Chapter 336

Qin He examined the little milk bun again. How could he be like Rong Shizi? Rong Shizi is dashing and elegant, while Qin Bi is just a Hou Fu concubine's daughter, and the fourth branch still doesn't have a say in the Hou Fu.

"Not like him, right?" Qin He found it hard to say things in a way that would make everyone notice something was wrong.

Several Shizis sat in the main seats, and Qin He sat next to Xue Shizi. Being pampered by a man and also eye-catching, Qin He wore a Shizi wife's dress, charming and beautiful, and the young ladies of various manors looked over with envy.

Rong Shizi raised his eyelids: "What do you mean by that?"

Rong Juan wasn't angry, his handsome face calm and unruffled. Qin He felt a tremor in her heart and immediately put on a smiling face: "What could I mean? I just think the little Shizi looks more like my cousin."

Afterward, Qin He added: "The little Shizi is so cute."

Rong Juan let his gaze fall on the little milk bun again. In front of him, Rong Juan, Qin He only had the option of saying nice things. Qin He breathed a small sigh of relief and secretly cursed herself for being spineless. What was she afraid of? She was still Xue Shizi's wife.

Qin Yan glanced at Qin He, sensing a bit of Qin He's insincerity.

He Yan's expression was indifferent, and he chatted with Qin Yan. After Su Shizi arrived, he also came over and sat in the main seat. The children were running around playing. Xue Shizi's legitimate son looked two or three years old, even if he wasn't.

But Qin He didn't like children who were too small, so she used heavenly materials and earthly treasures to raise her legitimate son to look two or three years old.

Actually, Qin He wanted the child to be five or six years old, but times were different now; Qin He and Xue Shizi couldn't come up with so many good things to raise their legitimate son, and a two or three-year-old child wasn't too troublesome anymore.

At this time, Fubao was playing with other children. Xue Shizi was holding his child and wanted to give him to Qin He several times, but Qin He was putting on the airs of a Shizi wife. The child Xue Rui was staring at Rong Chi in Rong Juan's arms.

Rong Chi was eating melon seeds, his little hands flapping, his little feet kicking.

Rong Juan's eyes only had Rong Chi; he didn't see Qin He's child Xue Rui staring greedily at Rong Chi, drool even flowing out. However, the child didn't ask for melon seeds to eat.

Rong Yang ran over, leaning against Rong Juan's leg, and Rong Juan fed him the peeled melon seeds.

Rong Yang ate the melon seeds, asked Rong Juan for some, and ran off to play. Before long, the children started arguing. Rong Juan protected his children tightly and raised his eyes to look for Rong Yang.

Fubao cried loudly: "I want to eat boiled melon seeds."

The children all stopped fighting, Rong Yang among them, and Fubao shouted at Rong Yang.

This scene was very familiar. Qin He hurriedly stood up and went over, rushing to pull Fubao: "Fubao, what's wrong? Why are you crying when you were playing so well? Did someone bully you?"

The children looked at each other, and one child said: "No one bullied her."

"I want to eat boiled melon seeds." Fubao complained, pointing at the small Rong Yang: "Mother, Rong Yang won't give me boiled melon seeds to eat. He shares them with others but not with me."

Rong Yang said: "I won't give them to you."

Qin He looked at Rong Yang, very displeased with this child who ruined her relationship with He Yan. She had always thought He Yan was different and could remain chaste for her, but Rong Yang's existence slapped her face hard.

It was all Qin Bi's fault for seducing He Shizi.

"Rong Yang, how can you share with other children but not give Fubao Jiejie boiled melon seeds to eat?" Qin He faced Rong Yang, her face without a gentle smile; she couldn't bring herself to like the child born by Qin Bi: "At such a young age, why are you discriminating?"

Rong Yang ignored her and looked toward the main seat: "Father."

Rong Juan scanned the area, handed his little son to Qin Yan beside him, strode toward Rong Yang, bent down, and picked up the little bun. The child was still leisurely eating boiled melon seeds.

Rong Juan turned his head and sneered: "Qin He, how did you starve your child to this point?"

Qin He's face flushed red. Rong Shizi was mocking her; only when there's no food at home would one want other people's things. But Fubao wasn't born into a poor family; she was born in the Xue Wang Fu and was a first-rank little Junzhu.

Qin He wanted to retort, but she couldn't get a word out.

Rong Juan held Rong Yang and returned to the main seat to sit down. The child was still leaning out to talk to the little milk bun in Qin Yan's arms. Fubao wouldn't have it and wailed loudly; even with her mother there, she hadn't eaten any boiled melon seeds.

Fubao ran to find He Yan, who could back her up: "He He Bo Fu, I want to eat boiled melon seeds."

Qin He glanced at Rong Yang and sighed helplessly: "He Shizi, look, Fubao is still young, and Rong Yang shares the boiled melon seeds with others but won't let Fubao taste them."

Rong Yang stopped talking to his brother, raised his head, and He Yan said: "Rong Yang, let Fubao taste your melon seeds. Later, Father will find you spirit-energy melon seeds, and you can make boiled melon seeds again."

Rong Juan was stunned, and Rong Yang said: "Rong Yang's."

Fubao shouted: "What's yours? You just like to snatch my things."

"I didn't snatch them." Rong Yang retorted.

"You did snatch them." Fubao said even louder: "The boiled melon seeds aren't yours either; He He He Bo Fu gave them to you."

Rong Juan laughed. Come to think of it, they really were the spirit-energy melon seeds He Yan had sent to the Rong Wang Fu. Rong Juan hadn't been polite and had tossed them to the guards, and the manor's cook had made the boiled melon seeds for the little Shizi.

But so what? Rong Juan said to Xue Shizi: "Is this the upbringing in your Wang Fu?"

"Aren't we all family?" Xue Shizi said: "Fubao is the Jiejie."

"It's just a handful of melon seeds." Qin He also said: "Rong Yang is too stingy."

Qin Yan had no choice but to speak up: "I'll order the kitchen to boil some melon seeds for the children; stop making a scene."

Only when Qin Yan said this did Fubao stop making a scene. Qin He was unhappy inside; Qin Bi and the children she gave birth to competed for everything. Qin Yan felt the weight in his arms tilt and looked down.

The little milk bun tugged at He Yan: "Melon seeds."

He Yan didn't see whether Rong Yang in Rong Juan's arms was happy or not, glanced at the little milk bun, and the older children were making a racket, none of them noticing this little one looking up at him.

"Father." A milky voice.

Qin Yan thought he had misheard and blinked. He Yan's eyelids twitched, and he said: "Rong Juan, your little son wants to eat melon seeds."

Rong Juan was puzzled. Rong Yang fed the melon seeds his father had peeled for him to his brother. The little milk bun opened his mouth and ate them, then turned back around. The little milk bun ate melon seeds in front of Xue Rui, who was in Xue Shizi's arms.

Xue Rui was only about a year old and drooled with greed.

"I won't give you any." The little milk bun said in a milky voice.

Xue Shizi: "..."

Xue Rui was on the verge of tears, and Qin He immediately felt distressed.

Rong Juan was only stunned for a moment, then laughed in anger. He took the child over, holding both children in his arms. The little milk bun didn't know what he was thinking, but he stretched out his little hands to climb into He Yan's arms, determined to find He Yan.

Rong Juan saw the child's eyes brimming with tears and, in a fit of anger, gave his little son to He Yan: "Rong Yang was raised by me from a young age. You got a child for nothing without putting in any effort; you help me take care of the child."

The little milk bun was milky and soft, and He Yan froze while holding the little fellow.

Rong Chi giggled, thinking He Yan's jade pendant was quite nice, and held onto it, refusing to let go.