After being reborn, my sister insisted on marrying me.

The move went more smoothly than expected.

Chen Xinyi demonstrated organizational skills in packaging that were on par with her own experience in starting her own business.

She had the group running around like headless chickens, and in just two days she had taken care of everything in 1203 Zhichun East Lane.

They all moved into the top-floor duplex of Building 2, Palm Springs International Apartments.

The new home is divided as follows.

Chen Xinyi and Wei Yi stayed in the largest suite on the second floor, the same suite Wu Zhenhe used to live in, which had a separate walk-in closet and a double bathtub.

Kim Se-rin chose the suite next door because it was "close by and convenient for meetings."

As for what will happen.

I need to go home tonight and turn it on in the bedroom.

That's something that really can't be told to outsiders.

Lin Siyan chose the quietest room at the end of the corridor.

The window faces the lake in Chaoyang Park, receiving the best natural light, but it's also the furthest from the master bedroom.

She said she liked quiet.

But everyone knows the real reason.

Wu Zhenhe introduced a new nanny.

His surname is Li, he is in his early forties, has a round face, and speaks with a slight Baoding accent.

I worked in this house for many years and know every inch of it like the back of my hand.

She was a live-in nanny, and her salary was paid directly by Wu Zhenhe.

Aunt Zheng still works the same day shift schedule, arriving in the morning and leaving in the evening, mainly responsible for three meals a day.

After Aunt Li joined the team, her workload was halved, and her overall complexion improved significantly.

Otherwise, in such a big house, she would be the only daytime nanny.

That would be exhausting.

The weather in Yanjing was gloomy on the first weekend after moving into the new home.

The gray sky outside the window pressed low over the lake in Chaoyang Park.

Chen Xinyi and Jin Shilin had been locked in a fierce battle all night and are now sound asleep on the second floor.

Aunt Zheng and Aunt Li were busy preparing breakfast in the kitchen.

A fried egg and a porridge, a perfect combination.

Lin Siyan got up early as always.

She wore a light blue cotton nightgown with a cardigan over it, and tiptoed down the stairs in her slippers.

She was about to go to the kitchen to pour herself a glass of warm water when she paused as she passed the dining room.

Wei Yi was already seated at the dining table.

He was wearing a gray sweatshirt, his hair still damp from being washed and not dried. There were seven or eight plates in front of him, with steamed buns, fried eggs, fried dough sticks, shrimp dumplings, and radish cakes filling the table.

He was devouring the breakfast with the speed of an autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.

He looked up when he heard footsteps, a little oil still glistening on the corner of his mouth.

"Good morning, Sister Siyan."

"……morning."

She wasn't surprised.

The two women in this family are both lazybones; they would never wake up before 11 a.m. when they're not working.

of course.

She also knew that it was possible they were too tired last night.

Because of that bastard, he probably kept those two up until midnight again last night.

But he himself was always full of energy the next day.

They often get up earlier than her and even do morning exercises.

That's physical fitness.

Lin Siyan sometimes had doubts, doubts about what lay beneath his beautiful exterior.

Did they stuff some kind of monster inside?

Otherwise, how could a normal person have such good physical condition and energy?

Yes, she hasn't experienced it.

But she had seen Chen Xinyi and Jin Shilin get into that state many times before.

Chen Xinyi is alright.

Lin Siyan had witnessed firsthand the stamina and physical fitness of Jin Shilin, this fitness enthusiast!

Even with Chen Xinyi by their side, they still couldn't do anything to him.

How could Lin Siyan not be suspicious?

"Sister Siyan, come and have breakfast." Wei Yi picked up a shrimp dumpling and stuffed it into his mouth. "When it comes to Cantonese dim sum, Aunt Li's skills are even better than Aunt Zheng's. Try this shrimp dumpling; she makes it by hand, and the skin is as thin as paper."

Lin Siyan stood by the dining table for a moment, then pulled out a chair and sat down.

She didn't sit in her usual seat, the one furthest from him, but instead sat in the chair to his right, one seat away.

This distance isn't close, but compared to her usual "diagonal tactics," it's a qualitative leap.

Sure enough, she did just that.

Even Wei Yi, who was engrossed in the delicious food, couldn't help but glance at her again.

Normally, Lin Siyan would stay as far away from him as possible.

When eating, she always sat diagonally across from him at the table; when watching TV, she always curled up on the single sofa furthest from him.

Even when handing him a remote control, she would hold it with her fingertips to avoid touching his hand.

Today, she actually took the initiative to sit next to him.

"Sister Siyan, are you still half asleep?"

"I'm perfectly awake." She picked up the warm water in front of her and took a sip, her tone flat.

Wei Yi shrugged and continued eating his shrimp dumplings.

Aunt Li peeked out from the kitchen, then withdrew and continued kneading the dough.

Aunt Zheng was chopping scallions beside her, the rhythm of the knife falling on the cutting board was regular and steady.

Lin Siyan held her water glass, looking down at him, but her heart was churning.

She had a dream last night.

She couldn't quite remember the details of the dream anymore.

I only remember Chen Xinyi in my dream.

Chen Xinyi crossed her arms and looked at her with bright, sparkling eyes.

They were laughing very happily.

That smile was exactly the same as the one she had seen a few days ago.

Then she woke up, lay in bed staring at the ceiling, tossing and turning, unable to fall back asleep.

She's been thinking about a question these past few days.

Xin Yi had that expression when she saw Wu Zhenhe kissing her brother.

Xin Yi had the same expression when she saw Jin Shilin with Wei Yi.

Throughout the entire process, Chen Xinyi never got angry because other women got close to Wei Yi.

Chen Xinyi would just watch with a smile, her eyes filled with the same joy and excitement that even Lin Siyan couldn't help but feel.

Is it...

She was thinking.

Is it really not enough to just help Xinyi manage her finances, run her coffee shop, and stay up all night reviewing contracts if you want to make her happy?

Lin Siyan turned to the side and looked at the pig that was eating like a pig.

She gritted her teeth.

I thought to myself, "I'll just pretend I was eaten by a pig."

Anyway, it's already been chewed up a few times.

She quietly took her phone out of her nightgown pocket and placed it on the table.

I swiped my finger a few times to switch to video recording mode, then placed the phone behind the vase so the camera was pointed directly at the dining table.

The movements were extremely light, making almost no sound.

After doing all this, she suddenly stood up, pulled out the chair next to Wei Yi, and sat down.

There was no longer a "safe distance" between the two seats.

Wei Yi's chopsticks stopped in mid-air, and the shrimp dumpling hovered ten centimeters in front of his mouth.

"Sister Siyan?"

Kiss me.

Wei Yi's shrimp dumpling fell back into the plate.

He turned to look at Lin Siyan, whose face was expressionless.

But her eyes were fixed on him, and her lips were pressed into a thin line.

"What did you say?" Wei Yi thought he had misheard.

I said, "Kiss me."

Her voice was very low, each word seemingly squeezed out from between her teeth, "Weren't you so tough? Daring to kiss me forcibly, but you won't dare this time?"

Can this be tolerated?

Even if Sister Lin took the wrong medicine today.

If he refuses this request, how will he maintain his authority as a husband in the future?

He slammed his chopsticks on the table, wiped his mouth, stood up, wrapped his arms around Lin Siyan's waist, and leaned down to kiss her.

Unlike the previous two times, this time she didn't struggle at all.

Her body only stiffened for a moment, and then she slowly raised her hands to wrap around the back of his neck.

This action, however, made him stare wide-eyed in surprise.

What the hell!

Did Sister Lin really take the wrong medicine today?

Over in the kitchen.

Aunt Li carried a plate of freshly steamed millet cakes out, but as soon as she reached the kitchen door, she seemed to be frozen in place.

Her pupils dilated slightly, her mouth opened, and she almost cried out.

Fortunately, at this time...

Two fingers firmly gripped her arm.

Aunt Zheng appeared silently from behind her and dragged her and the millet cake back to the kitchen.

The kitchen sliding door was gently closed.

"Sister Zheng, they..." Aunt Li's voice was very low, her expression shifting between shock and confusion.

"I didn't see anything," Aunt Zheng said calmly.

"But that Miss Lin isn't Miss Chen's..."

"You didn't see anything either."

Aunt Zheng took the plate of millet cakes from her and placed it on the island counter. She turned around and continued chopping scallions, her rhythm with the cleaver unaffected. "Working here, eyes are for show, ears are for decoration. That's the industry standard in our line of work."

Aunt Li certainly knew all this too.

only……

She stood in the kitchen, her lips moved, but in the end she said nothing.

She has seen a lot of things and can be considered quite knowledgeable.

This combination is indeed a first.

After a moment, she took a deep breath, composed herself, and said, "Thank you, Sister Zheng!"

You have good comprehension skills!

Aunt Zheng smiled and said, "You're welcome."