Gao Xiaoxiao quickly put down her phone and looked at the old lady with a sweet smile. "Grandma."
"Xiaoxiao, have you had dinner? Do you want to have supper with Ah Zhen?" Old Madam Han asked kindly.
Gao Xiaoxiao quickly waved her hand. "I'm not eating, Grandma. It's too late. I'll gain weight if I don't digest the food well."
"Worried about getting fat, really?" Old Madam Han's face was full of disapproval. She was about to coax her a little more when her grandson left her side abruptly.
He got up and walked around, then sat beside Gao Xiaoxiao. He grabbed her waist with his long hands.
As he was sitting too close to her, his masculine scent, which was mixed with the smell of tobacco and alcohol, assaulted her senses. She could not help but hold her breath.
A perfect, exquisite male face leaned in close to her. His deep set, amorous eyes seemed to be filled with emotion as he said in a low and hoarse voice, "I like your figure. You look thin with clothes on, but when you take them off… you're fleshy!"
Gao Xiaoxiao blinked quickly and lowered her head. Her expression did not change, but her heart was beating wildly.
"Hahaha." Old Madam Han laughed in satisfaction. Clearly, Han Zhen's words had reignited her hope. "Alright, alright. Ah Zhen, Xiaoxiao, don't go back tonight. Sleep here. Xiaxia will be coming back from England tomorrow and we can have dinner together."
Gao Xiaoxiao's heart skipped a beat, but Han Zhen had already agreed. "Okay."
• • •
The night deepened.
Auntie Hui served supper quickly. At Old Madam Han's nagging, Han Zhen walked to the dining room.
Gao Xiaoxiao sat uneasily on the sofa. Firstly, she was not feeling well. Secondly, she was a little worried about Xiaobai…
At this moment, the eldest son of the Han family, Han Zhengming, came back reeking of alcohol. Gao Xiaoxiao stood up and called, "Dad."
Han Zhengming glanced at her coldly and felt his forehead. He seemed to be unable to handle the alcohol and walked upstairs with a frown.
Gao Xiaoxiao stood there awkwardly. Old Madam Han had already returned to her room to rest, and Zhong Yuhong was not in the living room. In the living room, Han Zhen was drinking soup and not noticing anything. Instead, Auntie Lian came over to comfort her and said, "Young Madam, this is what happens when Sir is drunk. He doesn't like to talk to people. Don't take it to heart."
Gao Xiaoxiao smiled at her. "It's alright."
Han Zhengming had never liked her. In the past three years, if not for the fact that she was Han Zhen's wife, he probably would not even want to look at her.
• • •
Upstairs.
"Hubby, you're back." Zhong Yuhong had just left her son's room. When she saw her husband, she walked up to him.
Han Zhengming removed his suit and handed it to her. "What are you sneaking around for?"
Zhong Yuhong smiled and said, "Ah Zhen and Xiaoxiao are sleeping over tonight, so I prepared a set of sexy pajamas for her."
Han Zhengming snorted angrily. "You are really enthusiastic, but not only is she not staying here, she doesn't even come here once a week! What 'house full of children'? In my opinion, my parents were superstitious and believed the nonsense of that old monk at the temple. They've been married for three years, but not only did she not give me a grandson, she even kept him away from us…"
"Hubby, lower your voice."
Han Zhengming, who was drunk, spoke louder and louder. "This is my house. Why should I lower my voice? In my opinion, let's quickly get them to divorce…"
The rest of the sentence was masked by the sound of the door closing.
…
Gao Xiaoxiao stood at the corner of the stairs. Her thin figure paused for a while before she finally chose to turn around and go downstairs to take the tray back to the kitchen.
Auntie Lian looked at the untouched hangover tea and sighed silently.
She wondered what Sir was thinking. "Why does he not like a nice girl like Young Madam?" she thought. "Fortunately, Young Master likes her…"
• • •
Back in the living room, Gao Xiaoxiao took out her phone and looked at Xiaobai on the surveillance camera
After some time…
"Xiaoxiao." A low, deep voice suddenly sounded from behind her. She was so startled that her whole body shook, and her phone fell to the ground.
Han Zhen looked at her in exasperation and frowned. "Wife, why do you look like you've seen a ghost?"
"Is my voice that scary?" he wondered.
The moment Gao Xiaoxiao picked up her phone, she shut the screen and stood up expressionlessly. She looked at him and asked calmly, "Are you done eating?"
Han Zhen raised his eyebrows and suddenly looked hostile. He looked down at her without saying a word, his eyes slightly narrowed.