My Dragon Baby and Billionaire Husband-Chapter 602: Only the One Who Fed Him Deserves to Be His Brother! 2
Si Mingjing nodded. "I’ve read in medical texts that this is also the perspective. Patients with long-term liver qi stagnation, disharmony of the spleen and stomach, and blood stasis can develop a syndrome primarily characterized by moodiness, depressive feelings, irritability, and melancholy."
"From the perspective of traditional Chinese medicine, the main treatment for depression involves using medicines that disperse liver qi, strengthen the spleen, and harmonize the stomach. Blue Eye Sunflower is a very important one of these. Simply put, it can regulate the gut and improve imbalances in gut flora, thereby fundamentally treating depression."
Ye Shen was so excited he wanted to embrace Si Mingjing. "That’s great, big sister-in-law! You must work hard—my buddy is counting on you!"
Si Mingjing smiled faintly. "Don’t get your hopes up too much. It may not..."
"I believe in you! Cancer, Type I diabetes—aren’t there traditional Chinese medicines for them already? They’re selling like hotcakes on the market now. If big sister-in-law can develop a TCM formula for depression, then you would truly be a light to the world!"
Ye Shen had already become Si Mingjing’s little fanboy, eager to sing her praises to the skies.
A few hours later, the plane landed at the Ye Family palace. Dawn was breaking on the horizon, and the sun was slowly rising above sea level.
Ye Xinguang and Ye Junqing had received Ye Shen’s call earlier and had prepared a lavish breakfast. They stood at the door, eagerly awaiting their arrival.
Seeing Mo Yinhe holding a child in his arms—who looked seventy to eighty percent like Fengyin and had bright red ’instant noodle’ hair—Ye Xinguang was so excited she hugged Ye Junqing’s arm tightly and exclaimed, "They’re here! Xiaolei is here! My precious grandson!"
Ye Junqing, maintaining his experienced and unruffled demeanor, said, "Look how excited you are. It’s not as if you’ve never seen a grandson before."
With so many grandsons at home, Ye Junqing felt very calm.
However, as Mo Yinhe approached with the child, Ye Junqing stretched out his arms and said, "Let Grandpa hold him!"
"Eh, Grandpa?"
Xi Lei looked at Ye Junqing’s youthful appearance, which was far from the image of a grandfather.
But Ye Junqing said firmly, "Call me Grandpa!"
Xi Lei’s quick wits caught on. "Grandpa, did you dye your hair too? Yours looks better than mine! Teach me next time, Grandpa!"
Ye Junqing was taken aback for a moment, then laughed heartily. He playfully took his grandson from his son’s arms, pinched Xi Lei’s little nose, and said, "You must be hungry. Come, Grandpa will take you to breakfast."
The others followed behind.
At the breakfast table, Xi Lei boastfully recounted his heroic deed of leveling the village, which sent Ye Junqing into fits of laughter that didn’t cease.
"They’re all good grandsons! And Mingjing is the greatest contributor!"
Si Mingjing, who was quietly enjoying her breakfast at the table, smiled upon hearing this. She then sneakily glanced at the man peeling an egg for her. Having children isn’t something I could have done alone, she thought. It should be said that both Mo Yinhe and I are quite capable.
Mo Yinhe seemed to read her thoughts through her eyes.
After peeling the egg, he kept the yolk—which she didn’t eat—for himself and placed the egg white in her bowl, saying, "Baby, you contributed the most."
Under the table, he stretched out his long leg, hooking it around her slender one, but Si Mingjing kicked his leg away.
After the meal, Si Mingjing took the children to bed. They hadn’t slept all night and had been through quite an ordeal. Now, full and content, they all went to catch up on sleep.
Seeing Mo Yinhe still sitting there with no intention of leaving, Si Mingjing reached out and patted his shoulder. "Aren’t you tired?"
A sly smile tugged at Mo Yinhe’s lips. "Mingjing, do you want me to sleep with you?"
Si Mingjing rolled her eyes and walked away. This man is doing it on purpose, she thought. Just sitting there waiting for me.
Mo Yinhe slid back his chair, stood up, and strode after her.
He heard Si Mingjing say, "Xiaolei, how about Mommy sleeps with you?"
Unfortunately, this time Si Mingjing’s playful attempt backfired. This son of hers had been independent since he was little and firmly believed that boys and girls should not sleep together. He righteously refused, "Mom, I’m a boy. Boys and girls shouldn’t sleep together. Uncle said so! Otherwise, they’ll have babies."
Si Mingjing covered her face with her hand. "Other girls, no, but Mommy is allowed."
"I don’t want to! How can a real man sleep with a girl!"
Xi Lei was very insistent, as if sleeping with a girl would taint his purity.
Si Mingjing: "..."
This son of mine will never get married!
"Jingjing, this young master will sleep with you," Ye Nianbai toddled over and grabbed his mommy’s hand.
Unfortunately, Mo Yinhe pried his little hand away, saying, "You’re not even as sensible as your new little brother."
Ye Nianbai immediately cursed, "Dad, you dog of a man!"
"Then you’re a dog’s son!"
Mo Yinhe was used to his son’s unrestrained way of speaking and didn’t raise a hand to hit him, merely retorting casually.
"This young master is a little dragon cub!"
Mo Yinhe ignored his son, scooped Si Mingjing up by the waist, and carried her off, leaving the little dragon cubs to arrange their own sleeping.
Ye Xinguang had already made preparations for her grandsons. She had a children’s room set up with two small beds—one for Xi Lei and the other for Little Xiangru.
When Si Mingjing woke up, the sun was nearly setting.
She turned over to find Mo Yinhe had been awake for some time. He was sitting up in bed, reading. When he heard her move, he leaned down, gently wrapped his arms around her shoulders, pressed her beneath him, and captured her lips.
Si Mingjing pushed him but couldn’t push him away. Mo Yinhe gently kissed her cheek.
He had woken up two hours earlier and hadn’t gotten out of bed, solely because he was waiting for her to wake up so they could then... enjoy the pleasures of the marital bed. In this regard, Mo Yinhe seldom restrained himself anymore, especially after their grand wedding; he was now making up for all his previous restraint twofold.
「After their amorous encounter」
Si Mingjing lay exhausted on top of him, poking his arm with her hand. "You really are something!"
"What?"
Si Mingjing rolled her eyes. "No wonder I’ve had eight kids!"
Mo Yinhe laughed heartily, holding her in his embrace. "Mingjing, I have to go on a business trip tomorrow, and I won’t be able to return for a week. If I don’t pamper you properly now, I’m afraid you’ll think I’m not fulfilling my duties as a husband."
His excuse was certainly compelling. Si Mingjing, however, didn’t want to engage. She glanced at her phone, thinking of calling Xi Jinrong.
Mo Yinhe caught her wrist. "Don’t worry, I’ve already called him. Xi Jinrong, as expected of someone who’s spent time with Bo Leng, is very astute. He said he’d gather all the photos of Xiaolei, from infancy to now, bundle them up, and sell them to me."
"Sell?" Si Mingjing focused on the keyword.
"One thousand per photo. He said he has ten gigabytes of them and will give me a ten percent discount."
Si Mingjing’s phoenix eyes narrowed slightly. "That sounds like a rip-off."
"There’s no such thing as a free lunch in this world. But it doesn’t matter. Money is merely an external possession; a wife and children are priceless, immeasurable treasures."
As long as I can get photos of Xiaolei from birth until now, Mo Yinhe thought, I’d willingly pay ten thousand for each one, never mind a thousand.
