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Qi Family Mansion Main Building

"Master, I just went to the kitchen to ask. After Fifth Master finished dealing with the Jin family's affairs, he took off his coat, went into the kitchen, rolled up his sleeves, cooked the food himself, put it in a lunch box, and took it back to Jing'an Courtyard next door."

The old butler who had served the Qi family for more than seventy years reported Qi Jinan's movements bit by bit to the old man sitting on the recliner.

When the old man heard that his youngest son, who had never been to the kitchen, could actually cook, he looked at the old housekeeper in shock.

"Lao Zhang, are you telling the truth? Did Xiao An really go into the kitchen to cook? Did you take any pictures? Show me now."

In the old father's memory, the youngest son suffered from severe mysophobia. He didn't like anyone touching his things and hated dirt even more. Seeing any dirt would make him depressed for the whole day.

Not to mention unprocessed ingredients, can he tolerate it?

Twelve years have passed, and so much has changed?

Butler Zhang held the excited old man with his hand and said, "Master, you know that Master Wu doesn't like to be photographed, and no one dares to take pictures. But I heard from the chef that Master Wu's dishes are very fragrant, and the fragrance can be smelled ten miles away."

Hearing this, the old man smiled with satisfaction, "Xiao An has grown up and will soon become a father. He will be able to take care of people."

When I took the food box back to Jing'an Courtyard, I knew without thinking too much that it was definitely for the little girl Chuyu.

That’s great, his little An won’t live alone in this world anymore.

Even if he passes away a hundred years later, there is no need to feel uneasy.

Among his five sons, the youngest one is the most like him.

Regrettably, his bloodline was too "pure", resulting in genetic defects at birth and the loss of the functions that a man should have.

Judging from the situation now, he must have been "cured" by the girl Chuyu.

Otherwise, she wouldn’t have gotten pregnant with Xiao An’s child.

He knew his son best and he would never raise a child for someone else.

After hearing the best news, the old man is destined to have trouble sleeping tonight.

At five o'clock tomorrow morning, the family tree will be brought out and the spouse's name will be added next to the youngest son's.

In the future, his Xiao An will also have descendants, and will not die of old age and become a handful of earth, with no one caring about him after a long time.

Many people say that children born in old age are the most favored, but this is true and not true.

His youngest son was the only mistake he made in his life regarding women, and he was also the child he felt most guilty about and loved the most.

Xiao An's birthday was supposed to be the same day as his, but due to a difficult labor, she almost became a stillbirth.

After the baby was born, he almost died due to unexplained vomiting.

After finding out the cause of the disease, he completely separated the child from his biological mother and raised him personally.

Of his five sons, he only changed diapers, bathed him, and washed clothes by hand for his youngest son.

He also personally taught calligraphy, music, chess, painting, fighting techniques, and the use of guns.

It’s just that his Xiao An is indifferent by nature, never showing his emotions, and never acts like a spoiled brat like other children of his age.

But every assignment will be completed extremely well.

The relationship between father and son is a bit like that between teacher and student.

The old man was well aware of his youngest son's illness and did not force him. As long as he was healthy and could stay with him, that was enough.

However, after my eighteenth birthday, everything became a "dream".

His extremely talented son left him and became a stranger, and he ignored him.

For the past twelve years, he could only learn about his youngest son's current situation and achievements through stories told by others.

The fledgling that he protected in the past has now grown into a soaring eagle, the overlord of a territory.

While he felt proud, he also felt sorry for his younger son's countless days and nights fighting alone.

Everything seems to be arranged by God.

Even though he holds great power, he cannot change the established facts.

The youngest son’s origin is a taboo that cannot be mentioned.

Since Zhou Yu has been locked up in a mental hospital deep in the mountains, let’s just assume that Xiao An’s biological mother has passed away.

The old man looked at the dark night sky outside the bedroom window and sighed deeply.

On a winter night with a howling north wind, the temperature kept dropping and it started snowing in the second half of the night.

The first snow of this year has arrived in Kyoto.

Qi Jinan, who had slept for less than two hours, seemed to be able to sense the falling snowflakes. In the pitch darkness, he opened his eyes and his sharp gaze swept accurately towards the half-drawn curtains.

Outside the tightly closed floor-to-ceiling windows, pure white snowflakes were floating in the night sky.

This snow seemed to bring him back to a certain point in his memory, and the frost condensed in his cold eyes was about to turn into substance.

Those deep pupils, without a trace of light, seemed to have turned into black holes that could swallow everything, cold and sinister.

The girl in his arms seemed to be attacked by "cold air". She shrank her little head into the crook of his neck, moved uneasily, and rubbed her eyes sleepily with her little hands.

"Is the power out? Or is the heat off? It feels really cold."

There was a hint of grievance in her confused and charming voice, as if she was accusing him of "abusing" her.

The sweet words of the beauty in his arms immediately made Qi Jinan put away his coldness and gently stroked her back with his big hands.

"The power wasn't out, and the heating wasn't turned off. It was just snowing outside."

Then, he lowered his head in the darkness, kissed the top of her head, and calmed her unstable emotions.

"It's snowing?" Zhao Chuyu used both hands and feet to climb on top of him, and looked out the dark window.

It really is snowing.

In order not to hurt her, Qi Jinan had to lie flat on the bed, let her lie on his chest, and then put his hands around her slender waist which was only covered by a suspender skirt.

With his other hand he pulled the quilt up to her neck, put his lips to her ears and whispered softly, "Well, it's snowing, is it still cold?"

"It's not cold anymore."

Zhao Chuyu leaned on his neck, looking outside and admiring the rare snow scene.

Her curvy body exuded a faint fragrance, which bewitched Qi, who had little self-control over her.

Two bodies that fit perfectly together overlap, and it would be a lie to say that there are no beautiful fantasies.

The feeling of disgust that had just swirled in his mind had been replaced by a fiery desire.

He looked up at the luminous clock on the bedside table. It was three o'clock in the morning, and there were only two hours left until the time to go to the family tree.

Miss Zhao, who was lying on top of him, seemed unaware of the changes in his body and was still messing around with her little hands.

The "guy" who was accidentally touched was instantly awakened.

He rolled his Adam's apple impatiently and said in a hoarse voice: "Xiao Chuyu, if you don't sleep now, I can't guarantee that I will give you time to sleep."

The lust in his words was not concealed at all.

"!"

The girl, who thought she had done nothing, received some kind of signal and immediately dared not move. She got off him, hid in his arms, and closed her eyes obediently.

"I'm going to sleep, right now."

If she turns into a wolf or something, her hands won't be able to withstand it.

She had never thought that, besides using that thing, there could be something else to replace it.

This happened before taking a nap today. She asked him if he disliked her poor skills during the check-up at the hospital in the morning, and he answered with his actions.

It turned out that what he wanted was that kind of "comfort".

He opened the door to another world for her.

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