Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability

“Uh!” Gong Cheng was stunned again.

He decided not to say anything else. He was the one who started it.

He deserved to be taught a lesson. If he had known earlier, he would have waited until the next time and spoken to his second brother in private. He might listen to him and send the children away.

Even if his second brother wanted to send the children away, he couldn’t do so right now. An Jiuyue’s expression said it all.

“Second Brother, I’m really doing this for your sake.”

In the end, he could only defend himself dryly.

I’m saying this for his sake. He’ll understand my intentions in the future. Right now… nothing has happened yet. He’ll think I’m wrong no matter what I say.

He sighed softly and did not want to argue with Qian Jiyun anymore.

“Cousin, stop talking.”

Yu Yan’er sat at the side and could not stand it anymore.

Is my cousin really stupid? Does he not understand what Qian Jiyun is saying?

Furthermore, Qian Jiyun’s tolerance toward a woman and the two children, as well as his teaching Gong Cheng a lesson, made his stand clear. It couldn’t be more clear to Yu Yan’er.

However, she did not expect the dignified Prince Zhan Yun, the Killing God of the southern border, to be so indulgent with a woman.

She had to admit that she had fantasized about Qian Jiyun when she first saw him, especially after realizing that the rumored Killing God was not as murderous and cold as she had imagined.

It would be great if she could win the heart of such a man!

She would no longer have to be coerced into doing things by her father and mother. If Qian Jiyun could protect her like he protected An Jiuyue, no one in the capital would make things difficult for her.

Unfortunately, she was not the woman that Qian Jiyun was so protective of that he could disregard his brother.

She stole a glance at An Jiuyue, who was carrying the child, and noticed how she was not visibly moved or grateful that Qian Jiyun had protected her—as if it were natural for him to do so.

She could not help but feel a little angry, thinking that a woman like An Jiuyue was not worthy of Prince Zhan Yun.

She glanced at Qian Jiyun shyly again and said to Gong Cheng, “This is the Prince Zhan Yun Residence’s matter. You shouldn’t interfere.”

“Haha…”

Gong Cheng did not care about An Jiuyue and sneered.

Qian Jiyun showed no regard for his feelings today because of a woman. He would be a fool to think An Jiuyue was a good woman!

In the future, he would just pretend to be civil with her. He would not expect An Jiuyue to do anything for him.

The four of them sat in silence for a long time.

“Mother, why aren’t you eating? I heard from Uncle Qian that we’ll return very late. We’ll go hungry later if we don’t eat now.”

Qian Yirong picked up a piece of pastry and brought it to his mother’s mouth.

He did not care whether the others were present. He was worried his mother would go hungry, so he quickly asked her to eat more.

“Alright, I will eat. You should eat too, Rong’er.”

An Jiuyue smiled and took the pastry from her son’s hand, eating it slowly.

“Qian Jiyun, are there people releasing lotus lanterns over there already?”