Chapter 137

Chapter 137

"Auntie Qi Ji, shall we do some math together?"

"Sure."

"Sister Yin Yin, will you be working later?"

"I don't have any work to do. I'll take you to visit the martial arts school across the street later."

"Great."

Zhengzheng, with his childlike innocence, was having a super fun time with Qi Ji. Shen Yin felt like she was a bit out of place in their conversation.

"Auntie, I can sing 'Twinkle Twinkle Little Star,' you know?"

"Can you sing it for Auntie?"

"Yes, but Zhengzheng hasn't sung it for Mommy yet. Zhengzheng will sing it for Mommy first, and then for Auntie, okay?"

Upon hearing this, Qi Ji felt a pang of envy. Zhengzheng was truly Shen Yin's protective jacket.

Not only did it shield her from the wind, but it also provided her with immense warmth.

Shen Yin was incredibly touched by Zhengzheng's words. Even though he was having a blast with his new friend, he didn't forget to share his good times with her first.

"Mommy's here, Zhengzheng. You can sing now." Shen Yin approached Zhengzheng and Qi Ji.

Zhengzheng cleared his throat like a little adult, "Twinkle, twinkle, little star, how I wonder what you are."

As Zhengzheng sang, his small body started to move, standing up from the carpet.

"Well done, Zhengzheng! Nice!" Qi Ji clapped her hands.

Shen Yin had never taught Zhengzheng to sing, so she had no idea why he could.

"Zhengzheng, your song is so beautiful. Mommy wants to learn it too." Shen Yin spoke up.

Zhengzheng looked a little troubled: "Mommy, that's all Zhengzheng knows."

Qi Ji was almost dying of laughter on the side. She thought Zhengzheng could sing the whole song, but he only knew these three lines.

"Zhengzheng, who taught you this?" Qi Ji asked.

"It was the TV." Zhengzheng pointed at the television.

"There were babies like Zhengzheng on the TV, asking their daddy, 'Can you sing Twinkle Twinkle Little Star?' And Zhengzheng heard it."

"What a smart baby! You remembered it after just one listen, Zhengzheng. You're definitely going to be a top student."

"Auntie, what's a top student?"

Time flew quickly. The meal Qi Ji had at noon, prepared by Shen Yin, was so delicious that he couldn't stop praising it.

He kept flattering Shen Yin: "Sister, can I come to see you often? The food you make is so delicious."

"Is the food cooked by Xue Jingrui not tasty?"

"Wow, Sister, you're amazing. How do you know that Brother Jing Rui cooks every day?"

Shen Yin chuckled, of course, she knew from Xu Xiuhe.

"I calculated it. Do you believe me?"

"I do!" Qi Ji admired Shen Yin even more. Indeed, Sister Yin Yin was as multifaceted as Sister Shuyi had described—she knew everything and could even tell fortunes.

Seeing Qi Ji's innocence and naiveté, Shen Yin couldn't help but laugh: "You believe everything I say, don't you?"

"Because Sister is super amazing. Sister, can you predict when Brother Jing Rui and I will get divorced?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Yin could not laugh. Why would this little girl think of divorce? Has Xue Jingrui been mistreating her and making her upset?

"What happened? Did Xue Jingrui bully you?" Shen Yin was a bit worried. This little girl is so pure. If she is bullied and doesn't dare to speak out, that would be troublesome.

"He didn't bully me. Brother Jing Rui treats me very well, just like a real brother. But he's so nice to me that I'm afraid I'll get addicted. I worry that I'll have trouble adjusting after we divorce. So, I want to know when we can get divorced."

Qi Ji sighed, and continued: "Actually, the sooner, the better. That way, I won't feel so lost. I feel that I'm already a bit reluctant. He cooks for me every day, prepares snacks and fruits for me, and even covers me with a blanket at night. I'm becoming dependent on him."

Upon hearing this, Shen Yin realized that Xue Jingrui was like a father spoiling his daughter. Wait a moment, he goes to her room to cover her with a blanket at night?

"Don't you two sleep in the same room now?" Shen Yin asked. This was very similar to when she first arrived here.

Back then, she and Xu Xiuhe were not in the same room. Xu Xiuhe was also very kind to her. Well, not as kind as Xue Jingrui, but this little girl, like her, was thinking about divorce.

Qi Ji seemed somewhat bewildered, shaking her head. They had previously shared a room where Brother Jing Rui had also slept on the floor.

"Do you like him?" Shen Yin asked.

"I don't know, I think he is really great. When he is at home, I am very happy because I don't have to do anything," Qi Ji replied.

Recalling the conversation she had with Shu Yi, Shen Yin suspected that Qi Ji was also likely to have feelings for Xue Jingrui.

However, what was Xue Jingrui thinking? Was it as Xu Xiuhe had said, that he no longer liked Qi Yan, and that his slow reaction and lack of expression were just his way of dealing with the marriage?

"So, Sister, can you figure out when he and I will divorce?" Qi Ji asked, her eyes wide open, her face serious.

Shen Yin, who always had a low threshold for humor, found Qi Ji's earnest response to her offhand joke rather amusing. She wasn't a psychic; how could she possibly know when they would divorce?

"Qi Ji, marriage and feelings aren't something that can be calculated, they are nurtured by two people together," Shen Yin explained.

"I see."

But did Qi Ji really understand?