Chapter 536 - 293: Brother-in-Law, Quick, Come With Me and Take a Look
Chapter 536: Chapter 293: Brother-in-Law, Quick, Come With Me and Take a Look
A dense crowd had gathered in front of a certain residence on Prince’s Mansion’s Mansion Street.
Lu Yuan was busy loading things into the car.
The petite Gu Ziye, a package in each hand, shuffled over and asked, "Yuan~ you just became a Third Grade Military Officer. Why are you in such a hurry to leave?"
"Yue’Er, we’ve been in the Imperial City for a long time. It’s time to head back to Taiping City," Lu Yuan replied.
Gu Ziye giggled and said, "I know, Yuan’Er. You miss the two Aunts, don’t you?"
"Heh, how’d you read my mind?"
Lu Yuan took the two packages from Gu Ziye and tossed them into the car.
Su Liyan followed them out, glancing back into the mansion every so often.
Lu Yuan walked up to her and asked with concern, "Honey, did we forget something inside?"
"Dear, we’re going back to Taiping City... What if our daughter misses us and can’t find us here?"
There was a hint of anxiety in Su Liyan’s voice.
Lu Yuan cupped Su Liyan’s face in his hands and gave her cheeks a gentle squeeze. "Don’t worry, I’ve already arranged for someone to deliver a phone to her."
Su Liyan pouted and complained, "Honey, why didn’t you give her the phone sooner? I could have talked to her already."
Lu Yuan replied with a smile, "Everything happened so suddenly, didn’t it?"
"I didn’t have a spare phone on hand. She’ll call us as soon as she gets it."
"Alright... I just hope she’ll be happy there. Whether she learns any skills is secondary." The deep crease in Su Liyan’s brow slowly began to smooth out.
Lu Yuan muttered, ’If every parent in the world thought like you, all the tutoring centers would go out of business!’
"Huh? What’s a tutoring center?" Su Liyan didn’t understand what he was talking about.
"It’s nothing, just thinking out loud. Let’s check if we forgot anything, then we can head out."
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Along the way, Su Liyan and Gu Ziye chatted and laughed in the back seat.
Only poor Lu Yuan was stuck driving, the passenger seat beside him completely empty.
"Hey, could you two spare a thought for how I feel?" Lu Yuan said, his hands on the steering wheel.
Lu Yuan had to wonder if he was starting to regret modifying his little car into a sedan.
If he hadn’t, Gu Ziye would have had to ride in a separate car with his subordinates.
’That wouldn’t be right,’ Lu Yuan thought. ’It would be unfair.’
Since they were all his women, his only choice had been to modify his car again to seat four people.
The result was that now no one wanted to sit in the passenger seat.
Lu Yuan watched them eating and drinking in the back seat. ’I’m nothing more than a chauffeur.’
Lu Yuan grabbed a phone and called Zhao Qiao’Er.
"Well now~ what’s this? Calling me all on your own? Did someone pick on you?" Zhao Qiao’Er’s voice came from the other end of the line.
Lu Yuan gave a deliberate cough and said, "No one’s picking on me. I just missed you!"
"My darling boy, when are you coming back? I’ll make you something delicious," said Zhao Qiao’Er.
"Soon. I figure we’ll be there in about three days!" Lu Yuan said, talking on the phone as he drove.
"Great! I’ll be waiting for you!" Zhao Qiao’Er said excitedly.
"How’s Aunt Song doing?" Lu Yuan asked, a hint of guilt in his voice.
"So you do have a conscience after all, remembering to ask about your Aunt Song."
"I’m the one who took care of her through her whole postpartum confinement."
"But you? Oh, you just gallivanted off to the Imperial City with your two other wives, leaving us two Aunts behind to sleep in an empty bed. Do you have any idea how cold it is to sleep alone at night..."
As she spoke, her voice on the other end of the line began to crack.
Lu Yuan interrupted carefully, "Aunt Zhao, you’re getting a little off-topic."
"Off-topic? How am I off-topic?" Zhao Qiao’Er’s voice sharpened again.
’No wonder they used to call her the "Black Widow,"’ he thought. ’It must have something to do with her brazen personality.’
Lu Yuan said, "Aunt Zhao, I know you want me, you need me, you’re craving me. Can’t you just wait until I get back?"
Inside the car, Su Liyan and Gu Ziye’s ears perked up as they eavesdropped on the conversation between Lu Yuan and Zhao Qiao’Er.
"Fine, then!" Zhao Qiao’Er’s tone softened considerably.
Lu Yuan pressed on, "So, is Aunt Song all right?"
Zhao Qiao’Er immediately changed her tune. "Oh, she’s fine, just fine! I spent a fortune hiring plenty of servants to wait on her, you know."
"You’ve worked so hard, Auntie. Thank you for being so thoughtful." Lu Yuan could finally relax.
"It’s what I should do; she’s my dear friend, after all. There’s just one thing I don’t get... how come after having a baby, I’m the only one whose figure got all out of shape?"
Zhao Qiao’Er was indignant!
When Su Liyan had her baby, it was like she’d just laid an egg—she hadn’t gained an ounce.
When Song Meiqin had her baby, her body was back to its pre-pregnancy shape as soon as her confinement period was over.
But then there was Zhao Qiao’Er. It had been over a year since she’d given birth, and she hadn’t lost any of the weight.
Zhao Qiao’Er’s big butt just kept getting fatter.
When Lu Yuan took her from behind, he felt like he could stick his pole in and never touch bottom.
Lu Yuan coaxed, "Aunt Zhao, don’t compare yourself to them. No matter what you look like, your nephew here adores you to death."
Hearing Lu Yuan’s words, Zhao Qiao’Er looked down at her own chubby feet and replied happily:
"That’s right, that’s right! And I still have my fragrant little feet, which my favorite nephew loves to nibble on."
Zhao Qiao’Er spoke without any filter, not caring in the slightest if anyone else might overhear.
Hearing Zhao Qiao’Er’s words get more and more outrageous, Lu Yuan quickly said, "Alright, Aunt Zhao. I’m still driving, so I’d better hang up for now."