Bigshot's Sweetie Is a Cat!-Chapter 1323 - 1362: Would You Dare Eat What I Prepare?

"Jun Moyan~"

Wen Xiao’ai shook Jun Moyan’s sleeve with her hand, blinking her large eyes at him.

In the past, whenever she acted cute, Jun Moyan would relent; this trick never failed. But when it concerned her and the child’s safety, it was clearly ineffective this time.

Jun Moyan pressed his lips together silently, looking at Wen Xiao’ai with a soft gaze, telling her with a hint of helplessness: No, you can’t.

"Little Princess, your man is right. You’re pregnant, and it’s indeed inconvenient to interact with too many people. Just bear with it a little longer; once the baby is born, you can have them stay as long as you want," Feng Liyan poured a cup of warm water for Wen Xiao’ai to soothe her throat.

Her mouth had been chattering nonstop for over an hour.

"Can’t they move in now?" Wen Xiao’ai felt a little disappointed but knew they meant well for her. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

But she’s been feeling suffocated for the past half year.

"Be good, once the baby is born, I’ll take you wherever you want to go," Jun Moyan held her small hand in his palm, gently kneading it.

"Alright then, can we have them stay for dinner tonight?" Wen Xiao’ai reluctantly compromised.

Jun Moyan paused for a moment, unable to resist Wen Xiao’ai’s charm, and considering her feelings, eventually agreed.

Then he turned around and asked Feng Liyan to prepare dinner.

Ever since arriving in the Netherworld, Jun Moyan personally took care of Wen Xiao’ai’s living arrangements. The Netherworld King sent maids multiple times to serve, but he sent them away.

Besides himself, he didn’t trust anyone to care for Wen Xiao’ai, not even contact her.

"You want this Medicine King to prepare dinner?" Feng Liyan’s eyes widened, nearly unable to resist throwing the tea in his hand at Jun Moyan.

"If you don’t go, should I do it? Would you dare eat the dinner I prepare?" Jun Moyan lazily glanced at him.

He wasn’t comfortable with these attendants, not because he didn’t trust them but because he didn’t trust the Netherworld.

Afraid someone with ill intentions might exploit them.

The attendants shook their heads, indicating they wouldn’t dare eat the meals prepared by Jun Moyan, then collectively turned their gaze to the Medicine King.

"You little furballs, why are you looking at me? If I prepare it, would you dare eat? Not afraid of getting a tummy ache?" Feng Liyan threw down his cup, angrily scolding them for being irresponsible and ungrateful.

They just sold him out like that.

Seven or eight attendants looked at him, not making a sound.

But the meaning was clear; compared to Soul Suppressing Master and Little Princess, the Medicine King’s meals were more palatable.

Feng Liyan opened his mouth but couldn’t say a word.

He left, grumbling and swinging his sleeve.

"Feng Liyan, I want to eat Purple Liuli Ice Jade Pill." Wen Xiao’ai’s excited voice came from behind.

Feng Liyan, who had been grumbling seconds ago, turned around with a smile, softly replying, "Alright, be a good girl and wait. If you’re hungry, let your man prepare some Spirit Fruit for you until I’m back soon."

"Okay."

When the Medicine King returned from the Cat Demon Clan with dinner, the room had already been arranged by the attendants.

Seven or eight attendants stood by the table, nervously silent.

Wen Xiao’ai wanted to give them Spirit Fruit and pour them tea, which Jun Moyan couldn’t bear seeing her do.

When he handed a cup of tea to one attendant on her behalf, the attendant stepped back in fear.

In the end, Jun Moyan waved his sleeve, letting them help themselves.

Each took a cup of tea in one hand and a Spirit Fruit in the other, heads bowed, standing in a row, not daring to eat.

Luckily, Wen Xiao’ai chattered with them about this and that; otherwise, the atmosphere would have been suffocating.

As soon as they saw Feng Liyan return, they looked as if they’d seen a dear father.

Never felt this affectionate before.