RPAGF Chapter 280 Bewitched by Him
Chapter 280 Bewitched by Him
Chapter 280 Bewitched by Him
"Sister-in-law, why do you keep looking at my brother?"
Hearing Shen Funian's teasing voice, Wen Jiayue shifted her gaze and landed on Shen Chengyao.
“Who’s looking at him?” she said, feigning composure. “I’m looking at Yao’er. Yao’er learns much faster than me. I’m ashamed of myself.”
She was inwardly annoyed, realizing she had glanced at Shen Fuhan more than once.
He had even smiled at her just now, which, in a daze, reminded her of the day they got engaged.
She had dreamed more than once that if he would smile at her like he did today when he stood under the tree that day.
If only Shen Fuhan had always been a gentle and considerate husband.
"What's so interesting about Yao'er?" Shen Funian said with exasperation. "Look at my older brother!"
"What's so interesting about your older brother?" Wen Jiayue hugged her daughter tightly. "Isn't that right, Zhaozhao?"
Unexpectedly, Zhao Zhao stared intently, her gaze following Shen Fuhan's every move, forgetting even to eat the osmanthus cake in her hand.
Shen Funian chuckled: "Even Zhaozhao loves to watch it, what are you being so reserved about?"
Wen Jiayue glared at her, then stubbornly said, "I just don't like watching it."
She didn't want to get stuck in the illusions Shen Fuhan had created for her; she had already been fooled by her own delusions far too many times.
She's already lied her whole life; she'll never repeat the same mistake in this one.
Wen Jiayue took the osmanthus cake from Zhaozhao and fed it to her.
Zhao Zhao obediently took a bite and said indistinctly, "Mother, eat."
“What you’ve eaten, your mother won’t eat,” Wen Jiayue said, feigning disgust. “You can feed your father later.”
As Zhao Zhao chewed and pondered, she saw her father walking towards them and took the snack from her mother's hand.
She strode over, raised her arm, and called out, "Daddy, eat!"
Shen Fuhan looked at the osmanthus cake that she had ruined beyond recognition, and her face showed reluctance.
Wen Jiayue watched the show from the sidelines. Shen Fuhan definitely wouldn't eat it, but if she refused her daughter, she would definitely be unhappy.
Unexpectedly, Shen Fuhan squatted down, took a bite from his daughter's hand, and patted her head.
"Thank you Zhaozhao."
He glanced at Wen Jiayue discreetly, then whispered where she couldn't see, "Go feed your mother."
Zhao Zhao obediently turned around: "Mother, Mother!"
Wen Jiayue was still immersed in the thought of Shen Fuhan's change of heart when a strangely shaped osmanthus cake suddenly appeared in front of her.
Zhao Zhao urged, "Zhao Zhao, Daddy eats, Mommy eats!"
She meant that she and Shen Fuhan had already eaten, and now it was Wen Jiayue's turn to eat.
Wen Jiayue likes her daughter to share food with her, but isn't this food a bit...?
How did Shen Fuhan manage to eat it without changing his expression?
Just as she was hesitating, Shen Fuhan came over and took the snacks from her daughter's hand.
He said gently, "Mother isn't hungry, Father will eat for Mother."
Zhao Zhao blinked in confusion. Didn't Daddy tell her to give it to Mommy? Why did Daddy eat it instead?
Unfortunately, she was too young to express herself clearly, and her face turned red as she struggled to say anything coherent.
Wen Jiayue looked at Shen Fuhan in surprise; this was truly unusual.
Shen Fuhan swallowed the food in his mouth, stood up and said, "Let's go have a meal."
Wen Jiayue nodded blankly and left with him.
Shen Funian, who had been watching the whole thing, smiled mysteriously. "Big brother has really figured it out!"
During the meal, Shen Fuhan, as usual, served food to Wen Jiayue.
Shen Funian was already used to it, but the corners of her lips still involuntarily turned into a grin, and the food she had just put in her mouth almost fell out.
Shen Chengyao, with his sharp eyes, said smugly, "Mother, you said yesterday that I needed someone to take care of me, but today you're eating like this, you're practically drooling!"
Shen Funian glared at him: "You little brat, are you asking for a beating?"
He'll climb onto the roof if you don't discipline him for three days. She's been too good to him these past few days, so she needs to find a chance to give him a good beating.
Wen Jiayue was about to stop her, but Shen Chengyao was not afraid at all.
"Hehehe," he made a face, "I have an uncle, and my uncle will protect me."
Shen Funian thought he was exaggerating, and without thinking twice, she was about to hit him when Shen Fuhan coughed lightly.
"Third sister, focus on your meal."
Shen Chengyao, who had instinctively closed his eyes to avoid the sight, immediately straightened his chest and said, "Mother, focus on your meal!"
Shen Funian slapped him on the back before asking in surprise, "Big brother, you're actually helping this brat?"
Shen Fuhan said calmly, "I didn't help anyone."
"It hurts so much," Shen Chengyao pouted. "Mom, am I your biological son?"
Shen Funian gave a forced smile: "I wish it weren't so."
After dinner, Shen Fuhan took Shen Chengyao to the study.
Before he could ask, Shen Chengyao said, "Uncle, Aunt didn't mention those people today."
In his eyes, the man surnamed Pei, the Duke of Qi's mansion, and the heir apparent were three people.
Shen Fuhan nodded and said, "I understand."
Shen Chengyao asked curiously, "Who are they? Why do you ask that, Uncle?"
“He’s not a good person,” Shen Fuhan said with a tense expression. “If you encounter him in the future, you should stay away from him.”
"Then Uncle will arrest them all!" Shen Chengyao exclaimed admiringly, "and take them to the Dali Temple!"
He had seen his uncle arrest people; he was dressed in an official robe, dignified and imposing.
Shen Fuhan said with satisfaction, "He truly is my nephew; he's on my side."
Therefore, when instructing Shen Chengyao today, Shen Fuhan was exceptionally kind and gentle.
When they returned, Shen Chengyao boldly grabbed his hand.
Seeing that his uncle did not refuse, he smiled and said, "Uncle, I agree to let you be my father."
Shen Fuhan: "..."
“You are not allowed to say such things again,” he said seriously. “I have someone else in mind to be your father.”
As they were talking, the two returned.
Shen Funian glanced at him, puzzled. Why did she feel that her older brother and Yao'er's relationship was getting better and better?
However, upon noticing Wen Jiayue standing to the side, she didn't ask any questions, nor did she want to disturb the couple, and quickly left.
After seeing the mother and son off, Wen Jiayue turned and went back to her room, with Shen Fuhan following behind.
The flickering candlelight cast their shadows together.
Wen Jiayue felt inexplicably uneasy and a little confused. Why hadn't Shen Fuhan gone to the study at night these past few days?
Thinking this, she asked the question.
Shen Fuhan countered, "Isn't it good to be with you and Zhaozhao?"
“It is quite good,” Wen Jiayue had no choice but to say, “but I am worried that the Marquis will be too busy during the day.”
"Don't worry," Shen Fuhan said, holding her shoulders and looking down at her, "I'll always have time to spend with you."
He lowered his eyes and gazed at her.
The candlelight cast a soft glow on his face, giving him an inexplicably gentle appearance.
Wen Jiayue was somewhat afraid to meet his gaze and lowered her eyes gently.
Shen Fuhan lifted her chin, her movements gentle yet forceful, forcing her to look at her.
His eyes were filled with tenderness as he drew closer and closer to her, until he could see her reflection.
Wen Jiayue was almost bewitched, dazed as she felt his lips land on the tip of her nose, then move to the corner of her lips.