Hidden Marriage: A Heaven-sent Billionaire Husband

2141 Twins

Su Zhuoqian nodded and praised him seriously. “How brave!”

“I can even coax myself to sleep!”

Xiao Bao puffed out his chest.

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“How sensible.” Qiao Weiyang praised.

“Then I’ll go to bed myself! Good night, Daddy and Mommy!” After saying that, Xiao Bao ran upstairs. He did not notice the smile on Su Zhuoqian’s lips.

Jingyun couldn’t help but snort. What a brat. He was fooled by such a small trick and went to bed.

His rank was really too low.

Jingyun snorted and rubbed his ankle.

Although Qiao Weiyang didn’t deliberately approach Jingyun, she immediately noticed his actions.

“Jingyun, what’s wrong?” Qiao Weiyang walked over.

Jingyun pursed his lips and did not say anything.

Qiao Weiyang sat down beside him.

Jingyun’s lips curled up when he smelled her especially elegant scent.

Su Zhuoqian stood up and strode over. His figure enveloped Jingyun.

He frowned slightly, and his jawline tightened. “Does it hurt? Do you want to go to the hospital?”

“No. I want water.”

Su Zhuoqian looked at him steadily for two seconds before going over to get him water.

Jingyun took it and took two sips.

Su Zhuoqian had just taken the cup and placed it on the coffee table when he heard Jingyun say, “I want to read ‘A Brief History of Time.’ It’s in my room.”

Su Zhuoqian’s body froze.

Jingyun looked at him honestly and innocently. “Is that okay?”

“Sure,” Su Zhuoqian said through gritted teeth.

A victorious smile appeared on Jingyun’s face as he watched Su Zhuoqian go upstairs.

Suddenly, he felt a playful gaze on his face. He hurriedly turned his head and saw Qiao Weiyang looking at him meaningfully. He felt a little uncomfortable. “What?”

“Can you show me your leg?” Qiao Weiyang stretched out her fingers. Her slender fingertips were so fair that they were almost transparent.

“No.” He pursed his lips and refused.

From the corner of his eye, he glimpsed at Qiao Weiyang and found that she did not leave because of his refusal. The corners of his pursed lips relaxed a little.

Qiao Weiyang held her teacup and slowly drank her water, waiting for Su Zhuoqian to bring the book down.

Jingyun stole another look at her.

At this moment, Su Zhuoqian had already gotten his book and was walking toward the stairs.

“My leg hurts a little. Can you accompany me upstairs?” Jingyun said to Qiao Weiyang before he came.

He had a feeling that Qiao Weiyang would definitely not carry him.

He had always hated being carried even though in the past, he had a problem with his leg and needed to be carried.

However, forget it. It did not matter if she did not carry him. He was just letting her know that his methods were better than Xiao Bao’s.

Qiao Weiyang put down her teacup and reached out to pick him up.

Caught off guard, Jingyun blushed.

Ever since he could remember, he had always walked by himself. Whether he walked fast or slow, he had never shown any abnormality in his legs, nor had he ever been like Xiao Bao. After learning how to act spoiled, Xiao Bao had been using it as a means.

Hence, he had not been carried much.

He thought that Qiao Weiyang would have gotten him to walk by himself.

However, Qiao Weiyang’s arms were really soft. She had an elegant and sweet fragrance. It was not strong and could not be smelled unless one got close, but it was very strong. Jingyun could smell it every time.

When Su Zhuoqian looked up, he was a little stunned to see Qiao Weiyang carrying Jingyun.

This child…

“I’ll accompany Jingyun up,” Qiao Weiyang said softly. “Rest first.”

Qiao Weiyang passed by Su Zhuoqian.

Su Zhuoqian and Jingyun looked at each other.

Sparks flew between the two’s eyes.

A smile appeared on Qiao Weiyang’s lips. She placed Jingyun on the bed and asked, “Can I look at your leg now?”

“No.” Jingyun still refused.

It was as if every time he opened his mouth, the first word he said would be ‘no’.

This time, Qiao Weiyang did not retract her hand. Her palm was in midair, and she looked like she would not put it down until she achieved her goal.

Jingyun finally placed his foot on it.

“Why won’t you show it to me?” Qiao Weiyang asked.

“There won’t be any results anyway. More than 80% of the people I’ve known since I was young are doctors.”

Qiao Weiyang was amused by him. She hooked his chin and said, “Are you that old? Those who don’t know better would think you’re in your 70s or 80s.”

“I’m four years old and almost five years old!”

“Yes, let me calculate. You’re four or five years old. You’re almost one-fifth as old as me.”

Jingyun snorted and didn’t say anything.

“If I give you results, will you be willing to take the medicine?”

“No!”

“Would you rather stay like this?”

“The value of a person doesn’t lie in whether their body is completely healthy or not.”

“But if there’s a chance to be completely healthy, why not?”

Jingyun looked up. “But I don’t care.”

“But I care.” As Qiao Weiyang touched the bones of his leg seriously, she said, “You and Xiao Bao are both my sons. My sons have to be fine. If I can make them fine, why not?”

Hearing her gentle tone when she said ‘my sons’, Jingyun’s face froze for a second.

Then, he said, “Who’s your son?”

“Whether you admit it or not, you’ll still be my sons after I marry Su Zhuoqian.” Qiao Weiyang smiled at him. “Unless you’re strong enough to make Su Zhuoqian listen to you, the fact won’t change.”

“Do you think that I have no choice but to be obedient because I’m still young?” Jingyun snorted.

“It has nothing to do with your age. Jingyun, you’re our son. We have the responsibility to take good care of you and let you have no regrets. The medicine now isn’t all that important, so it’s fine if you refuse to take it. But if you refuse to take useful medicine, I’ll tie you up and force you to take it no matter what.”

“How dare you?!”

“Let’s see if I dare!”

Jingyun lowered his head and panted in frustration.

Qiao Weiyang’s tone softened. “Your leg hurts because your meridians are a little unstable. I just gave you a physical massage, so it shouldn’t hurt anymore. If it still hurts at night, apply this ointment.”

She took a bottle of ointment out of her clothes and placed it on the table.

“However, if you can endure it, there’s no need to use it. It’s up to you.”

Qiao Weiyang stood up. “I’m going to rest. Do as you see fit.”

After Qiao Weiyang left for a long time, Jingyun slowly got out of bed. She was not completely lying when she said that his leg was hurting just now.

Because of this congenital illness, his leg would indeed hurt from time to time.

As there was no cure, he knew that there was no point in crying out in pain, so he endured it himself.

Fortunately, he was born with a first-rate ability to endure pain, so he did not feel much discomfort.