"I'll never be able to have a child at this rate!"
After saying that, Yan Lingji picked up the clothes from the chair and turned to leave.
"I'm going to hang up the clothes. I'll make you dinner in a bit."
"Hey! Dear!"
Zhao Linchuan called after Yan Lingji, a hint of urgency in his voice.
"My 'work' isn't done yet!"
"Dong'er's back. Go and have your fun with her!"
Yan Lingji replied casually, her voice drifting from the end of the corridor.
Just as Yan Lingji had said, her words had barely faded when Bibi Dong's clear voice rang out from beyond the front door.
"Sister Lingji, is my husband back?"
"He's back. He's in the main room," Yan Lingji called from the bedroom.
"Oh, okay..."
Bibi Dong hurried into the main room.
Today, she wore a purple-and-gold dress, and her whole bearing was noble and aloof.
She looked Zhao Linchuan up and down, then narrowed her eyes slightly.
"Come clean!" she demanded, her voice carrying a hint of interrogation. "What exactly have you been doing these past few days?!"
"Of course I went out to take care of some things."
Zhao Linchuan sounded puzzled, wearing an innocent expression as though he truly didn't understand why she was asking.
"What's wrong, Dong'er? Is something the matter?"
"Heh—"
Bibi Dong stepped forward and grabbed Zhao Linchuan by the arms, tightening her fingers around them until she had a firm hold.
She looked straight into his eyes, a faint smile on her lips.
"Come with me! Let me check." She tugged Zhao Linchuan toward the door. "All I have to do is check the grain left in the granary, and I'll know whether what you said is true."
As she spoke, she forcibly dragged Zhao Linchuan toward the guest room.
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