From Jin Chengxin's memories, Xue Fuyao learned that long before he met Zhang Qingluan, the Zhang Family's eldest young lady, he had already fallen in love with his younger cousin and had a child with her.
You might have thought he was a live-in son-in-law who swallowed humiliation and shouldered heavy burdens, but that was not the case either, because besides his cousin, Jin Chengxin had several other lovers.
Xue Fuyao made a rough count on her fingers. There were a full seven or eight of them.
Moreover, he had settled all these lovers in Flowing Cloud City. Whenever he went out, he was actually having a secret rendezvous with one of these confidantes.
And all these confidantes had borne him children.
"Tsk, tsk. Darkness beneath the lamp. How did I not think of that back then?"
With Flowing Cloud City as their stronghold, the Zhang Family probably would never have imagined that Jin Chengxin, who had always acted as though his heart belonged to their eldest young lady, was actually a philanderer, and had even settled his lovers and children right under their noses.
Half an hour later, Jin Chengxin came down from the second floor, his expression as solemn as before. Who would have imagined that he had just been upstairs carrying on an affair?
About another fifteen minutes later, a slender woman dressed in white, with simple, understated makeup, came down from the second floor with a little girl who looked only two or three years old.
As the woman left, she glanced toward the restaurant owner, then quickly withdrew her gaze and headed outside.
Xue Fuyao looked toward the restaurant owner, a thoughtful expression appearing on her face. She had nearly forgotten that by this point, the restaurant's real owner should already have been Jin Chengxin.