Chapter 77 - 69: Is There a Man in Your House?

Chapter 77: Chapter 69: Is There a Man in Your House?

"Then you should have just talked to her nicely. Why did you have to hit her?"

The special love grandparents have for their grandchildren is truly something else.

With your own kids, you just need to make sure they survive. But with your grandkids, you can’t stand it if anyone so much as lays a finger on them.

"I did, but it didn’t work. This will teach her a lesson," Jiang Wanyi said.

"What lesson? You were just like her when you were little, and when did I ever hit you?"

"I..."

Jiang Wanyi’s gaze shot to Chen Yuan, who was sitting in the corner of the sofa. She saw him stifling a smile.

She twitched her small, elegant nose and shook a fist at him.

"Wait a minute!" Liu Fengzhi said suddenly.

"Is someone else there with you? Why do I see a pair of men’s slippers?"

The two exchanged a panicked glance, then both looked down at the slippers on the floor.

"Those are mine, I was just wearing them. How could anyone else be here?"

"It’s just you and the baby at home. Why would you buy men’s slippers?"

"I..."

Jiang Wanyi was at a loss for words, her mind working a little too slowly.

Just then, she saw Chen Yuan mouthing words to her and instantly understood what he was trying to say.

"Don’t you and Dad come over all the time? His old pair was worn out, so I bought him a new one."

Liu Fengzhi’s expression was skeptical. She clearly didn’t believe Jiang Wanyi.

"I have a feeling something’s going on. You’re definitely hiding something from me."

"What would I be hiding from you?" Jiang Wanyi grew even more flustered.

"On Monday, you said you were going to a meeting. But when you got home, you changed your clothes, put on makeup, and even wore perfume. If I hadn’t called you, you probably wouldn’t have even come home. Thinking back on it, it didn’t seem like you were just out to dinner with coworkers. Were you out with a man?"

Jiang Wanyi’s eyes darted around nervously. She saw Chen Yuan looking down at his phone, showing no intention of helping her out.

He was fighting a losing battle against a grin.

"I really was just having dinner with my coworkers. Stop being so paranoid."

"If you don’t want to talk about it, I won’t press you. But I’m telling you, if you find someone suitable, go for it. I’m not kidding. Don’t let what I’m saying go in one ear and out the other."

"It’s not that easy to just find someone. And what if I do, and he isn’t good to my daughter?" Jiang Wanyi said seriously.

To Jiang Wanyi, Mili was more important than anything in the world; she would never let anyone hurt her.

"Then find someone who *is* good to her. I refuse to believe there are no good men left in this world. The point is, you’re still young, so you need to get a move on."

"Ugh! Let’s not talk about this anymore. I know what I’m doing."

Jiang Wanyi grew flustered and cut her mother off.

"I have to give the baby her bath. I’m hanging up now."

Without giving her mother another chance to speak, Jiang Wanyi ended the video call.

The room fell silent, leaving only the THUMP-THUMP-THUMP of Jiang Wanyi’s heart and the rosy blush spreading across her cheeks.

"You’re still laughing!"

She walked over to Chen Yuan and smacked him a few times.

"I didn’t do anything! Can’t a guy even laugh? Besides, the slippers were just sitting there. You’re the one who accidentally got them on camera, it has nothing to do with me."

"It has everything to do with you! This is all your fault!"

"Alright, alright, my fault, my fault," Chen Yuan said with a grin. "But that dress you wore the other day really was beautiful. And your perfume smelled amazing."

"Ugh, you’re still talking about it! Are you trying to annoy me?!"

Jiang Wanyi’s face turned beet red, the blush deepening from a rosy hue to a fiery crimson. She pinched and slapped at him, not even daring to look in his direction.

’Changing her clothes and putting on perfume... that was supposed to be her own little secret.’

’It was one thing for her mother to know, but Chen Yuan absolutely could not.’

"Alright, alright, I’m annoying."

Chen Yuan sat up with a smile. "It’s about time for the baby’s bath. Go get her cleaned up."

"I’m not doing it. You wash her," Jiang Wanyi said petulantly.

"Fine by me. You get some rest. It’s been a long day."

Chen Yuan picked up the baby and went into the bathroom.

He took off her diaper, placed her in the little tub, and slowly started to fill it with water.

Just then, Jiang Wanyi came in, holding Mili’s favorite little rubber duck. The blush on her cheeks still hadn’t completely faded.

"Go on and rest. I can handle her bath," Chen Yuan said.

"You’re tired too. Let’s do it together."

Even though she was still mortified, her heart went out to Chen Yuan.

’He’d spent the weekend helping her with the baby and hadn’t gotten much sleep. She didn’t want to make him do things she could handle herself.’

’Telling Chen Yuan to give the baby a bath had just been something she’d said out of pique; she just needed a moment to calm down.’

"I’m not tired. We’ll do it together."

"Okay."

The two of them sat side by side while Mili played in the tub.

Chen Yuan made funny faces, making the baby squeal with laughter. Her chubby, dimpled arms slapped the surface of the water over and over, splashing droplets onto both of them.

"Play nicely now, don’t get too wild."

Jiang Wanyi chided her instinctively, but Mili paid her no mind, having the time of her life.

She scooted her small stool back a little, deciding to give up and let her go wild.

But a patch on the collar of Jiang Wanyi’s shirt was soaked, revealing the color and style of her bra underneath...

When Jiang Wanyi looked down, she saw the large wet spot on her chest, where the outline and pattern were faintly visible.

Subconsciously, out of the corner of her eye, she caught Chen Yuan staring.

COUGH, COUGH...

He coughed a few times, trying to hide his embarrassment.

’This brat...’

Smiling to herself, Jiang Wanyi got up and went to the bedroom. When she returned, she had changed into a gray tank top and a pair of lounge shorts.

Her pale, soft thighs were both alluring and dangerous...

Pulling over her little stool and sitting down, Jiang Wanyi realized there was nothing for her to do. Her precious daughter was being unusually obedient for Chen Yuan.