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Evil Husband, Glutton Wife: Buy Miss Piggy, Get Free Little Buns
Chapter 17 I Want to See Uncle Ji! 1
17 I Want to See Uncle Ji! 1
"What are you doing here?" She asked, almost whispering, before carefully taking steps up the stairs making sure Little Star wouldn't wake up.
Jiang Yunan heard their arrival and paused his game, following Tang Moyu up the stairs. He watched as Tang Moyu placed Little Star on the bed gently before slowly removing the girl's shoes.
The twins' bodyguard placed Xiao Bao next to his sister and rolled him on his side to face Little Star before excusing himself, also ready to retire for the night.
"Oh, wow," Jiang Yunan exclaimed, earning a fierce glare from the fallen empress for being loud, "seems like they exhausted themselves tonight. What were they up to?" He asked, ignoring the way Tang Moyu looked at him.
"Pulled another mischief again." She answered him before adjusting the temperature of the air conditioner within her twin's room. "They wanted to 'take care' of the crippled uncle they got acquainted with." She said with such coldness, informing Jiang Yunan that she was annoyed.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"I wonder who allowed my children to speak to a stranger," Tang Moyu crossed her arm, still holding the remote in one hand.
Jiang Yunan scratched his head awkwardly.
"Guilty as charged."
Then again if it wasn't because he was trying to avoid a paparazzi, calling his manager for help, he wouldn't have lost the twins that fateful morning. If it wasn't because of him, the two little buns wouldn't have met the nice uncle at the cafe.
Tang Moyu rolled her eyes and gestured to him to leave the room so the twins could sleep in peace. Jiang Yunan went back downstairs to continue his game while Tang Moyu took a quick shower before entering her study to resume her unfinished work from earlier.
There was a momentary silence as she and Jiang Yunan busied themselves while the little buns slept, until a loud wailing and screaming disturbed the peacefulness of the night.
Jiang Yunan and Auntie Lu, who were looking after the children after they came home, were the first ones to arrive at the twin's room. They could hear Little Star and Xiao Bao crying at the same time.
However, they couldn't open the door from the outside as it was locked by the twins. They could hear things crashing on the floor and got worried about the two.
"Xiao Bao? Little Star? Why don't you open the door for Uncle Yunan?" Jiang Yunan knocked on their door but he was ignored.
Auntie Lu tried to persuade them to stop crying and asked them what was wrong from outside the door, but both children continued to cry.
The little buns' faces were already red when Tang Moyu arrived. With the use of the key in her hand, she unlocked the room and saw her babies crying on the bed.
She took Little Star on her arms and tried to pacify her cries by patting her back and wiping her tears dry but the girl refused and pushed her hand away.
"Wuuuu… Mommy, where did you hide Uncle Ji? Did you chase him away?" Little Star asked, leaving her mother flabbergasted. Even Jiang Yunan and Auntie Lu were shocked to know the reason for their sudden tantrum.
Were they serious? They were throwing a fit just because Tang Moyu took them home without allowing them to bid goodbye to Qin Jiran?
"Mommy is bad! Why did you chase Uncle Ji away? Didn't you know Uncle Ji is living alone and no one is looking after him?" Xiao Bao followed his sister's lead and sniffed.
Tang Moyu sighed, sat on the bed with Little Star in her embrace. She took a glance at her elder child and wondered why they were insistent on taking their Uncle Ji under their wing when they couldn't even take care of themselves.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Little Star, Xiao Bao, please listen to Mommy. Your Uncle Ji can't live with us because he also has his own life. You may continue to meet him every morning but there's no need to take care of him," she explained.
Tang Moyu had originally thought that her two children were just being nice to Qin Jiran, but how was she to know that they like him to this extent? She was now starting to wonder why her children were feeling attached to this man.
But what else could she do?
Although Qin Jiran looked decent, Tang Moyu wasn't a person who easily trusts a man, not after Feng Tianhua stabbed her from behind and took away everything she worked hard for.
Her eyes darkened as she thought about it. Xiao Bao and Little Star were the apples of her eyes, the center of her universe. She didn't mind jumping in front of the danger, head-on, if that means she could save her children.
Little Star continued to cry and raised her head to her mother.
"I want to see Uncle Ji!" She cried out while Tang Moyu tried to placate her but failed.
It must be noted that her Little Star was a sickly child. She was born a little smaller than her brother and had to stay inside of the incubator for a month because her lungs didn't develop fully.
Until her fifth month, Tang Moyu helplessly looked after Little Star and avoided working altogether until her little princess could breathe on her own. Thankfully, Xiao Bao was a healthy child and she'd never had a problem with him.
However, at this age, Tang Moyu still couldn't help but get worried, because whenever her Little Star cries she always passes out because of breathlessness.
If Little Star continued to cry like this she would surely pass out soon and high fever was sure to follow. Her fever will persist for a few days until she recovers. Her doctors weren't even sure what caused Little Star's sickness and could only attribute it to stress.historical