little jinx" the adult had been talking about skipped over her and went to Ye Linqian, affectionately tugging at his sleeve.

Next up was something crisp and fresh:

"Father Ye!"