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

Just as they were about to go find him, Zhou Yanchen returned.

Lu Yan blinked. Had this person gone to take a shower so early in the morning?

Zhou Yanchen had a basin on his lap, his face still damp, and his hair was wet and messy, probably from being run over. He was only wearing a military green shirt with two buttons undone at the collar, revealing a small patch of his chest muscles. He wore a fleece-lined leather jacket over it, the zipper undone, and Lu Yan could clearly see his chest heaving. Lu Yan swallowed hard, drooling, wondering when she could touch it.

Lu Yan's expression did not escape Zhou Yanchen's eyes, and she coughed twice while covering her mouth.

After coughing, he looked up at her.

Caught red-handed drooling over his chest muscles, Lu Yan's cheeks flushed, but she didn't flinch, staring straight at him.

Zhou Yanchen pursed his lips and turned his head away from her.

Seeing this, Zhou Jianguo and Jin Aiyun said nothing, their expressions remaining normal as they said, "Yan Chen, wash your hands and we'll eat right away."

As they spoke, the couple went over and took the basin from them.

Zhou Yanchen's pupils dilated, and he reached out to snatch the basin away, his voice somewhat unnatural, "I can do it myself."

His parents are experienced; if they saw there were still freshly washed sheets in the basin, he'd lose all face.

Jin Aiyun frowned and, without further ado, brought the basin over.

"You child, you don't like it when I wash your clothes, but you can't even hang them up for you as your mother?"

As she spoke, Jin Aiyun shoved the basin into Zhou Jianguo's arms and hung the clothes in the basin to dry.

Zhou Yanchen closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and the tips of his ears turned red.

When they saw the bed sheet at the bottom of the basin, the couple were taken aback again. They looked at each other, then smiled and looked down.

That's good; their son has become vulgar.

This is what Yan Chen should be like at his age.

The couple said nothing and silently hung the bed sheets to dry in the hottest part of the midday sun.

Zhou Yan's face was so gloomy it could drip water; he had never been so humiliated!

Lu Yan walked over and pushed him, saying, "Mr. Zhou, it's too cold now, you can't take a shower in the morning. If you really want to, let Fourth Young Master go with you, and I'll wash your dirty clothes when you get back."

Zhou Yanchen kept his chin taut and remained silent.

Lu Yan had no idea what was wrong with this guy this time.

Suddenly, Lu Yan realized something, turned her head and saw the bed sheet that Jin Aiyun had just put up, and her face turned red instantly.

Could it be Zhou Yanchen?

Lu Yan swallowed, forcing herself to remain calm, and pushed Zhou Yanchen toward the living room.

After breakfast, everyone went out to get busy.

Only Zhou Yanchen, Lu Yan, and Lu Yaguang remained.

Lu Yan cleaned up the kitchen and living room, then glanced at Zhou Yanchen, who was sitting in the living room reading a newspaper.

She cleared her throat and called Lu Yaguang over.

Lu Yaguang looked up. "Mom, what's wrong?"

Lu Yan squatted down, stroked Lu Yaguang's little head, and deliberately raised her voice, "Yaguang, your godfather invited me to see a movie, so I won't be back for lunch. Why don't you stay home and play with your uncle?"

Lu Yaguang looked at her longingly, "Mom, I want to go too."

Lu Yan pinched the flesh on his cheek. "We'll take you next time."

Lu Yaguang lowered his head. "Okay then, Mom, don't forget to buy me candied hawthorns when you get back."

Lu Yan held up two fingers. "Mom will buy you two skewers, one for you and one for your uncle, okay?"

Lu Yaguang danced with joy, "Okay, okay, Mom, then you go quickly!"

Lu Yan took Lu Yaguang's hand and came to Zhou Yanchen's side. "Mr. Zhou, I'll have to trouble you with my son today. Brother Wang will be here soon. I'll have him cook lunch for you. Don't worry, I'll be back early."

Zhou Yanchen looked down at the newspaper, his eyelids not even moving.

Lu Yan chuckled to herself, "If you don't say anything, I'll take that as a yes."

After speaking, Lu Yan went back into the house, changed into a bright red wool coat, and let her shiny black hair fall over her shoulders. She looked much more gentle than usual.

Zhou Yan narrowed his eyes and turned his head away.

Just then, the sound of a car came from the doorway, and soon He Yuejin, wearing a black overcoat and exuding a chill, walked in.

Upon seeing Lu Yaguang, he opened his mouth and called out, "Son."

Lu Yaguang ran up to him and reached out for a hug.

He Yuejin bent down and picked him up, then greeted Zhou Yanchen, who was sitting in a wheelchair reading a newspaper, "Mr. Zhou, let's go see a movie together."

Zhou Yanchen parted his thin lips slightly and uttered two words indifferently, "No need."

Despite being met with a cold shoulder, He Yuejin maintained his polite smile and said, "Okay."

He Yuejin nudged Lu Yaguang on the shoulder, "Son, your godfather will take you to see a movie in a bit."

Lu Yaguang blinked. "Mom said you two can go, but I'm not going."

Upon hearing this, He Yuejin looked at Lu Yan and questioned her, "Why didn't you bring my son?"

Lu Yan: "!!!"

I forgot to rehearse my lines beforehand!

Lu Yan came up with a lame excuse, "It's too cold outside, I'm afraid he'll catch a cold."

As soon as he finished speaking, a soft snort came from the living room.

He Yuejin glanced at Zhou Yanchen, then at Lu Yan, who looked slightly guilty, and was puzzled.

What's going on here?

Also, why is Lu Yan suddenly dressing up?

Lu Yan walked over in a few steps, her voice gentle, "I finally got a day off, so it's just the two of us. The little guy will only get in the way."

Upon hearing this, He Yuejin looked puzzled.

She, who gets sleepy as soon as she enters the movie theater, doesn't find it a problem, but she complains that her son is in the way!

What's wrong with his son?

Also, what's wrong with her voice? She's acting like a lady!

Before he could even ask, Lu Yan gave him a warning glare.

Lu Yan whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear, "If you want me to continue drawing for you, watch your words."

He Yuejin's lifeline was instantly seized.

He glanced at Lu Yaguang in his arms and coaxed him softly, "Son, when your godfather comes back, I'll take you out for something delicious."

Son, I'm sorry, but your mom is my lucky charm. I need to be rich to take good care of you.

Lu Yaguang nodded obediently, "Thank you, godfather."

He Yuejin kissed him on the cheek. "Then we're leaving."

Lu Yan and He Yuejin stood side by side. Lu Yan waved to Zhou Yanchen, "Mr. Zhou, I'll be going now."

After saying that, He Yuejin nodded to Zhou Yanchen as a greeting, and then was dragged away by Lu Yan, who was like a bull.

As Lu Yan walked, she said casually, "Let's go to the movie theater I went to last time. It's cleaner there."

He Yuejin rolled his eyes at her. "Whatever."

The two had their backs to Zhou Yanchen, so Zhou Yanchen didn't see He Yuejin rolling his eyes at Lu Yan. He only saw an unreasonable woman and a helplessly doting man.

Zhou Yan took a deep breath, said nothing, but crumpled the newspaper in his hand into a ball.

Lu Yaguang spoke up to remind him, "Handsome uncle, the newspaper is almost rotten."