Chapter 353: It's All Your Fault, Yellow-Haired Brat

“Xiao Yiyi, time to get up and eat.”

In the early morning, after Qin Nanfeng finished making breakfast, he went to his daughter’s room.

He gently pinched the little one’s chubby cheek where her mouth pouted slightly in sleep, rousing the little girl.

“Ugh… boohoo… okay, Daddy…”

After being disturbed a few times, Xiao Yiyi finally managed to wake up.

She shook her head, rubbed her eyes, her expression cute and groggy.

Opening her eyes to see Qin Nanfeng sitting by her bed with a smile, the little one couldn’t help but wonder: “Daddy… where’s Mommy?”

Usually it was Mommy who came to wake her up, so her confusion wasn’t unreasonable.

“Mommy was too tired last night, she’s resting…” Qin Nanfeng patted the little one’s head, speaking gently. “During the day, make sure to care for Mommy more. Taking care of you is tiring work.”

He said this so shamelessly, without changing his expression, as if he hadn’t bullied his wife last night at all.

If Lin Xinyuan were here at this moment, she’d probably really want to slap him a few times…

But Qin Yiyi easily believed this explanation.

Her still-drowsy expression perked up, and she opened her bright big eyes, nodding very earnestly: “Don’t worry Daddy, I’ll take care of Mommy!”

As she spoke, she even patted her chest with conviction, acting like a little adult, cute and laughable.

“Good girl. Get up and go wash up and eat breakfast. Wake Mommy up later, alright?” Qin Nanfeng rubbed his daughter’s fuzzy little head a couple more times before pulling back.

“Yeah!”

Qin Yiyi got up full of energy and went to the washroom by herself to freshen up.

Although it was a bit of a struggle, she managed quite well—brushing her teeth thoroughly, washing her face with a small towel, before returning to the dining table to eat breakfast with Daddy.

As Mommy’s child, she declared that this kind of small task no longer required Mommy and Daddy’s help!

Hehehe, Mommy would even praise her!

Before long, the father and daughter finished breakfast, and Qin Nanfeng was about to get ready for work.

“Daddy, come back early tonight!”

The little one bounced around as she saw Qin Nanfeng out the door, waving her little hand vigorously, full of energy.

“See you tonight, Yiyi.”

Qin Nanfeng put on his suit jacket, bent down one last time, and couldn’t resist kissing the little one’s fair, tender cheek—only to earn a look of pure disgust from Yiyi.

“Daddy’s face is too prickly!” Qin Yiyi said, pushing against Qin Nanfeng’s face, very displeased.

Hearing this, Qin Nanfeng was taken aback. He touched his chin and found it was indeed true—he’d forgotten to shave this morning, leaving some stubble.

“Then Daddy won’t be prickly next time, I promise.” He smiled, gave his daughter’s cheek one final pinch, then stood up to head out. “Be good, I’m off…”

“Oh, bye Daddy!”

Qin Yiyi closed the door and then scurried off toward her Mommy’s room with a ruckus. She hadn’t forgotten Qin Nanfeng’s instructions.

“Mommy! Wake up!”

The little one pushed open the door and immediately spotted Mommy still deeply asleep in bed, the thin blanket puffed up, pulled over her head.

So she took her little short legs and laboriously climbed onto the big bed, directly flopping onto her mother’s body.

She kept shaking the blanket, even yanking it open, before burrowing into Mommy’s embrace, her two little hands wrapping around Lin Xinyuan’s waist as she wriggled around like a little kitten.

Just like that, no one knew how many times Qin Yiyi called out before she finally managed to wake the woman.

Originally Lin Xinyuan didn’t want to get up, but helpless against her daughter’s voice, she remembered that she hadn’t gotten up to make breakfast.

Only then did she hurriedly open her tired orchid eyes.

Seeing that she was finally showing signs of getting up, the little one poked her head out from under the covers with a sweet smile: “Mommy, the sun’s going to burn your butt! Get up and eat breakfast—Daddy made it! It’ll get cold if you wait any longer!”

“Mhm… I know… Mommy’s sleepy… I’ll eat later…”

Hearing this, Lin Xinyuan knew her daughter had already eaten breakfast, which put her at ease.

She wearily closed her eyes again, hugged the little one, and wanted to sleep a bit more.

“Mommy, hurry up and get up! Let’s go pick up Xiao Huang—I want to play with Xiao Huang!”

Seeing that Lin Xinyuan still wanted to sleep, the little one shook Mommy’s arm, her little body restlessly squirming around.

“Mhm… a little later, okay…” This time Lin Xinyuan didn’t even open her eyes.

She could only let out a helpless sigh before trying to go back to sleep.

She was truly exhausted—the kind of weak all over…

Didn’t want to get up… not at all…

Watching Mommy’s lazy appearance, the innocent Qin Yiyi puffed out her little cheeks, but her dark, round eyes rolled around before lighting up.

So the little one mimicked Lin Xinyuan’s usual lecturing tone and started muttering: “Not eating breakfast hurts your stomach, and it’s almost lunchtime! Daddy said so! If not, I’ll tell Daddy when he comes back!”

The moment those words came out, Lin Xinyuan’s heart immediately trembled, and her eyes snapped open.

In an instant, last night’s memories all flooded back into her mind.

All kinds of scenes… by the window… in the kitchen… in the washroom…

It immediately jolted her listless spirit awake. A flush spread across her cheeks, her embarrassment beyond words.

Last night… ugh…

That guy really wanted to kill her…

She almost couldn’t hold on, and didn’t even know when it had ended…

“M-Mommy’s getting up now…”

Thinking of this, Lin Xinyuan felt her fatigue recede considerably and could only hurry to get up.

After all, if that man found out she didn’t eat breakfast on time, he’d definitely find some excuse to bully her again…

Seeing Mommy’s quick reaction, excitement grew in Qin Yiyi’s heart.

Just as she thought—Mommy was afraid of Daddy!

Qin Yiyi was already thinking about whether she could use Daddy as a shield to get more snacks…

The bedroom door wasn’t closed.

Just as Lin Xinyuan was about to get up, she suddenly heard the doorbell ring from outside, accompanied by the wireless doorbell’s chime, followed by a mature female voice: “Xiaoyuan? Xiao Yiyi?”

Hearing this, before Lin Xinyuan could react, the little one still nestled in Mommy’s arms was the first to respond, quickly scrambling out of her embrace.

Then she got off the bed, hopped and skipped—without even wearing her slippers—and ran straight out.

Before Lin Xinyuan could even call out for her daughter to slow down and be careful not to fall, she had already vanished in a puff.

The little one called out as she ran: “Grandmother! Grandmother!”

“Hey, Xiao Yiyi…”

Seeing her granddaughter charge out of the door, Mother Lin’s expression softened.

She crouched down and reached out to catch the little one rushing into her arms.

She smiled and pinched her granddaughter’s cute little nose: “Did you eat breakfast?”

“Did, Grandmother! Mommy hasn’t eaten yet. I was calling Mommy to eat!”

“Mm, good that you’ve eaten.”

Mother Lin smiled and nodded, then stood up, holding the little one’s hand and heading toward her daughter’s bedroom.

She figured her daughter was still sleeping in, hadn’t even eaten breakfast.

She felt a bit helpless and annoyed inside but didn’t show it.

But before she could step into the room, she saw Lin Xinyuan walking out with a limp, looking listless.

“Mom… good morning…”

Seeing Mother Lin, Lin Xinyuan’s expression instantly stiffened. She felt awkward, and afraid of being lectured, couldn’t help but shrink her neck.

“Sigh… you girl… you’re so grown up now, still acting like a child.”

Seeing Lin Xinyuan’s obvious exhaustion, then leaning in to take a closer look at her daughter’s relaxed and alluring features, Mother Lin froze for a moment before realizing what had happened.

She couldn’t help but shake her head repeatedly: “And the two of you… you need to practice moderation…”

As she spoke, looking at her daughter’s disheveled state, Mother Lin couldn’t help but burst out with a “pfft” laugh.

“Mom!”

Lin Xinyuan’s already rosy face flushed even redder. Mortified, she stomped her foot—only for her leg to go weak and nearly send her to her knees.

Luckily, she quickly grabbed the doorframe so she wouldn’t embarrass herself in front of Xiao Yiyi.

“I-I’m going to the washroom…” With that, her face burning with shame, she hurried off to the washroom.

“Oh, Mommy’s blushing! Mommy’s shy! Hahaha!”

Seeing this, Qin Yiyi couldn’t help but giggle, her voice adorable as she waved her little hands.

Hearing the commotion behind her, Lin Xinyuan’s figure trembled, feeling even more embarrassed, and quickened her steps.

It’s over…

I embarrassed myself in front of my daughter…

Boo hoo… it’s all your fault! Yellow-haired brat…

Watching Lin Xinyuan’s flustered figure disappear into the washroom, Mother Lin felt both annoyed and amused.

But she also knew she couldn’t blame Lin Xinyuan—after all, her daughter had a weak constitution, and her son-in-law was a bit too much for her… hmm…

But she had no intention of meddling, since the more harmonious a married couple’s intimate life was, the more it proved their feelings were strong, and the more reassured she felt…

Then Mother Lin couldn’t help but think of her daughter’s past self, then think of how she looked now as a wife—she couldn’t help but marvel at how much had changed…

Thinking this way, she unconsciously looked down at the little one in her arms.

Crow’s feet had long since formed at the corners of her eyes, but her still-beautiful face was full of kindness and tenderness: “Xiao Yiyi, want to watch TV with Grandmother? Grandmother bought you some treats. We can eat and watch together, alright?”

“Yes, yes!”

Hearing this, Qin Yiyi’s clear big eyes lit up.

She nodded eagerly, and as she looked toward the coffee table in the living room, sure enough, she spotted a plastic bag stuffed full of goodies.

Watching her granddaughter behave this way, Mother Lin found it quite amusing.

Gazing at the little one’s face—which was probably seventy percent similar to her daughter’s when she was little—so delicate and lovely, Mother Lin’s eyes were full of doting affection, as if lost in memory…