Married at First Sight Chapter 4443

Mu Qing whispered to Hai Tong, “Your Zhan Yin seems very skilled at caring for children. He’s only been acting as a nanny for a few days, but he’s already more capable than my Junbo.”

Hai Tong looked at her husband and son with tender eyes and replied, “Before I gave birth, Zhan Yin made time to learn how to take care of a baby. He read whenever he had the chance.”

“I didn’t read much during pregnancy, but he read a lot. He said he’d take charge of baby care so I wouldn’t have to worry.”

Hai Tong added affectionately, “Qingqing, I’m so lucky to have married him in this life. It feels like a blessing earned over three lifetimes.”

Zhan Yin was truly wonderful.

If there’s a next life, she’d still want to marry him and be his wife again.

Mu Qing smiled. “Yes, you’re really lucky. The baby might be hungry—go ahead and feed him. I’ll take the two little ones downstairs to find their father.”

Back when Zhan Yin was pursuing Hai Tong, he often pestered Ye Junbo for advice on how to pamper and care for a wife.

Now, he was doing even better than Ye Junbo.

The student had surpassed the teacher.

Ye Junbo, though proud of his disciple, couldn’t help but mutter inwardly: luckily he had a loving wife and a cherished son—otherwise, with Zhan Yin setting the standard so high, it would be hard for him to keep up.

“All right,” Hai Tong replied.

Mu Qing told the twins to say goodbye to Hai Tong.

The little brother and sister waved their hands politely.

Then Mu Qing led them out of Hai Tong’s room.

Downstairs, Ye Junbo was still chatting with the Zhan family.

Seeing Mu Qing bringing the kids down, he nodded apologetically to the old lady and the others, then stood up and walked over to pick up his daughter.

Ye Yao immediately stretched his arms out, wanting a hug too.

Ye Junbo, who had turned around while holding his daughter, heard his son anxiously call, “Dad.” He looked back and saw the little hands reaching up, so he scooped up his son as well.

Mu Qing teased him, “You’re being too obvious with your favoritism.”

“In the past, you always carried our son, and I held our daughter. I didn’t think much of it then.”
“In the past, you held our son and I held our daughter. I never thought much of it,” Mu Qing said.

Ye Junbo tried to defend himself against the accusation of favoritism.

He often did favor his daughter, though of course, he loved his son just as much.

Soon, the little brother and sister were ready to go play in the yard.

Ye Junbo set them down on the ground.

The old lady waved at them and instructed the housekeeper to bring out toys for the twins.

Jun Yan walked over and climbed into the old lady’s lap, asking to be held.

Meanwhile, Ye Yao stood in front of the coffee table and reached out with his soft, tiny hands to grab fruit from the bowl.

None of the adults stopped him—he helped himself quite naturally.

Ye Yao picked up a piece of fruit, took a bite, tasted the sweetness, and then began to eat more seriously.

Mu Qing and Ye Junbo returned to their seats.

Seeing her son helping himself to food, Mu Qing said a little sheepishly, “Ye Yao takes after me—he’s a foodie.”

Her daughter was more reserved.

But her son was a true food lover. If he saw food and didn’t get any, he’d cry as if the sky were falling, until he was out of breath.

The old lady said dotingly, “That’s called having the blessing of food. Being able to eat well is a good thing.”

“Yan Yan, what would you like to eat? Grandma will get it for you.”

Jun Yan glanced at the fruit and snacks, but didn’t say what she wanted. Instead, she turned and began playing with the necklace the old lady was wearing.

Noticing her interest, the old lady took it off and handed it to her, saying she was giving it to her.

Mu Qing, now the esteemed lady of Fengchen Villa, had seen all kinds of fine jewelry—nothing surprised her anymore.