Chapter 178: Is Wen Zhanyan Fighting For Her Favor?

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

However, Yu Xiaobao knew very well that this was Wen Zhanyan.

Wen Jin fell silent for a moment before explaining calmly, “He’s my son, Wen Zhanyan. I’ll take you to meet him, and you can call him Brother Zhanyan.” “Good!” Yu Xiaobao was quite adaptable.

Wen Jin nodded without saying much. He naturally carried Yu Xiaobao and walked toward the door.

It seemed like Yu Xiaobao was following Wen Jin. She didn’t need to walk. Wen Jin was her support.

As the father and daughter exited, Wen Zhanyan happened to enter. Wen Zhanyan observed Wen Jin’s gentle and doting attitude towards Yu Xiaobao. He stood there with a half-smile, not saying anything.

However, Wen Jin seemed to be evaluating Wen Zhanyan’s emotional response as he looked at him.

When Yu Xiaobao spotted Wen Zhanyan, she spoke sweetly, “Brother Zhanyan, uncle said I could call you that. I’m Yu Xiaobao. Nice to meet you.”

She climbed down from Wen Jin’s arms and ran toward Wen Zhanyan.

Wen Jin felt a bit nervous, fearing that Wen Zhanyan might reject Yu Xiaobao. After all, Wen Zhanyan didn’t like physical contact, whether from adults or children.

However, Wen Jin was surprised by Wen Zhanyan’s response to Yu Xiaobao.

When Wen Zhanyan looked at Yu Xiaobao, he was extraordinarily gentle. “Hello, Xiaobao.”

“Brother Zhanyan, Daddy made a lot of delicious food,” Yu Xiaobao immediately held Wen Zhanyan’s hand.

“Daddy?” Wen Zhanyan raised an eyebrow.

“Yes, your daddy,” Yu Xiaobao replied confidently.

She understood that Wen Zhanyan was subtly reminding her not to reveal too much. But Yu Xiaobao’s sweet demeanor and words wouldn’t get her into trouble. No one would take issue with anything she said.

Wen Zhanyan raised an eyebrow but remained composed, silently observing Yu Xiaobao.

Yu Xiaobao realized that Wen Zhanyan wanted to know when she had arrived. She blinked, indicating that it wasn’t the best place to discuss it.

Wen Zhanyan naturally understood and nodded, seeming somewhat indifferent. “Let’s have breakfast.”

“Alright.” Yu Xiaobao was still quite assertive.

Unlike Wen Zhanyan’s condition after recovering from his fever, Yu Xiaobao was full of energy.

Even though Wen Zhanyan’s fever had subsided, he was still somewhat weak, and his complexion wasn’t great.

Yu Xiaobao looked at Wen Zhanyan seriously. “Brother Zhanyan, are you feeling unwell?”

“I’m fine. My fever has subsided,” Wen Zhanyan reassured her.

“Then you should eat more to stay healthy. My mommy is super talented. Let my mommy take a look at you. I’m sure you’ll be fine!” Yu Xiaobao praised Yu

Anwan.

“Alright,” Wen Zhanyan agreed.

Meanwhile, Yu Xiaobao had already pushed her favorite omelet in front of Wen Zhanyan.

Wen Zhanyan accepted it without changing his expression and began eating it in small bites.

Wen Jin couldn’t be more surprised.

Ironically, Wen Zhanyan detested eggs the most, in any form. He would refuse to eat them.

If eggs appeared on the table, Wen Zhanyan would promptly leave, without caring about anyone’s feelings.

Even if the Emperor were present, Wen Zhanyan wouldn’t yield.

But now, Wen Zhanyan was eating the food Yu Xiaobao had given him.

As Wen Jin observed, he increasingly felt that Yu Xiaobao and Wen Zhanyan were like twins. Otherwise, why would Wen Zhanyan naturally obey Yu Xiaobao?

After all, in the past, Wen Zhanyan wasn’t so easy to deal with.

However, Wen Jin didn’t show this surprise on his face. He coaxed Yu Xiaobao, ”

“If you give your omelet to Zhanyan, uncle will make you another one, okay?”

“Okay, thank you, uncle,” Yu Xiaobao sweetly replied with a smile.

Wen Jin tousled Yu Xiaobao’s hair and returned to the kitchen.

Yu Xiaobao watched as Wen Jin disappeared and scooted closer to Wen

Zhanyan.

Wen Zhanyan continued eating and asked casually, “Xiaobao, how did you get here?”

“I had a fever!” Yu Xiaobao stuck out her tongue. “I called Mommy, but Daddy answered, and then Daddy brought me here.”

Wen Zhanyan was somewhat surprised, but he quickly nodded in understanding without saying anything.

It was a twist of fate as if it had been destined.

But soon, Wen Zhanyan suddenly remembered something. “What about Dabao?”

“Don’t worry, he wasn’t discovered,” Yu Xiaobao waved her hand. “Then I heard Uncle Butler muttering that Uncle left early in the morning. I’m afraid he went to find Dabao. They’re only happy when we’re not around. They sit around and play games all day like it’s nighttime.”

Wen Zhanyan breathed a sigh of relief.

The two little ones lowered their heads and chatted, speaking softly so only they could hear.

To outsiders, though, their bond seemed strong, as if it were completely natural.

“What are you talking about?” Wen Jin asked casually, then placed a new omelet pancake in front of Yu Xiaobao. “Here’s your omelet, Xiaobao.” “Thank you, Uncle!” Yu Xiaobao replied crisply.

There was still a ring of milk around her mouth. When she smiled, her eyes resembled two crescent moons, making her especially adorable.

Wen Jin couldn’t help but reach for a tissue to wipe Yu Xiaobao’s face, but Wen Zhanyan was even quicker and had already taken care of it.

Wen Jin felt speechless.

Wen Zhanyan, on the other hand, remained calm and composed, acting as if nothing was amiss. “Daddy, I’d like some millet porridge.”

He didn’t spare Wen Jin a glance, his disdain couldn’t be clearer.

Wen Jin suddenly had a feeling that Wen Zhanyan was vying for his favor.

Yu Xiaobao could be coaxed by Wen Zhanyan, but he wouldn’t allow anyone else to touch him.

Was this a rebellion?

But, surprisingly, Yu Xiaobao also smiled at Wen Jin and said, “Uncle, I’d like a bit of millet porridge too. Mommy said millet porridge is the best for sick kids.”

Wen Jin’s expression immediately changed. He coaxed Yu Xiaobao in a fawning manner, “Alright, then Uncle will get you some millet porridge.”

Yu Xiaobao nodded eagerly, looking even more like a little groundhog as she munched on the omelet.

She sent Wen Jin away with a smile.

Wen Zhanyan covered his mouth and coughed lightly.

Yu Xiaobao immediately looked at Wen Zhanyan with concern. “Brother

Zhanyan, are you not feeling well?”

“No, just eat your food,” Wen Zhanyan replied in a hoarse voice.

Yu Xiaobao nodded and resumed eating. Wen Zhanyan watched her, feeling content.

For all these years, the Wen family had been too quiet, almost lifeless. Yu Xiaobao was like the brightest star, appearing in your life and illuminating the darkest nights..