Birth an entire basketball team? What does she look like, a sow?

Jiayi dodged eye contact and planned to put the soup on the dinner table before heading upstairs.

Miss Huang caught the implications in Huo Zhenyang’s words. All from the same womb?

He had already had a son before. Did that mean the rest of the children would only be with his ex-wife?

In her astonishment, she heard light footsteps slowly approaching.

Miss Huang looked up, surprised: "This is..."

Seeing Jiayi appear, Su Yan also frowned slightly.

Auntie Li also brought out the prepared tea, raising her voice, "This lady is Miss Chu."

Miss Huang was shocked: "Chu... Miss Chu? Huo Shao’s ex-wife? What is she doing here..."

And considering Jiayi’s home attire, it was clear that she was living at Disheng.

She glanced at Su Yan, and though it was hard to say, her eyes were not without blame and were full of questions. Huo Shao was divorced, wasn’t he? And now the ex-wife has moved back into the Huo Family home, so obviously they haven’t separated, then what was the meaning of arranging a blind date for her with Huo Shao? Were they playing her for a fool?

Su Yan noticed that Miss Huang was upset and hurriedly explained, "Don’t get me wrong, Miss Chu and Huo Shao divorced a long time ago. She’s just doing costume design for the movie crew Zhenyang invested in. She had an accident at the crew, fell and injured her leg. You know, she’s a single woman with a child, it’s just too pitiful. With no one to care for them, Zhenyang had their mother and child brought over so the servants could look after her for a while. Now that her injury is nearly healed, she’ll be moving out soon."

Miss Huang was relieved and let out a sigh. So Huo Shao was still quite loyal and affectionate. She looked at Huo Zhenyang with an added touch of unspoken admiration and infatuation. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

Her gaze shifted to Jiayi once more, and seeing Jiayi’s current state, she felt a sense of superiority rising.

The young woman was wearing a greasy kitchen apron, her long hair casually pinned up, secured with a shark clip.

That image was practically indistinguishable from that of a maid.

And given that she could walk, her foot injury must have healed a while ago; she probably just couldn’t bear to leave and was insisting on sticking around, right?

Miss Huang’s eyes grew more disdainful, her confidence was overflowing, and she elegantly lifted the teacup to her lips, taking a sip.

But before the tea could reach her throat, her complexion changed, and with a "pfft", she spat it out!

"What’s wrong, did you choke?" Seeing Miss Huang coughing severely, Su Yan hurried over to pat her back.

Miss Huang looked towards the teacup, her face red from coughing, her skirt also wet, embarrassed in front of her heartthrob, buzzing with anger: "So spicy, there seems to be something in the tea..."

Su Yan picked up Miss Huang’s cup and saw a thin layer of powder floating on top. She sniffed it up close, it was very pungent, white pepper.

Her expression changed, and she fixed a stern look at Auntie Li: "What happened here?"

Auntie Li was also surprised; she might dislike these visitors, but she hadn’t tampered with the tea.

Jiayi caught a glimpse out of the corner of her eye and saw a chubby little figure strutting out of the kitchen, immediately understanding what had happened.

It was Zaizai’s doing.

She couldn’t help but feel both irritated and amused. This Little Baozi, not only does he make mischief, but he also doesn’t sneak away and parades himself, as if afraid of not getting caught.

Su Yan and Miss Huang apparently saw him too.

Su Yan knew that Zaizai was the old man’s treasure and couldn’t be scolded, so she could only glance at Huo Zhenyang: "Zhenyang, I advise you to take back Zaizai’s custody. Look, after living with Jiayi for just a few months, he’s already picking up whatever manners he sees around him, turning out like this! Acting this way to a guest, how does that look for a young master from a distinguished family? No manners at all. Shouldn’t you be teaching him properly?"

Huo Zhenyang’s gaze darkened: "Zaizai."

Jiayi saw that Huo Zhenyang looked upset, afraid he would blame Little Baozi, she put down the soup and didn’t go upstairs, ready to intervene for Little Baozi at any time.

Zaizai, seeing Huo Zhenyang calling him, wasn’t panicked at all, waddling over with his chubby legs.

"What did you just do in the kitchen? Did you do anything naughty?" Huo Zhenyang asked indifferently.

Zaizai blinked his innocent, large eyes: "I didn’t do anything naughty."

Just as Su Yan and Miss Huang were expecting Huo Zhenyang to punish Zaizai, the man’s voice floated out:

"Mmm. Then sit down nicely and watch the cartoon."

Zaizai plopped onto the sofa between Huo Zhenyang and Miss Huang, separating the two, and turned on the TV.

Su Yan and Miss Huang were dumbfounded; Little Baozi was still covered with pepper powder, was Huo Zhenyang just going to ignore it?

Huo Zhenyang saw both of them looking at him, rubbed Little Baozi’s head: "Any other problems?"

As the sharp gaze came over, Miss Huang felt a flutter in her heart; wanting to become the young mistress of the Huo Family, how could she not build a good relationship with the Huo Family’s young master? She immediately patted Little Baozi’s head: "Nothing, just a misunderstanding, just a misunderstanding. The young master is so cute; he surely wouldn’t be up to mischief. Right?"

Zaizai pushed Miss Huang’s hand away: "Miss, has no one ever told you not to touch a man’s head casually?"

Miss Huang awkwardly withdrew her hand and tried to cozy up again: "It’s my first visit today, and I didn’t bring you a gift. Next time I will bring you the best toy, I promise none of the kids in Yunling will have it yet."

An arranged date is one thing, but trying to win over her son?

Ripples surged in Jiayi’s heart as she involuntarily clenched her fists.

Luckily, Little Baozi was still quite proud, his face unchanged by the temptation of toys, with a pouty mouth and a milky voice: "Thank you Granny! No need, Granny! Mommy said not to accept gifts from strangers! In case it’s the Big Bad Wolf!"

Granny? From sister directly promoted to the status of Granny, Miss Huang’s face truly turned eggplant purple. Was she really that old?

Su Yan saw that Huo Zhenyang had no intention of scolding, she frowned: "Zaizai, how did your mommy teach you? Why are you calling Miss Huang granny? Can’t you see Miss Huang is very young? How could she be a granny?"

Zaizai looked at Su Yan and, imitating Huo Zhenyang’s tone, lifted an eyelid: "You’re grandpa’s wife, aren’t you a granny? Miss Huang is your good friend, shouldn’t she have the same title as you? Both of you are grannies~"

Su Yan was so angered by Little Baozi that blood surged up, barely suppressing it for fear that Miss Huang would get angry and leave, she hurriedly ordered: "Auntie Li, please accompany Miss Huang upstairs to tidy up her skirt."

Miss Huang found the perfect excuse to escape the awkwardness and followed Auntie Li to the small bathroom upstairs to clean up.

Jiayi took a few steps forward and extended her hand: "Zaizai, come upstairs with mommy, time for bed."

Zaizai knew that mommy’s "rival" was visiting today and gave Jiayi face, not making a fuss to watch TV, obediently hopped off the sofa and held Jiayi’s hand.

Jiayi brought Little Baozi back to his room and tucked him into bed.

Zaizai stretched out his chubby little hand from the covers, pulling her in, his eyes round and shiny: "What are you gonna do now?"

Jiayi was taken aback, guessing what the little rascal was thinking: "Going back to my room to sleep."