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Chapter 232 A Chapter of Spirit or a Chapter of Reality

Wen Jiayue and Shen Fuhan exchanged a glance, both seeing the shock in each other's eyes.

Li Zhilan is actually here.

Wen Jiayue asked softly, "Do we want to go up?"

“Go,” Shen Fuhan nodded. “Nothing will happen.”

With those words from him, Wen Jiayue felt half relieved.

She knew that Shen Fuhan would protect her and her daughter, just like when they were in the palace.

Besides, what could Li Zhilan do in front of so many people? What was there to be afraid of?

Thinking this, Wen Jiayue followed Shen Fuhan to the second floor of the restaurant where Li Zhilan was.

Zhao Zhao nestled obediently in Shen Fuhan's arms, her big eyes curiously surveying the restaurant, completely unaware of what was about to happen.

Suddenly, Wen Jiayue's mind flashed back to the scene in her previous life when Li Zhilan abandoned Zhaozhao to her.

She shook her head, trying her best to control her turbulent emotions.

It's just a meeting; Zhao Zhao will be fine.

Shen Fuhan glanced at her and asked, "Why do you look a little pale?"

Wen Jiayue explained, "Perhaps I'm a little tired from being busy with Mid-Autumn Festival preparations these past two days."

She then said, "After we have met the Princess, let's return to the manor."

Shen Fuhan nodded slightly.

Upon reaching the second floor, Li Zhilan's personal maid, Zhuyu, was waiting nearby.

Zhu Yu curtsied and said respectfully, "Lord Shen, Madam Shen, please follow me."

Wen Jiayue took a deep breath, glanced at Zhaozhao again, and then walked forward.

Upon arriving at one of the private rooms, Zhu Yu pushed open the door.

Li Zhilan remained standing by the railing, her red-clad figure appearing even more alluring and mysterious against the backdrop of the night.

Wen Jiayue didn't look at it much and followed Shen Fuhan to exchange greetings.

"Get up," Li Zhilan turned around and walked over gracefully. "Sit down."

Her beautiful eyes swept over Zhao Zhao, her red lips slightly upturned, her voice tinged with a smile.

"I was so focused on watching how affectionate Lord Shen and Madam Shen were that I didn't realize you had brought your daughter along. What's her name?"

Wen Jiayue clenched her hands tightly, not revealing any inappropriate emotions.

Shen Fuhan replied, "Shen Yuzhao, whose childhood name is Zhaozhao."

“Shen Yuzhao,” Li Zhilan repeated, “This name is nice, let me hug you.”

Upon hearing this, Wen Jiayue frowned. She didn't want to be hugged, but she couldn't stop her.

A higher-ranking official can have absolute power, especially since Li Zhilan is in a position of great power. It is Zhao Zhao's "blessing" to be hugged by her.

Upon hearing this, Zhu Yu immediately went to Shen Fuhan, intending to take the child from him.

But Shen Fuhan dodged it.

Zhu Yu was stunned; no one had ever dared to refuse the princess's request.

If it were anyone else, she would have simply snatched it away, but the Princess seemed to have a special feeling for Lord Shen.

She couldn't make up her mind for a moment and looked at the eldest princess.

Li Zhilan hadn't expected this outcome, and her expression turned somewhat angry.

"What, can't I hold you?"

Shen Fuhan explained calmly, "Zhaozhao is shy and cries. The Princess is too anxious."

“I’m not like other people,” Li Zhilan said confidently. “Bring me here.”

Shen Fuhan then stopped stopping her and handed his daughter to Zhuyu.

Wen Jiayue stared intently, fearing that Li Zhilan might harm Zhaozhao.

In the blink of an eye, she was being held by a stranger. Zhao Zhao was a little confused and looked at the person in front of her.

Li Zhilan lowered her head and examined the child in her arms. Even with her prejudices, she had to admit that Yu Xue was adorable.

But those eyes look too much like Wen's.

Li Zhilan withdrew her disgusted gaze, adjusted her expression, and raised her head.

"I told you, she won't..."

"Wow--"

Before she could finish speaking, Zhao Zhao burst into tears, abandoning even the little round lantern and covering her nose with her small hands.

Wen Jiayue was already on pins and needles, and when she saw Zhaozhao crying, she immediately jumped up and didn't care about anything else.

She took Zhaozhao out of Li Zhilan's arms and walked to the side, gently coaxing her.

Li Zhilan asked with a grim expression, "Is Madam Shen afraid that I will harm her?"

Wen Jiayue ignored her.

The incense on Li Zhilan was too strong; Zhaozhao must have smelled it to cry.

Shen Fuhan came to her rescue: "Your Highness is overthinking it. My wife had no such intention."

Upon hearing this, Li Zhilan became even more furious and started speaking up for the Wen family!

"What does she mean?"

“As a mother, when you see your child crying, you naturally want to comfort them,” Shen Fuhan said calmly. “Once the Princess becomes a mother, she will understand.”

Li Zhilan paused slightly, then repeated in a low voice, "Mother..."

She looked at Shen Fuhan, and said meaningfully, "That depends on who has the ability. What do you say, Lord Shen?"

"Wei Chen doesn't know."

As he spoke, Shen Fuhan glanced at Wen Jiayue and Zhaozhao.

Zhao Zhao had stopped crying, but her little body was still trembling as she nestled in Wen Jiayue's arms and sobbed softly.

Wen Jiayue patted her back gently and whispered something to comfort her.

He looked away.

Li Zhilan sighed softly.

"I have long hoped to give birth to a prince or princess. Today, while families are reunited, I feel so lonely. I don't know when this wish will be fulfilled."

Shen Fuhan said, "As long as the Princess chooses a consort in time, it will be just around the corner."

"Then guess what kind of woman I like?"

Shen Fuhan said casually, "Since the Princess says so, she must already have someone in mind. Why should I go to all this trouble?"

Li Zhilan smiled slightly and asked with interest, "How did you know?"

"Guess."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Fuhan said, "It's getting late, so I'll take my leave now."

Li Zhilan frowned. Just as they were getting to the crucial point, he suddenly stopped talking?

Glancing at Wen Jiayue to the side, she was indeed a bit of an eyesore.

She said knowingly, "In that case, I will not keep you any longer."

She paused for a moment, then continued, "The renovation of the Princess's residence should also be put on the agenda. I would like to ask Lord Shen to come to the Princess's residence tomorrow."

Shen Fuhan did not refuse, and bowed to take his leave.

As Wen Jiayue successfully stepped out of the private room, her tense nerves immediately relaxed.

Neither of them spoke as they walked downstairs.

Zhao Zhao lay lazily in her mother's arms, unlike how cheerful she had been when she arrived.

Wen Jiayue touched her little face, not wanting to delay any longer.

"My lord, let's hurry back to the manor."

Shen Fuhan lost interest in continuing his tour and nodded slightly.

Once inside the carriage, the two remained silent for a moment.

Zhao Zhao seemed a little sleepy, her little head bobbing up and down as she yawned.

Wen Jiayue lowered her head and kissed her daughter's hair, saying softly, "Go to sleep, Mommy's here."

Seeing that she ignored him completely, Shen Fuhan pondered for a moment and then slowly spoke.

“What I said to the Princess just now was just empty talk; you don’t need to take it seriously.”

Wen Jiayue said "Oh": "I was only focused on comforting Zhaozhao and didn't listen carefully."

At that moment, she was completely focused on her aggrieved daughter, and she didn't care at all what Li Zhilan and Shen Fuhan were saying.

Shen Fuhan was stunned for a moment, not quite understanding whether she was saying it out of anger or the truth.