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Chapter 390 Shameless

Seeing Wen Ruohuan's jealous expression, Wen Jiayue casually looked away.

We sat down in the side hall, where lunch had already been laid out.

Wen Ruohuan composed herself and asked curiously, "Sister, why hasn't Zhaozhao come over for dinner?"

“She’s just a child, she can eat with her wet nurse,” Wen Jiayue explained calmly. “If you want to see her, I’ll have the wet nurse bring her over after you’ve eaten.”

She can handle all of this on her own; why should she drag Zhao Zhao down with her?

Therefore, before Wen Ruohuan arrived, Wen Jiayue specifically instructed the wet nurse to try not to let Zhaozhao appear in front of Wen Ruohuan in the next few days.

If she absolutely has to appear, she must be present.

She couldn't quite figure out Wen Ruohuan's feelings for Zhaozhao. Whether she liked or hated her, she had to make more preparations and guard against it closely.

Wen Ruohuan slowly swallowed the food in her mouth, also pondering matters concerning Zhaozhao.

The eldest princess doesn't seem to like Zhaozhao. Once Wen Jiayue dies, Zhaozhao will be left without anyone to care for her.

The eldest princess seems to be jealous, so she might not allow her to give birth to her brother-in-law's child.

She could take this opportunity to raise Zhao Zhao, since she was Zhao Zhao's aunt and her brother-in-law would definitely agree. Wouldn't she then have a child to rely on in the future?

Thinking of this, Wen Ruohuan smiled and said, "Okay, I'll go play with Zhaozhao after we finish our meal."

Developing a relationship with Zhaozhao now will make it easier to raise her in the future.

Wen Jiayue lowered her eyes and smiled as she agreed.

After finishing her meal, Wen Ruohuan couldn't wait to say, "Sister, I'm going to go play with Zhaozhao right now."

Wen Jiayue asked casually, "I've never seen you like Zhaozhao this much before. What's wrong with you today?"

Wen Ruohuan froze for a moment, then calmly explained, "No way, how could you doubt my love for Zhaozhao? I love Zhaozhao just as much as you do, and I cherish her like my own daughter."

Upon hearing this, Wen Jiayue understood her thoughts.

"You're an unmarried girl, don't you know how to say such things?" Wen Jiayue glared at her. "But speaking of which, have you been looking at any potential partners lately?"

A hint of annoyance flashed in Wen Ruohuan's eyes. What was there to look at? The person she had her eye on was right there in the Marquis of Jing'an's mansion!

But she had no choice but to patiently speak up: "My father and mother showed me portraits of several men, but I didn't like them. They insisted on making me choose one, so I came to my sister's place to find some peace and quiet. I hope my sister won't find me annoying?"

Wen Jiayue deftly deflected the question, saying, "How could I find you annoying? Just don't find your sister annoying. I'd also like to introduce you to a few gentlemen."

That's a good excuse. Whenever she gets annoyed, she can just say she'll introduce a few young men to Wen Ruohuan, and she'll definitely find an excuse to slip away, so she won't have to hang around in front of her all day.

Wen Ruohuan was at her wit's end upon hearing this, but she couldn't refuse.

After all, she's almost seventeen. If she keeps delaying the meeting, it will definitely arouse suspicion.

Wen Ruohuan took a deep breath. Anyway, it was only a few days, she could manage.

“Okay,” she forced a smile. “Thank you, sister. The young men you know are all from wealthy and powerful families. They are definitely much better than the ones introduced by Father and Mother.”

To show her eagerness, she immediately said, "Why don't you introduce me to someone right now, sister?"

Wen Jiayue pursed her lips, never expecting that she would end up shooting herself in the foot.

She didn't know any of these people; she never left her house...

However, in a flash, one person came to mind—Pei Huaijin.

She comes from a good family, is good-looking, and has a good personality; she is in no way inferior to Shen Fuhan.

But we can't sacrifice Pei Huaijin just to cover up a lie, can we?

Seeing that Wen Jiayue hadn't spoken yet, Wen Ruohuan asked suspiciously, "Sister, haven't you thought of it yet?"

Wen Jiayue had no choice but to say, "Of course I remembered. He is a good friend of the Marquis, the heir of the Duke of Qi. He has only been back in the capital for a few months, so you probably don't remember him."

Anyway, Pei Huaijin won't know about this, so let it be.

“Since he’s my brother-in-law’s good friend, he must be a good person, good-looking, and from a good family,” Wen Ruohuan said with interest. “Do you have a portrait of him, sister?”

Wen Jiayue shook her head: "If you want to know, ask your brother-in-law when he gets back."

She immediately changed the subject: "We've arrived at the side room, let's go see Zhaozhao."

Wen Ruohuan didn't bring it up again, adjusted the corners of her mouth to the most suitable curve, and went into the house with a smile.

"Zhaozhao, your auntie has come to see you!"

Zhao Zhao, who was playing with Liqiu and Xiaoman, glanced at her, but didn't recognize her, so her expression didn't change.

But when she caught a glimpse of her mother out of the corner of her eye, she immediately rushed over with a beaming smile.

"Mother!"

Wen Jiayue gently rubbed her soft little face: "Was Zhao Zhao a good girl today?"

Zhao Zhao nodded emphatically, pointing to the wet nurse, meaning that if she didn't believe him, she should ask the wet nurse.

Wen Jiayue chuckled: "Alright, Mother believes you. Our Zhaozhao is the best girl."

Zhao Zhao said sweetly, "Mother."

The mother and daughter were intimately close, oblivious to everyone else, which made Wen Ruohuan both jealous and resentful.

From now on, Zhao Zhao will be her daughter. How can she be so close to Wen Jiayue? This is unacceptable!

Thinking of this, Wen Ruohuan stepped forward and picked up Zhaozhao without asking a single question.

Zhao Zhao was a little confused, and then she met a smiling face.

She could tell that the person who called herself her aunt had a fake smile, and she didn't like it at all. She pouted and asked her mother to hug her.

Wen Jiayue was also startled, never expecting that Wen Ruohuan would pick up Zhaozhao without saying a word.

Just then, Zhao Zhao reached out her hand, and Wen Jiayue took it without hesitation.

She forced a smile and said, "Huan'er, Zhao Zhao is still young. You'll scare her if you do that."

“How could that be? I’m Zhao Zhao’s aunt,” Wen Ruohuan clapped her hands to attract Zhao Zhao’s attention. “Zhao Zhao, let your aunt hug you.”

Zhao Zhao snorted and turned her face away.

Wen Ruohuan was immediately embarrassed. Being rejected by a child in front of so many people made her feel awkward.

She could only continue to coax, "Zhaozhao, I'm your auntie. Auntie will buy you candied hawthorns, okay?"

Seeing that Zhao Zhao still ignored her, Wen Ruohuan got really angry. She had already humbled herself so much, how could she still be so ungrateful?

She's just a one-year-old child, why is she acting like a noble lady from a noble family!

She spoke with a stern face: "Zhao Zhao, why are you so disobedient?"

Seeing that her expression was off and her words were strange, Wen Jiayue frowned and said, "Huan'er, don't scare her."

Unexpectedly, Zhao Zhao turned her head and opened her arms to Wen Ruohuan.

Wen Ruohuan was satisfied and reached out without hesitation to take Zhaozhao.

Just as I held her in my arms, for some reason, Zhao Zhao suddenly burst into tears.

The child's cries were undisguised and exceptionally piercing, almost numbing Wen Ruohuan's ears.

She stammered, "Zhaozhao, why are you crying? Don't cry, I..."

Snapped--

Snapped--

While rambling incoherently, Zhao Zhao suddenly started punching and kicking, landing a blow on each side of Wen Ruohuan's face.

The child didn't know to hold back, and two slap marks immediately appeared on Wen Ruohuan's face.

She was stunned for a moment, unable to come to her senses for a long time.

How dare you hit her?!

Wen Ruohuan instinctively wanted to retaliate, but then she realized that she had to pretend to be innocent and cute in front of Wen Jiayue.

She couldn't argue with a child, much less retaliate.

Wen Ruohuan gritted her teeth in anger, but she could only swallow this grievance!