Heartwarming Aristocratic Marriage: Influential Master's Wife-Chasing Strategy

Panda Novel

Yan Wangchuan shouted sternly and pulled the thing out of his little hand. It was actually a carving knife. Although there was a cover on the blade, if it was accidentally rubbed off, the knife was so sharp that it could even cut to the bone.

Little Mr. Yan looked at his father in a daze. He pouted and opened his small hands toward Qiao Aiyun.

"Don't act cute, and don't reach out your hands. Sit properly!" Yan Wangchuan's heart tightened. This child's skin was tender. If he really touched the knife, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Who let you rummage through your sister's things? Is this yours? Can you touch it casually?

"You can't take someone else's things no matter how much you like them, understand?"

…

Little Mr. Yan didn't understand much. He only felt that his father's voice was very loud. He was very afraid. He pursed his lips and was about to throw away the Ultraman when he was frightened by Yan Wangchuan's gaze.

"You don't want the toy anymore, right? Then stop playing with it." Yan Wangchuan pulled Ultraman from his hand.

The little fellow was really dumbfounded this time. Although he couldn't speak, he clearly knew how to seek benefits and avoid harm. At this moment, he couldn't afford to offend Yan Wangchuan. He bit his little mouth and stared at him pitifully.

"You can't play with other people's things, understand?" Yan Wangchuan looked cold and hard-hearted on the outside, but to those he cared about, he could give them the greatest gentleness. Seeing his son like this, he couldn't bear to continue being harsh.

He was too young, and many of Yan Wangchuan's words were like playing the lute to a cow.

So he held the knife and poked his fingers with the slightly sharp back of the blade twice.

"Ah!" He retracted his hand in fright, his face full of fear. When the knife was moved in front of Little Mr. Yan, he was so frightened that he didn't dare to move.

Regarding the education of children, leaving a deep and lasting impression was important.

"This bag belongs to Big Sister. You can't touch it, okay?" Qiao Aiyun came over at this moment and told him seriously word by word. Little Mr. Yan pouted and stopped making sounds.

His eyes were wide open as he looked at the carving knife, as if he had seen a man-eating monster.

Fu Chen looked at his pitiful appearance and couldn't help smiling. "After scaring him like this, he probably won't dare to touch a knife in the future."

"Previously, his uncle even said that he hoped his nephew could inherit Old Master Qiao's mantle. Now, looking at him, I'm afraid it'll be difficult."

Fu Chen just said it casually, but he didn't expect that his words would really come true in the end. A certain little fellow really didn't do this kind of work.

"Alright, he knows it hurts now. He definitely won't do it again. Give it to me." Qiao Aiyun took the carving knife from Yan Wangchuan.

While complaining helplessly, she placed the carving knife on the inside of Tang Jingci's bag. "Say, as a girl, who doesn't have makeup in her bag when she goes out? Why does she bring a knife?

"Moreover, there are at least three here. What kind of weird habit is this?

"She and Xiyan are really a match made in heaven. These two are also very compatible."

Hearing this, Tang Wangjin snorted coldly, but he couldn't undermine his little junior sister. After all, she was his master's daughter. If he was unhappy, he could only endure it.

"Did she buy another knife?" Qiao Aiyun had long seen the black plastic bag in her bag. Because the pregnancy test kit box was long, it was inevitable that people would misunderstand. She took out the plastic bag, placed it aside, and helped her tidy up her bag slightly. The items inside had already been rummaged through by her son.

Little Mr. Yan stared at the black plastic bag. In his memory, the black plastic bags at home were all full of garbage and unwanted things, so…

A certain little fellow looked at his feet.

Click! The bag fell.

One of the boxes revealed most of the packaging, which looked like a medical box.

On it were the words [XX Brand Early Pregnancy Test Stick].

Qiao Aiyun was the closest to it, and she was a woman. When she saw this thing, she immediately bent down to pick it up. Tang Wangjin was one step faster than her and was already holding the thing in his hand. Even after confirming it repeatedly, he thought that his eyes were playing tricks on him.

He asked in a low voice, "What is this for?"

He was just deceiving himself.

In the entire room, other than Little Mr. Yan's non-stop babbling, the atmosphere was freezing.

Pregnancy was not a small matter.

At this moment, Tang Jingci and Song Fengwan returned while chatting and laughing.

"Why are you only back now?" Qiao Aiyun immediately got up and tried to bring Tang Jingci out first.

"Second Uncle-Master, what is that in your hand?" Song Fengwan asked when she saw that it looked like a medicine box.

Tang Jingci hadn't noticed it just now. But after her reminder, her gaze landed on her father's hand. It was as if a cold gust of wind blew past in the middle of winter, bringing a bone-chilling sensation. All the pores on her body seemed to open in an instant, and she was covered in sweat.

The father's and daughter's eyes met, and the atmosphere in the room was gloomy.

Tang Wangjin was a little angry to begin with. When he exerted force with his fingers, the box was flattened.

Song Fengwan was stunned. She looked at Fu Chen and asked silently: What happened?

At this moment, Fu Chen directly stabbed the Tang father and daughter. "That's a pregnancy test."

In short, Tang Wangjin vomited blood, while Tang Jingci's heart was in turmoil and her head hurt.

Song Fengwan looked at Fu Chen in surprise. Pregnancy test?

Cousin-in-Law is pregnant?

How long have they been together?

***

On the other side, the Qiao father and son had already left the Jade Hall of Spring more than ten minutes ago. The two of them were still discussing how to propose marriage to the Tang family.

"Ask your aunt about this later and see if she can help." Even though Qiao Wangbei said that he despised his son, he definitely wanted him to be happy.

Their family didn't have any women, so he had to trouble Qiao Aiyun with the proposal.

"Yes," Qiao Xiyan replied indifferently.

"Take all the gifts for your second uncle-master. You have to perform well later."

"I know."

"Actually, your second uncle-master is stubborn but soft-hearted. After all, he only has this one daughter. How can he not dote on her? You have to understand this too. When you get married in the future, he will also be your father…" Qiao Wangbei rambled on, wanting to remind him of everything in detail.

Qiao Xiyan raised his eyebrows and glanced at him. Is Dad going through menopause? Why has he suddenly become so noisy?

How could the father and son know that at this moment, Tang Wangjin was sharpening his knives and wishing he could skin this bastard Qiao Xiyan alive?

Accompanied by Qiao Aiyun and Song Fengwan, Tang Jingci went to test the other two pregnancy test kits.

She slumped onto the toilet seat…

It's really over this time.

There's going to be a death.