424: Respect and Worship 9

Respect and Worship 9

Qi Qingyao had worked as all kinds of informants in her previous life and had dabbled in various occupations, so being a housekeeper or maid was not something difficult for her. 1

It was just that she was too close to Lu Yan. 

Which made it hard for her to be as serious as she otherwise would have been when undercover.

She turned and spat at Si Jin, "Is my acting any good?"

"It's good," Si Jin said to her in a low voice, "but I think it's a bit overkill for Sister to be taking care of him."

Qi Qingyao firmly said, "No pain, no gain!" 

Si Jin thought for a bit, then said, "If Sister is going to take care of him, then I'll take care of Sister." 

"You're in charge of taking care of the children," said Qi Qingyao. 

"Alright~" Si Jin happily said, "Sister, can I be Dabao and the others' father next time?" 

"Ack!" Lu Yan immediately spat out a mouthful of white rice.

He immediately wiped his mouth with a handkerchief. A servant quickly came to the table and removed the plates of dirty dishes before quickly replacing them with new ones. 

Lu Yan lost all his appetite and simply sat still, drinking tea.

Qi Qingyao did not notice Lu Yan's reaction. She was in serious thought before she turned to ask the three kids, "Do you guys really need a father?"

"Nope!" The children replied in unison.

Qi Qingyao was a little stunned. "Why not?" 

"Cause we don't want some guy to come and snatch mommy away from us!" said Dabao. 

Erniu scratched her head and said in a childlike voice, "But if we have to have one, I think Uncle Mo is pretty good." 

Qi Qingyao admonished, "Is that just because Uncle Mo looks like Mommy? The world is so big, it's not weird that some people look alike. You can't declare someone your father just because of that."

Si Jin quickly nodded in agreement.

Lu Yan also sneakily nodded a little. 

Erniu pursed her lips and said aggrievedly, "I'm just saying."

Qi Qingyao caressed Erniu's head.

Erniu came over and kissed her mother's face.

Qi Qingyao smiled and kissed her back.

Lu Yan glanced at Si Jin's depressed appearance and deliberately asked on his behalf, "Don't any of you want Uncle Si Jin to be your father?"

Xiaobao awkwardly said, "Uncle Si Jin is fine too, but he will snatch Mommy away from us!"

After a pause, Xiaobao looked down. "That's why, after thinking carefully, we've decided we don't need a father. We'll just spend our days with Mommy when we get older. We'll take care of mommy!" 

"Alright, you guys know what you want." 

Qi Qingyao hugged Xiaobao and kissed him.

After the kiss, she put Xiaobao down.

Xiaobao felt like his face had been made a little wet by his Mommy's kiss, and he instinctively wanted to wipe the saliva away. However, after thinking about it, he resisted.

He could not rub it away!

It was the place his Mommy had kissed him! 

… 

He could only wipe it away after at least two hours!

...Lu Yan listened to the kids' pure and innocent words and looked at Qi Qingyao deeply for a while as he thought about something.

After a long time.

He looked at Qi Qingyao as she put down her chopsticks. 

He then asked, "Are you done eating?"

Hearing this, Qi Qingyao immediately wiped her mouth and stood up like a soldier saluting their officer. She said seriously, "I'm done eating, Master." 

Lu Yan got up and said, "Then follow me to the study." 

"What are we doing in the study?" It was already night! As if they were going to read books. 

Lu Yan replied, "To look at the account books."

"..." Did rich people still need to work so hard?

She did not know he had to look at account books at night! 

Qi Qingyao wrung her wrists in disappointment. 

She gestured to Si Jin to accompany the little kids to bed.

Then, like a little eunuch trailing behind the empress, she blindly followed Lu Yan back to the courtyard. After entering the study, she lit the lamps.

The candlelight flickered.

Dong Jing carried a pile of account books over and put them down.

Lu Yan sat at the desk, flipping through the account books and beginning to look through them.

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