When Fang Hao saw Nangong Jin and Di Jinxuan, she broke into a gleeful smile. Nangong Jin took the lead and greeted politely, "Aunt Fang, Uncle Yan."
Di Yan nodded slightly.
Fang Hao was so overjoyed that she couldn’t stop grinning as she spoke gently, "You’re up now."
"Mm." Nangong Jin nodded, his expression practically screaming, "I’m super obedient," making him ridiculously lovable.
"You must be hungry, right? Co on, hurry up and eat. I’ve saved everything for you," Fang Hao said warmly, radiating thoughtfulness and gentleness.
Di Jinxuan blinked. What the heck—since when did Mom beco this soft and tender?
During breakfast, Di Jinxuan finally figured it out. Nangong Jin was ridiculously good at charming Fang Hao. He kept addressing her as "Aunt Fang" affectionately, speaking thoughtfully and saying all the right things. Fang Hao was over the moon, almost treating him like her own son.
She even made a series of bossy demands, "Di Jinxuan, bring over the milk for Xiaojin to drink."
"The kitchen has simred a fresh pot of porridge. Xuanxuan, go check if it’s ready. If it is, have them bring it out."
Di Jinxuan was instantly filled with resentnt. Sure enough, a son-in-law is considered half a son, yet Nangong Jin was clearly treated as a full-fledged son.
Just look at her mom—it seed like she couldn’t wait to hold Nangong Jin in the palm of her hand. Honestly, she’d bet even her three older brothers hadn’t gotten this kind of treatnt.
To be fair, Nangong Jin was particularly endearing.
anwhile, Di Jinxuan was running around obeying Fang Hao’s every command, while Nangong Jin, ever the troublemaker, didn’t lift a finger to help. He just kept buttering up Fang Hao and occasionally threw her provocative smirks that were downright challenging, making Di Jinxuan want to smack him.
As they ate, Fang Hao piped up again, "Xiaojin, did you sleep well last night?"
"Mm, it was great. Thank you for your concern, Aunt Fang. Xuanxuan’s bed is really comfortable; I slept very well," Nangong Jin replied sweetly, always knowing exactly what to say.
"Were you tired last night?" Fang Hao accidentally let slip a question like this under the guise of ’concern.’
"Pfft..." Di Jinxuan nearly spat her porridge everywhere and imdiately yelled, "Mom, what are you saying!"
Realizing she had misspoken, Fang Hao awkwardly scratched her head, feigning innocence. "Huh? I didn’t say anything. I was just asking Xiaojin if he felt tired last night. Your birthday party was exhausting, wasn’t it? What’s the matter? Did I say sothing wrong?"
Or are you thinking sothing inappropriate?
Fang Hao didn’t say that last part.
Faced with her mom’s audacious faux innocence, Di Jinxuan was too exasperated to even respond.
anwhile, Nangong Jin couldn’t hold back his laughter. His voice was hearty and pleasant as he quickly reassured, "Aunt Fang, I wasn’t tired at all. My stamina is great, no need to worry."
"Pfft..." Di Jinxuan almost choked on her porridge, again.
That downright suggestive comnt—seriously!
The inexplicable blush—what was that about?
Nangong Jin held his porridge with a perfectly obedient look on his face. His refined features were strikingly handso, but those shimring, teasing peachy eyes carried layers of flirtatious innuendo combined with hints of mischief.
At that mont, Di Yan glanced sharply at Nangong Jin, whose smug deanor quickly vanished. He imdiately lowered his head and quietly sipped his porridge, putting on an exceptionally dutiful and innocent act.
After an eventful and entertaining breakfast, Nangong Jin prepared to take Di Jinxuan to school. As they were about to leave, Fang Hao suddenly called Di Jinxuan back with a suspiciously mysterious expression.
"What’s up, Mom?" Di Jinxuan walked over.
Fang Hao pulled her close and whispered, her words shockingly blunt, "Did you two... you know?"
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