Boss, Your Babies Are Raising Hell

"Alright, stop being pretentious."    

Shi Zeyu still wanted to say something but was interrupted by Shi Xiaomei.    

Shi Xiaomei did not speak much, but she was also willing to stay in Yening Garden. She could not continue listening to Shi Zeyu's words.    

"I want to play with Third Aunt." Yueyue went forward and held Shi Xiaomei's big hand with her small hand. She raised her small face and smiled at Shi Xiaomei softly and cutely.    

Shi Xiaomei reached out and pinched her soft and cute little face, "It has been a month since we last met and Yueyue has grown up quite a bit. Have you changed your name now? "    

"It is called Yueyue Zhan in the household register." Zhan Yeling, who had been silent the whole time, explained.    

"Yueyue finally has an household register. That's great." It was rare for Shi Xiaomei to smile, even though it seemed a little stiff.    

"Third Aunt, you look good when you smile." Yueyue said happily.    

"Thank you, little guy..." Yueyue touched her little face again.    

"Third Aunt, let me show you the new toy my father bought for me." Yueyue pulled Shi Xiaomei's hand and brought her to the toy room.    

"Uncle, I still want to play chess. Let's continue." Qianqian also went around his small body and came to Shi Zeyu's side. He grabbed his big hand and took him to the sofa.    

Last night and this morning, Qianqian had pestered Shi Zeyu to play chess.    

Shi Zeyu was a very honest person. He did not lose on purpose just to make the child happy.    

He had always shown his true abilities.    

Therefore, Qianqian had been losing since last night.    

The more he lost, the more excited his fighting spirit became. He did not want to relax at all and pulled Shi Zeyu to play chess.    

The other children also dispersed and went to play their own games.    

Zhan Yeling went forward and put his arm around Shi Miao's shoulder, sending her back to the bedroom on the second floor to rest.    

Zhan Yeling helped Shi Miao lie on the bed, "You rest for a while. I'll call you when it's time to eat."    

He turned around and wanted to leave, but his hand was grabbed from behind. A soft warmth came from his palm.    

Zhan Yeling turned around and saw Shi Miao's white hand holding his hand. Her clear eyes were looking at him with watery eyes.    

"What's wrong?" Zhan Yeling asked in a low and magnetic voice.    

"Nothing..." Shi Miao pulled her cheeks to make herself smile. Then she let go of his hand and lowered her head.    

She originally wanted to say that he did not sleep last night and had been waiting by the bed for her. Did he not rest for a while?    

But when she saw him turn around, that deep gaze was so powerful that it could not be offended.    

Although he had not slept the entire night last night, his deep eyes and strong spirit did not give him the slightest feeling of exhaustion.    

He was so powerful and indestructible. Did he need her tiny concern?    

Thus, she swallowed the words that came into her mouth and said that she was fine.    

Zhan Yeling understood her disappointed expression as she was tired. He said, "You should rest well..."    

She did not sleep well last night either.    

After saying that, he turned around and left.    

Shi Miao laid down but could not sleep no matter what. Her heart was very messy.    

This matter seemed to have already been resolved, but there was an irreparable gap in her heart.    

At first, she thought that Zhan Yeling had betrayed her and hurt her.    

But now, she knew the truth. She thought that her status was not compatible with Zhan Yeling's, and that she was not worthy of his depression.    

This depression had always accompanied her, making it difficult for her to change her mind.    

Every moment, it would crush her confidence.    

She kept reminding herself to divert her attention and not think blindly, but it was useless.    

This sort of inferiority always followed her like a shadow.    

Thinking about it, it made sense. What she had now was the love of the King of Power, Zhan Yeling.    

A normal person would find it unbelievable, but they would also doubt themselves.