Jiang Zhou took a look at the man; he didnât recognize this person. He probably wasnât from villages around the town.
The man wore beautiful clothes with jade and gold accessories. He didnât look like a common people. He was followed by two young men; the young men were fanning over the man with flattering looks.
Jiang Zhou couldnât understand the behavior of rich people but he could understand that his wife was being bullied.
The man continued to talk to Wen Yan, âWhere are you going, little thing?â
The servant around him immediately echoed, âYoung master, he must want to see the lantern festival.â
âDo I want you to tell me?â the young master jumped up and beat the servant with a fan on his head, âI want to listen to this little beauty!â
The little beauty, Wen Yan, glanced at him coldly and staggered to sidestepping the man, he was preparing to leave. At the same time, he put Xiao Yiâs swaddle higher and wrapped him tighter in his arms.
The young master came here with the intention of teasing poor Wen Yan, how could he let him escape? He hurriedly stopped Wen Yan but his hand was held back by a strong force.
Jiang Zhou was full of anger, âWhat are you doing!!â
When the young masterâs hand was held tight, he trembled all over and desperately tried to break free, âYou. You. What do you want to do?â
He couldnât get it off, Jiang Zhouâs grip on him was so strong. He was so anxious and moved his hands around, he yelled at his servants for help, âWhat are you doing? Still not helping! Do you still want to eat or no??â
The servants didnât dare to pull their young master, they pushed Jiang Zhou with their hands, âLet go of our young master!â
The scene was quite funny, it was clear that the young master first teased Wen Yan and now Jiang Zhou was protecting his wife.
The young master was very arrogant but now he was weakly tried to pull his hand out of Jiang Zhouâs hold with his two servants.@@novelbin@@
A passerby might think it was Jiang Zhou who bullied the young master and the two servants.
Fortunately, Jiang Zhou didnât plan to keep this young master too long. He let him go and reached for Wen Yan.
The young master staggered back, almost fell to the ground. He touched his red wrist and glared at Jiang Zhou, âHow dare you do something to me!â
Jiang Zhou glared at him back, âWho asked you to be annoying first!â
Then he turned to his wife worriedly, âHow are you? Are you hurt?â
Jiang Zhou looked at Wen Yan with soft gaze, it was the same gentle eyes his husband used to have. Wen Yan felt familiar with it, he could see there was some love inside those eyes.
There was a little pain in Wen Yanâs heart, he only shook his head to answer Jiang Zhou.
Jiang Zhou breathed in relief but his eyes stopped at the little baby in Wen Yanâs arm, it was full of yearning but he didnât dare to ask Wen Yan for the baby.
The two people were looking at each other warmly but the young master not far from them was vomited badly with a âwowâ.
The two servants were panicked and didnât bother Jiang Zhou. They went over their young master and said anxiously, âYou dare to trouble my young master. Now if there is something bad happening to him, just you wait. He wonât let you go!â
Jiang Zhou thought these three people must be sick in their heads, they first troubled Wen Yan and now they acted like a victim. He didnât want to talk with them and was about to leave with Wen Yan.
But Wen Yan turned around and stuffed Xiao Yi into Jiang Zhouâs arms then he walked into the young master.
Jiang Zhou was holding a soft little baby in a swaddle. It was very warm from Wen Yanâs hug and the baby inside. He lowered his head to look at the baby, it was his baby too.
His face was wrinkled and just woke up, his eyes were wide open and his hands were stretched out.
Jiang Zhou didnât dare to move; he was afraid if the baby would catch a cold so he stuffed the hands back inside the swaddle. Before he could take his hand out, the baby grabbed his thumb and smiled at him with squinted eyes.
Jiang Zhou who became a father and finally held his own son for the first time was charmed by the baby. He coaxed the baby twice and glanced at Wen Yan.
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Wen Yan was kneeling down in front of the retching young master, the man was frightened and backed away from Wen Yan. But because he was a little weak, he sat back on the ground and moving around like a bullied little wife.
The young master was frightened by them, âWhat do you want to do?â
Wen Yan had always been observant; he noticed the young master actually avoided any contact from other people. Even the servants didnât dare to touch him and when he teased him just now, the young master didnât have any other intention. So, he thought there was nothing to be afraid of this young master. But when he saw him retching so badly, he felt a little pity.
The young master seemed to know about his condition and didnât dare to let Wen Yan came closer.
Wen Yan thought about the medical books he had read in the past and kindly came up with an idea, âIf you often vomited from touching others. Itâs probably your own psychological effect. If your body couldnât control it, you drink more milk and chew a ginger slice or drink ginger soup.â
He looked at the young masterâs face and continued, âI see that your face is pale and your eyes are cloudy. It must be qi deficiency and cold stomach. Milk is the best medicine for you.â
After he said that, he didnât care about the young masterâs reaction. He got up and went back to take Xiao Yi from Jiang Zhou. But after stretching his arms for so long, Xiao Yi didnât move from Jiang Zhouâs arms.
Jiang Zhou happily continued to hug his own baby. If he couldnât hold his wife, at least there was a cute son to satisfy his craving!
Wen Yan raised his eyebrows at him and Jiang Zhou reluctantly handed Xiao Yi over.
Wen Yan reached out to take it again but as Xiao Yi was being pulled away, his little fingers grabbed Jiang Zhouâs hair and held it tight without letting go.
Jiang Zhouâs hair always grow slower than anyone, right now it still reached his chest level. Xiao Yi had found this strain of hairs and pulled hard.
Jiang Zhou felt his scalp went numb from the pain, he could only follow Xiao Yi to lessen his pain.
Originally, Jiang Zhou was bent a little to give back Xiao Yi. Now he followed his son and found himself leaning close to Wen Yan. The two were almost touching each other with very little space between them.
Jiang Zhou turned his head slightly and he could see Wen Yanâs lashes and pale eyes. In those night, before he lost his consciousness, Wen Yan always raised his head to talk with him with bright and gentle eyes.
Wen Yan was afraid that Jiang Zhouâ hair might get pulled off, he coaxed the baby in a low voice, âHe is used to grab thing. Wait a little, he will let go.â Wen Yan was looking at Xiao Yi without raising his head to Jiang Zhou.
Jiang Zhou felt a little disappointed but he knew why his wife didnât look at him, âItâs okay.â He replied softly.
The young master over there had already stood up and saw the two of them having sweet moment.
âHmph⦠you dog bastard!â He murmured.