Jing Shao is infertile, but his nanny is pregnant with his child.

Zhou Yanchen was already handsome and rugged, which would be considered a dashing good-looking man in later generations. He could attract the attention of countless girls with just a slight smile.

For someone like Lu Yan who is obsessed with good looks, it's simply irresistible.

She rested her chin on her hands, tilted her head to look at Zhou Yanchen, her eyes bright, "Mr. Zhou, you look so handsome when you smile. You should smile more often; it's a blessing for women."

Zhou Yanchen couldn't help but chuckle at the first few words, but the smile vanished abruptly at the last five.

He frowned. "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Lu Yan sat up straight and said very seriously, "How can you talk nonsense? You're so handsome, just standing there, you make women unable to take their eyes off you. If you smile at a woman, she'd give you her life. Let me tell you, no woman dislikes a handsome man..."

"So, do you like it?" Zhou Yanchen suddenly interrupted her.

Lu Yan was taken aback.

At this moment, Zhou Yan's deep eyes reflected only her image. It was just an ordinary eye contact, but his eyes seemed to have small hooks, which, with a gentle pull, stole her soul.

She could clearly hear her own heart pounding—thump—thump—

If it weren't for this vulgar body, my heart would have jumped out of my chest and onto Zhou Yanchen right now.

She didn't know whether Zhou Yanchen meant whether he liked handsome guys or whether he liked him.

She blinked, suppressing the anger welling up inside her, and her smile was somewhat unnatural. "I like it."

I like them both.

I like handsome guys, and I like him too.

Lu Yan's cheeks flushed, and she stood up. "Um, I'll go to the kitchen to tidy up."

After saying that, Lu Yan stood up, covered her face, and fled in panic.

So embarrassing.

She had absolutely no resistance to Zhou Yanchen's face.

Why does someone who's perfectly fine have to be so handsome?

Being handsome is one thing, but he also keeps saying ambiguous things.

Luckily, she knew he couldn't possibly like her, otherwise she would have mistakenly thought he was interested in her.

Back in the kitchen, Lu Yan turned on the tap and splashed two handfuls of cold water on her face to clear her head.

Zhou Yanchen looked down and smiled as he watched her flee in panic. As if sensing something, he turned around and saw his father, who had been standing there for who knows how long.

Zhou Jianguo strode over, a slight smile on his face.

"I didn't expect Xiao Lu to be so quick-witted. He had the lifeline of Commander Liu's adoptive mother in his hands and persuaded her to go back with just a few words."

Zhou Yan's face was expressionless, he simply gave a faint "hmm".

The father and son sat and stood, remaining silent for a long time.

Zhou Jianguo glanced at the kitchen. "I'm going over there to say a few words to Xiao Lu."

With that, Zhou Jianguo turned and walked toward the kitchen.

"dad!"

Zhou Yanchen hurriedly called out to him.

Zhou Jianguo stopped. "What's wrong?"

Zhou Yanchen felt a pang of panic. "What are you going to say to her?"

Zhou Jianguo smiled and said, "I'm just talking about her mother's situation."

After saying that, Zhou Jianguo saw his son suddenly breathe a sigh of relief.

Zhou Jianguo felt uneasy. His son was a chosen one, worthy of any woman, but now he was afraid to pursue the girl he loved because of his legs.

Seeing his panicked reaction to Lu Yan's earlier confession, Zhou Jianguo felt as if his heart was being torn apart.

At this moment, Lu Yan came out after tidying up the kitchen.

Seeing Zhou Jianguo return, he asked, "Commander, there's still some fish soup left. Would you like some more?"

"No need," Zhou Jianguo said, looking at Lu Yan. "Lu, your mother's sentence has been handed down; she was sentenced to six months."

Lu Yan nodded. "Okay, I understand. Thank you, Chief."

Although the time was a bit short, it was still a good thing that Li Guiying could spend the New Year in prison.

"There's one more thing. It seems your older brother knows you work here and has been trying to come in to see you lately, but the security guards have stopped him. If you want him to come in, I can talk to the guards."

Upon hearing this, Lu Yan frowned. "No need, sir. Please tell the guards that no one except He Yuejin should be let in."

In the afternoon, as soon as Zhou Yanxing returned, he heard people in the compound discussing Lu Yan. Seeing everyone praising her, Zhou Yanxing proudly raised his chin, feeling a sense of satisfaction that someone he admired had finally been recognized by everyone.

Back home, Zhou Yanxing tossed his schoolbag precisely onto the horizontal bar in the yard and called out, "Sister Yan!"

Lu Yan came out of the kitchen. "What are you doing?"

Zhou Yanxing quickly slid over, gave her a thumbs up, and said, "Sister Yan, everyone is praising you for being amazing."

Lu Yan thought it was something serious, but she did have some good news to tell Zhou Yanxing.

"For the next month, someone will wash your socks."

Lu Yan told Zhu Jingru about the bet she made.

Originally, she didn't intend to meddle in other people's business, since it was someone else's problem. She wasn't familiar with Liu Zhanwei and his wife, and it wasn't worth offending Qin Xiaofang, that shrew, for their sake. But knowing that Zhu Jingru had upset Zhou Yanchen, she wanted to punish him.

"Zhu Jingru washes yours, and you wash your third brother's, how about that?"

Zhou Yanxing clapped his hands excitedly, "Of course! Don't worry, Sister Yan, I will definitely not give anything away. I will deliver it to him after dinner."

Lu Yan patted him on the shoulder, "Remember, the stinkier the better."

Zhou Yanxing: "Don't worry, I'll make sure he stinks to death."

After dinner, Zhou Yanxing went to the bedroom to get socks, ran out quickly, and delivered them to Zhu Jingru.

The next morning, Zhu Jingru arrived without even having breakfast. He was holding a sock between his index and middle fingers, pinching his nose with his other hand, his brows furrowed so tightly they could trap a mosquito. As soon as he entered the room, he asked...

"Zhou Yanchen, how many days have you not washed your socks!"

Zhou Yan didn't even look up, slowly sipping his porridge, his voice indifferent, "Get out!"

The smell of stinky socks quickly filled the entire living room, and Jin Aiyun and Zhou Jianguo both frowned.

Lu Yaguang pinched his nose and leaned on Lu Yan's shoulder. "It stinks! It stinks! Mom, I can't eat anymore."

Zhou Nuannuan immediately started dry heaving, leaning on the table.

Zhou Yanxing touched his nose guiltily.

He's been wearing these socks for three days now, and there are two other unwashed pairs in the house.

He originally planned to wash all three pairs together, but since someone else is washing them, he took out one pair first.

Seeing Zhou Nuannuan gagging incessantly, Zhu Jingru quickly stuffed his smelly socks into his pocket and chuckled twice.

"Uncle, Aunt, I thought you had all finished eating and left. I'll go first. Please take your time eating."

As Zhu Jingru spoke, he walked out, giving Zhou Yanchen a fierce glare before he left.

Lu Yan lowered her head, suppressing a laugh, and secretly winked at Zhou Yanchen.

Zhou Yanchen's lips twitched slightly, as if he wanted to laugh, but he held it back. "Let's eat."

Jin Aiyun watched the two's little antics from the side and grinned along with them.