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Chapter 259 He'll Cover Up

Back in her bedroom, Wen Jiayue asked Ruyi to arrange accommodations for Shen Chengyao, and then went to sleep.

When Shen Fuhan returned to the mansion, he saw Shen Chengyao playing with Zhaozhao in the courtyard.

He was not surprised by this. After the flower viewing banquet, he had someone report Wen Jiayue's movements to him truthfully.

He naturally knew about Wen Jiayue's plying him with alcohol and taking Yao'er back to the main courtyard.

This was done somewhat impulsively.

But with him backing her up, A-Yue can do anything.

Moreover, he knew that she was doing it for the good of his third sister and Yao'er, otherwise the mother and son would become enemies sooner or later.

Upon seeing his uncle, Shen Chengyao was no longer so afraid; his mother was still the scariest person now.

He called out somewhat hesitantly, "Uncle."

Shen Fuhan nodded and said, "You can stay here without worry. I'll take care of your mother."

After saying that, he went straight into the bedroom.

Wen Jiayue was still asleep, her face still flushed, making her look rather cute.

Shen Fuhan couldn't help but reach out and pinch her soft face.

Wen Jiayue frowned impatiently and muttered, "Third sister, stop fooling around."

Shen Fuhan's expression calmed down a bit; thankfully, he dreamt of his third sister.

After a moment's thought, he asked in a low voice, "Who am I?"

"Stop messing around," Wen Jiayue covered her head, "Fine, I'll drink, okay?"

Shen Fuhan smiled helplessly. How come he was even dreaming about drinking?

Seeing that she was fast asleep, he didn't disturb her and took the two children to dinner.

Shen Chengyao was no longer as greedy as before, chewing each bite a hundred times as if he had something on his mind.

Shen Fuhan frowned and said, "Yao'er, eat your food properly."

“Uncle, I’m scared,” Shen Chengyao pouted, looking aggrieved. “When Mother wakes up, she will definitely take me back.”

“No,” Shen Fuhan said calmly, “but if you don’t eat properly, I’ll just send you over there.”

Upon hearing this, Shen Chengyao immediately exclaimed anxiously, "I'm not going back! I'll eat right now!"

After saying that, he picked up the bowl and began to eat heartily.

After the meal, Shen Fuhan told him to go to sleep.

Shen Chengyao was taken aback for a moment, then asked cautiously, "Uncle, won't you teach me to read?"

"We'll talk about it tomorrow. Get some rest tonight."

The surprise came so suddenly that Shen Chengyao, who had been sad for five consecutive days, couldn't help but grin.

"Thank you uncle!"

He ran and jumped back to his room, finally acting like a normal child again.

Shen Fuhan shook his head and instructed the guards, "Send five men to guard Chang Le Courtyard, and no one is allowed to enter or leave."

Shen Funian needs to calm down tonight.

He turned around, and Zhao Zhao reached out her arms for him to hug her, calling out "Daddy" in a spoiled tone.

Shen Fuhan's heart softened. He held his daughter in his arms for a moment before handing her over to the wet nurse.

Zhao Zhao was a little confused, not quite understanding why her father only held her for a short while.

She couldn't understand it, but she would cry, her big eyes instantly filling with tears.

"Daddy..."

Shen Fuhan sighed helplessly and explained earnestly, "Tonight, Daddy has to take care of your mother. Zhaozhao, you can sleep with your wet nurse, okay?"

Zhao Zhao understood, and she was able to control her tears. In the blink of an eye, she hugged her wet nurse and acted coquettishly.

Shen Fuhan: "..."

No wonder she's her biological daughter; she's just like her mother.

Back in her bedroom, Wen Jiayue slept soundly.

After washing up, Shen Fuhan lay on the bed and hugged her tightly.

Seemingly unaccustomed to his proximity, Wen Jiayue struggled slightly.

This force was no different from a tickle to Shen Fuhan, who closed his eyes and prepared to sleep.

But she didn't stop, and instead ignited a fire within her.

Shen Fuhan had no choice but to hold her hand and whisper, "A-Yue, don't move."

She murmured, "Hot..."

Shen Fuhan felt somewhat helpless. It was already mid-September; how much hotter could it get?

It must be because he hasn't held her while sleeping for several days in a row, and she's gotten used to it.

Thinking of this, Shen Fuhan did not let go.

Seeing that he wouldn't let go, Wen Jiayue got angry and started kicking him.

Shen Fuhan had no idea that she had such a dishonest side.

He watched with interest to see what else she could do, and in the next instant, her toe kicked him in the lower abdomen.

Shen Fuhan: "..."

He took a deep breath and grasped her ankle.

If you like kicking, then kick as much as you want.

Wen Jiayue had a dream while she was asleep.

In her dream, it seemed as if someone was chasing her, and she kept running, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, beyond her control.

She looked down and saw that there was a pair of shackles on her ankles.

She followed the shackles and found Shen Fuhan at the end.

Before she could even speak, he suddenly started splashing water on her feet. It was sticky, and before she could even complain, the shackles came off.

All that remained was the lingering heat and the conspicuous red marks.

Suddenly, the ground beneath her feet began to collapse, and a feeling of weightlessness washed over her, jolting Wen Jiayue awake.

Shen Fuhan, who was wiping her down, paused, not expecting her to wake up at this moment.

But he didn't stop and continued wiping.

Wen Jiayue regained consciousness and finally felt the itch, so she curled up her toes.

She asked blankly, "My lord, what are you doing?"

"Let me wipe your body."

His voice was a little hoarse, but Wen Jiayue didn't pay attention. She only knew that she was still a little dizzy after waking up from a hangover.

She frowned and covered her forehead.

Seeing her like this, Shen Fuhan's expression immediately changed, and he asked, "A headache again?"

Wen Jiayue thought he was making a fuss over nothing and explained, "I'm just a little dizzy, it's nothing serious."

Shen Fuhan dared not take it lightly, so he went to the washroom to wash his hands and began to massage her.

Since he was willing to serve her, Wen Jiayue naturally wouldn't stop him, and she squinted her eyes to enjoy his moderately strong massage.

Remembering something, she quickly asked, "Has Third Sister woken up?"

"I don't know," Shen Fuhan said. "However, I have already sent guards to watch over Chang Le Courtyard, so she won't be coming tonight."

Seeing that he already knew everything, Wen Jiayue hesitated for a moment and then asked, "My lord, don't you think I was too impulsive?"

She was drunk at the time and brought Yao'er back without thinking. Now that she's sober, she realizes it wasn't a good idea.

Yao'er is, after all, Shen Funian's own son, and she is just his aunt. No matter how close they are, there is still a distance between them. How could she act so rashly?

Thinking about this, she couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.

"Why don't we send Yao'er back before Third Sister wakes up? I'm afraid Third Sister will go crazy if she wakes up and can't see Yao'er."

“No need,” Shen Fuhan said. “I’ll handle it tomorrow, since we have a day off.”

His voice was calm and steady, and his words were inexplicably convincing.

Wen Jiayue pursed her lips and didn't insist any further.

Actually, she was also afraid that Yao'er would be disappointed. He had finally gotten out of Chang Le Yuan, but being sent back would only make him more desperate.

Wen Jiayue said sincerely, "Thank you very much, Lord Marquis, for cleaning up this mess for me. I'm so grateful for your help."

“It’s not a mess, and it’s not troublesome,” Shen Fuhan said in a low voice. “With me here, everything will be resolved.”

He paused for a moment, then added, "Besides, we're husband and wife, there's no need to be so polite."