After Giving Birth, All My Beast Ex-Husbands Suddenly Want Me Back-Chapter 164: I need your help

Nina lifted her gaze and found two young men standing before her.

One had soft pink hair and porcelain-pale skin, his features exquisitely delicate. His large, limpid eyes carried an innocent clarity, framed by long, thick lashes. His lips were rosy and luminous, and there was a faint, youthful purity in his expression—making him look both tender and well-behaved.

The other had dark hair and bright, star-like eyes. His nose was straight, his lips full and red, and when he smiled, two small canine teeth peeked out—giving him a soft, endearing charm.

"Hello," Nina said gently. "Are you Lex’s younger brothers?"

Judging by their attire, they were clearly of noble background.

And since they had arrived with Rosen and the others, it was only natural to assume they were related to Lex.

"Yes." Dian and Jiro both nodded.

"Sister Nina," Dian said, his gaze falling on the little wolf in her arms, "is this one your child too? Has he just hatched? He looks so small."

"Yes," Nina replied softly. "He hatched not long ago."

The two exchanged a glance. There was something faintly puzzling—Mimi and Shushu didn’t seem that much older than this little one.

But they didn’t question it further.

"He’s so fluffy..." Jiro leaned closer, eyes bright with curiosity. "Can I hold him?"

Nina looked down at Shushu. "Would you like Uncle Jiro to hold you for a moment?"

Shushu glanced at him, then gave a proud little nod.

I’ll generously allow it.

Jiro carefully took the small wolf into his arms, his expression lighting up as his fingers sank into the soft, downy fur.

"So soft..."

Dian couldn’t resist reaching out as well, gently touching the plush coat.

"So different..." he murmured.

The texture was nothing like the smooth skin or scales of sea races.

"Sister Nina," Dian said, pointing toward the kitchen, "is that where you cook? Why are there stones piled up like that?"

"That’s the stove," Nina explained patiently. "It’s built that way to hold the stone pot."

"And those?" Jiro asked, gesturing toward the nearby items.

"Those are seasonings," Nina said with a smile. "They make the food taste better."

"You came up with all of this yourself?" DIan asked, eyes widening.

"Yes."

"Wow... Sister Nina, you’re amazing," Dian said earnestly. "You know so much."

"And over there?" Jiro pointed toward the enclosed patch of green. "Why is that grass fenced in?"

Nina chuckled softly. "That’s not grass. Those are vegetables—you can eat them."

"You can eat that?" Both of them looked genuinely astonished.

"Yes. I can even use my ability to help them grow faster," Nina said. "If you stay, I’ll cook some tonight for you to try."

Jiro’s eyes curved into a delighted smile. "You can use abilities too? That’s incredible."

"Sister Nina must be the most remarkable female in all the beast world," Dian said, his face full of admiration.

Nina felt a little embarrassed under such earnest praise.

"That’s not really true..."

"It is," Jiro said, gazing at her with bright sincerity. "You’re not only intelligent and powerful—you’re beautiful too."

"Your eyes, especially... they’re more dazzling than the stars."

He smiled, soft and open.

"Though... everything else about you is just as beautiful."

"And your hands are beautiful too," Dian added.

With a small flick of his wrist, a bracelet appeared in his palm—crafted from luminous pearls and radiant gemstones.

"I made this using the finest treasures from the sea."

He held it out to her. "Sister Nina, this is for you."

A faint blush rose to Nina’s cheeks. "I can’t accept this—it’s too valuable."

Dian’s expression fell instantly, his eyes turning soft and pleading. "Do you... not like my craftsmanship?"

"No, that’s not it," Nina said quickly. "It’s just... it’s too precious."

"It’s not," Dian insisted gently. "There are plenty of these in the sea."

He extended the bracelet again, his voice softer now. "Please accept it. I think only your hands are worthy of it."

"If you don’t take it... it will have no owner."

Those clear, watery eyes—filled with quiet hope—made it impossible to refuse.

"...Alright," Nina relented with a small smile. "Thank you. I’ll cook something delicious for you tonight."

Dian beamed, his smile bright and sweet.

After that, the two of them lingered by her side, asking questions, offering praise, and occasionally teasing her with playful remarks.

Nina couldn’t help but laugh, her voice light and warm.

Not far away, Odian and the others felt an unmistakable sense of danger.

Kith and the rest were even more on edge.

Since when are these two fish so good at charming her?

This would not do. Absolutely not.

A silent exchange of glances passed between the males.

Mino gave a small nod and stepped forward.

"Nina... there’s something about the dish you taught me that I don’t quite understand. Could you show me again?"

Dian tilted his head, his tone mild but pointed.

"If you don’t understand, shouldn’t you practice more on your own? Why trouble Sister Nina with something like that?"

Jiro added with a gentle smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes, "Exactly. A good male shouldn’t burden her with trivial matters. She already spends so much energy caring for the children."

Mino faltered, suddenly flustered. "Nina, I... I didn’t mean—"

He grew uneasy.

What if she thought the same? That he was inconsiderate?

Nina cleared her throat softly. "It’s alright. I’m not tired."

She turned to him with a reassuring smile. "I’ll show you again."

Mino nodded, though a trace of guilt lingered in his eyes.

If she knew I did this on purpose... would she be upset?

Am I... being too petty?

Even as he walked away, he found himself quietly reflecting.

"Sister Nina," Dian called again, eyes bright with expectation, "you haven’t finished telling us about the vegetables."

Remembering they were guests, Nina hesitated briefly, then said to Mino, "I’ll come help you later."

"...Alright." Mino sighed faintly and returned to the kitchen.

Watching him leave, the other males frowned.

Aviel grabbed Linny.

"I’ll give you ten dragon crystals—go bring your mother back. Don’t let her stay with those two."

Linny held up two small fingers.

Twenty.

Aviel narrowed his eyes—then nodded.

"Deal."

Linny stretched out his little paw.

Pay first.

Aviel handed over the crystals.

Clutching them happily, Linny darted over and landed on Nina’s shoulder, nuzzling her affectionately.

"Mother, come play with me."

Dian and Jiro stared, stunned. "Sister Nina... this little dragon is also your child?"

"Yes," Nina said with a smile. "That’s Linny—my third child."

They looked around the courtyard—and saw the others.

A small white tiger.

A fox.

A coiling little serpent.

"...Are they all yours?"

Nina nodded.

They both inhaled sharply.

Sister Nina truly is... extraordinary.

Their gazes returned to Linny.

With a flick of their hands, a pile of shimmering crystals appeared.

"Linny," Dian said warmly, "these are for you. Let us play with you too, alright?"

They knew that dragons adored crystals.

Linny’s eyes lit up instantly. He accepted them without hesitation and promptly forgot all about Aviel’s instructions.

Not far away, Aviel ground his teeth.

That ungrateful brat—betrayed me for a handful of crystals.

It was infuriating.

The entire afternoon passed in laughter.

Nina chatted and smiled with Dian and Jiro, the atmosphere bright and easy.

Odian and the others could only watch—quietly sour.

When evening came, Nina went to the kitchen to teach Mino again.

Only then did Dian and Jiro reluctantly part from her.

As Dian watched her retreating figure, a determined light flickered in his eyes.

He pulled Lani aside. "Father... I need your help with something."