the two-faced Adopted Girl Who Melted CEO's Ice-Cold Heart-Chapter 778: The Husband’s Role Is Improper, the Family Head’s Position Is Not Secure

Ignatius Leclair glanced at his watch, noticing their conversation had exceeded twenty minutes. He frowned with displeasure, and only when he saw the chatty psychologist finally rise from his seat in the tea room did he allow a slight curve to touch his lips and walked over.

"Thank you for your effort, Mr. Jian," the man said politely and courteously.

Jian, caught a bit off guard, hastily waved his hand and replied with a smile, "Mr. Leclair, you’re too kind."

As the man’s deep gaze lingered on him, Jian suddenly remembered and quickly added, "Mrs. Leclair’s depression is already at its mildest stage. As long as she’s not subjected to stimulation, it’s unlikely to escalate into severe depression."

Stimulation? The man’s phoenix-shaped eyes narrowed slightly. What kind of stimulation would qualify?

The three exited the tea room, and just as Jian was about to bid farewell, a black Maybach pulled in. As the car door opened, a little girl wearing a pink satin dress with blunt bangs, her delicate and doll-like features impeccably dressed, swiftly hopped out of the car. Carrying her tiny backpack, she dashed over while sweetly shouting, "Daddy, Mommy, Benjamin is back!"

Behind the little girl was an elegant and handsome young boy, who was carrying a heavy school bag and followed at a leisurely pace.

Jian stared at the two dazzlingly beautiful little ones, overwhelmed by their breathtaking appearance and nearly falling to his knees.

Oh heavens, the looks of this family were truly extraordinary! Being a bachelor with no children of his own, Jian had no resistance to this kind of adorably soft charm. Seeing the butterfly-like little girl alongside the quiet, elegant, picture-perfect young boy made him want to scoop them up, hug them, and squeeze and ruffle them. But recalling the terrifying presence of their guardians, he quickly snapped back to reality and held himself back.

Benjamin dashed into the living room, darted straight past his daddy, and leapt into his mommy’s arms. Standing on tiptoes, he planted several quick kisses on her face, completely ignoring the scowl on his daddy’s face. With an air of triumph, he declared, "Mommy, Benjamin was very well-behaved at Great-Grandma’s house, and Nicholas can vouch for it!"

Nicholas, who had entered the house slowly, instinctively tugged at the tiger ears on the back of his little pants before nodding heavily and saying, "Benjamin was very well-behaved."

Delphine, delighted to see both Benjamin and Nicholas back, beamed with joy. Holding Benjamin in one hand and Nicholas in the other, she asked softly, "Are you hungry? Mommy will make something delicious for you."

The two little ones, with their identical black grape-like eyes, nodded eagerly, and began chirping enthusiastically about their adventures at Great-Grandma’s house, surrounding Delphine on either side. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

The handsome man left entirely neglected and forgotten, gazed at the heartwarming sight of the woman with her "big one" and "little one" by her side. His phoenix-shaped eyes squinted slightly. In this household, he felt he was losing his standing day by day. His authority as the head of the family was slipping, his position threatened. It seemed time to take some corrective measures. While he couldn’t bear to discipline the woman, those little rascals were certainly fair game.

Feeling dejected, the man glanced at the still-amused psychologist and curled his lips into a slow, cold smile. "Mr. Jian, shall I ask my nephew to escort you home?"

Just as Yeats Howard stepped in, he nearly tripped, cursing silently. Damn it, ditching family for outsiders again, huh? He’d just dropped off the two little carrots, and now he was supposed to chauffeur this old man? Him, the mighty Demon King Hun of the Howard Family, reduced to a mere errand boy? Hah! Could his little uncle have had too much to drink?

The psychologist, now realizing that Ignatius’s nephew was none other than someone from the Imperial City’s illustrious Howard Family, felt his body tense in shock. Hastily, he waved his hands and said, "No need, no need, I drove here myself. I’ll go back on my own, truly, no need to bother."

Jian bolted from the villa in a panic, drenched in cold sweat. This was less a psychological consultation and more a venture into the lion’s den!