Chapter 211

"The previously custom-made one, this designer has good eyesight, but is just a bit procrastinating." Wen Ling said to Shang Zhiyu sitting beside her: "I also had a custom-made one for Baobao, I just don't know if it's suitable."

Shang Zhiyu gently rubbed her belly, smiling and said: "What Little Aunt gave will definitely fit; if it doesn't fit, we'll still have him wear it when the time comes."

Wen Ling smiled, eyes narrowed, moved forward, squatted beside Shang Zhiyu and rubbed her belly.

"Do you like it?" Seeing her eyes full of joy, Shang Zhiyu asked softly.

Wen Ling shook her head: "Actually it's fine; other people's kids are cuter, but if it were my own, I'm afraid I couldn't stand their crying."

Shang Zhiyu couldn't help laughing, and whispered to Wen Ling: "It's okay; if you don't want to have a child, Mom won't pressure you either, but if you have one and don't know how to care for it, just dump it on Xiao Wu."

She had seen Zhou Yinhe's patient demeanor when he usually carried cats.

Wen Ling got up, sat beside Shang Zhiyu, and complained: "He's only a bit patient with cats; if you let him take care of a child, who knows how annoying he'd be."

Shang Zhiyu glanced sideways at Zhou Yinhe sitting not far away, saw him steadfastly gazing at Wen Ling, and smiled inwardly.

If it were Wen Ling's child, there would still be patience; it's just that some things aren't convenient for them to say, saying them would seem like urging childbirth; this matter depends on the two people's thoughts, others shouldn't interfere too much.

She could only tell Wen Ling, don't be afraid.

Wen Ling understood their meaning; besides the strong familial atmosphere, the Zhou family is also open-minded, exemplified by Zhou Shuanglin and Ning Qing; no matter what the child wants to do or not do, they won't force them, of course, except for some matters.

For example, Zhou Yinhe insists on doing the opposite of what the family does sometimes.

Second Lady Zhou came a little later; she had just returned from her maiden home, saw Wen Ling also there, and was very happy.

"Ah Ling is here too; I was just saying I wanted to find you."

Wen Ling first called out to her, then asked doubtfully: "Second Aunt, just tell me directly if there's anything."

"My maiden home does have a little niece, right? Sometime ago I somehow met Lu Zhaoye and have been wanting to get to know him; do you think it's convenient to give me his contact?" She finished speaking with a smile, then hastily added: "If it's inconvenient, it's fine; this matter itself is rather difficult for people."

Wen Ling hesitated a moment, then said: "Second Aunt, I need to ask Lu Zhaoye first; if he agrees, I'll give you his contact; if he doesn't, I also don't want to press him."

Second Lady Zhou said: "Of course, of course, this shouldn't make things difficult for them."

Wen Ling then took out her phone and sent a message to Lu Zhaoye.

【Zhou Yinhe's Second Aunt's niece wants to meet you; do you want to get to know her? Don't push yourself.】

Lu Zhaoye's phone almost wished to grow on his hand; he replied extremely quickly, with no intention of being polite to Wen Ling, and simply replied with one word: 【No.】

Wen Ling replied with an OK emoji, then felt embarrassed telling Second Lady Zhou: "Second Aunt, sorry, he refused."

Second Lady Zhou wouldn't make things difficult for others over this; moreover, this matter itself is hard for intermediaries; as an aunt she has done her best, and Wen Ling, as a future niece-in-law, certainly doesn't need to strain herself over her niece's matter with a close childhood friend.

She laughed and said: "Ah, it's fine; this matter itself is already difficult for you."

Ning Qing interjected: "Ah Ling, don't take it to heart; your Second Aunt is even more carefree."

Wen Ling's eyes and brows curved.

Her bodyguards work swiftly and efficiently; they quickly fetched the jewelry, all placed in sandalwood boxes, extraordinarily noble.

Wen Ling stood up, opened each one in turn, handed the jewelry to Ning Qing and Shang Zhiyu, then took out another piece and gave it to Second Lady Zhou.

Second Lady Zhou took it in surprise, not yet having time to ask, Wen Ling said: "I know the Zhou family is close-knit up and down; I couldn't overlook Second Aunt either. Not knowing your taste, I chose according to my own judgment; see if you like it."

Second Lady Zhou opened the box, was stunned for a long time before saying: "I like it, Ah Ling, you child……"

She didn't even know how to praise it properly, looking up at Ning Qing with eyes full of envy.

Ning Qing raised her chin, proudly saying: "Let's not talk about others; just my two daughters-in-law are both top-notch."

Second Lady Zhou's gaze instantly shifted to Zhou Jingyuan, then she rolled her eyes in disdain and took it back.

Among women, topics besides jewelry, clothes, and bags are each family's skincare products; the few of them chatted with great enthusiasm.

The steward, seeing the time was about right, walked over with a smile and said: "Sir, Madam, lunch is ready."

Ning Qing then remembered and asked the steward: "Will Congyu and Zhaoning not come back for lunch?"

"The young master said he's busy today, still has to go abroad this afternoon for a business trip, so he won't be back. The eldest miss is currently not in Sijiucheng."

Ning Qing snorted, rose to her feet while saying to Second Lady Zhou: "Our two here just avoid my urging, so they simply don't come back."

Second Lady Zhou laughed and said: "At least you still have the eldest and Xiao Wu."

Wen Ling let them go first, then supported Shang Zhiyu as they slowly walked toward the kitchen; Zhou Yinhe finally escaped the consecutive bombardment from his father and second uncle, approached Wen Ling wanting to hug her, but seeing Shang Zhiyu there, he could only restrain himself for now.

Seeing his pitiful expression, Shang Zhiyu smiled and told Wen Ling: "You go ahead; I'll return to my room for a bit."

The caretaker nanny hurried forward to take Shang Zhiyu's hand.

After she left, Zhou Yinhe pulled Wen Ling, not letting her go, embraced her in his arms, and sighed: "I still prefer being alone with you."

Wen Ling stroked his hair and softly asked: "Don't you think this is lively? Everyone gathered together, how nice."

Zhou Yinhe shook his head, displeased, saying: "I don't like it."

But Wen Ling likes it; when she was young, her parents weren't around, only her grandfather and Zhou aunt, plus a group of bodyguard aunts following behind; aside from occasionally playing with a few close childhood friends, she spent most of her time with her grandfather and Zhou aunt.

Later Wen Zhuo came to the Wen family; moreover, because of the hardships he endured as a child and his inability to keep up with lessons, he had to study under teachers, follow the old master to take over industries unsuitable for Wen Ling to touch, and learn how to ostensibly help Wen Ling manage the Wen family.

Thus she likes the Zhou family's atmosphere, lively and bustling.

"But I like it, what to do?"

"What can be done; could Zhou Yinhe still, just to cling to her, prevent her from contacting his own family?"

They lingered in the living room a while longer, until Shang Zhiyu came downstairs again, then they all went to the dining room and sat down.

They inevitably brought up the engagement matter again.

"We made a list for the engagement; there are still some we haven't invited, we'll formally invite them again at the wedding."