The Revenge of the Reborn Supreme Sovereign

"Hey, Mrs. Wang, Qin Fan’s car is back. Where is he?" Wei Shuying asked the nanny, Mrs. Wang, as she carried bags of all sizes into the villa, having heard no sign of Qin Fan.

"Madam, the Young Master said he went up to his room," Mrs. Wang said sheepishly as she came out to greet them.

"What is that little rascal up to now? Alright, Mrs. Wang, you can go and rest," Wei Shuying said with a smile and a nod.

"Yes, Madam. I’ll go back to my room then. Please call me if you need anything."

As Mrs. Wang spoke, she turned and walked toward the guest room on the first floor.

"Ah—wait a moment, Mrs. Wang!" Wei Shuying suddenly called out to her.

Still feeling the weight of her previous anxieties, Mrs. Wang shuddered with panic at the sudden call.

She turned back guiltily. "Madam!"

"Here, take this. I bought this coat for you. I saw it while shopping with Yinuo and thought it would suit you, so I picked it up. Try it on, see if it fits," Wei Shuying said, handing over a shopping bag.

"Madam! I—I—this is—!" Staring at the bag, which clearly contained a luxury item, Mrs. Wang choked up with astonishment.

"Oh, just take it! You’re part of our family now, and there’s no need for such formalities! Go on, try it on and see if it fits," Wei Shuying smiled, patting Mrs. Wang’s arm.

This woman had endured countless forms of oppression, suffering, and mockery. Yet, even after becoming the queen of Jiangzhou thanks to her son’s status, she still retained her affable and down-to-earth nature in her daily life.

"Madam, I—!" Trembling, tears welled up in Mrs. Wang’s eyes.

"If you don’t take it, I’ll actually get angry! Yinuo is watching. You don’t want to embarrass me, do you?" Wei Shuying pressed.

"Mrs. Wang, please accept Auntie’s kindness," Jiang Yinuo chimed in with a cheerful smile.

"Alright, alright! Thank you, Madam. Thank you, Miss Yinuo!"

With trembling hands, Mrs. Wang accepted the shopping bag. After pulling the coat out, she instinctively looked for the price tag. It was gone. She figured the Madam had removed it beforehand, likely fearing the price would shock her.

Touching the obviously expensive, high-quality fabric, Mrs. Wang looked up at Wei Shuying and Jiang Yinuo before slowly putting the coat on.

"Wow, Mrs. Wang, that coat really suits you! Yinuo, look, doesn’t Mrs. Wang look several years younger in this?" Wei Shuying said, putting an arm around Jiang Yinuo as she admired the fit.

As Jiang Yinuo nodded and smiled in agreement, a deeply embarrassed Mrs. Wang thanked them repeatedly before retreating to her bedroom.

"Yinuo, go upstairs and find that rascal," Wei Shuying said to Jiang Yinuo with a smile after Mrs. Wang had left. "His room is the second one on the right. Go see what he’s up to."

"Okay, I’ll head up now."

With her agreement, and an encouraging nod and smile from Wei Shuying, Jiang Yinuo started up the stairs.

Her heart began to thump wildly.

Actually, when I agreed to come home with Qin Fan, it felt as if I’d already prepared myself for something.

As she made her way toward Qin Fan’s bedroom, she grew increasingly nervous.

She found it. The second door on the right.

KNOCK. KNOCK. KNOCK.

Jiang Yinuo raised her hand and knocked on Qin Fan’s door. "Qin Fan, are you in there?" she called out softly.

"I’m here! The door’s unlocked, come on in!" Qin Fan’s voice came from the bathroom.

Placing her hand on the doorknob, Jiang Yinuo took a long, deep breath before pushing the door open and stepping inside.

At that moment, Qin Fan walked out of the bathroom, wrapped in a bathrobe.

"Yinuo, how did you finish shopping so quickly?" Qin Fan asked with a smile as he towel-dried his hair.

"Look at the time! If we shopped any longer, all the stores would be closed," Jiang Yinuo said with a hint of exasperation.

"I completely forgot! By the way, I brought your backpack in and hung your clothes in the wardrobe. It’s been a long day of flying and shopping, so go take a shower first," Qin Fan said with a light laugh.

"Okay," Jiang Yinuo’s voice trembled slightly as she replied.

In the spacious room, the memory of that day at the Jinling Grand Hotel suddenly flooded her mind. Her cheeks flushed hotly.

Without another word or even grabbing a change of clothes, she walked straight into the bathroom.

The door clicked shut. There was the rustle of clothes being removed, followed by the rhythmic hiss of the shower.

Listening to the sounds, Qin Fan felt a stir of restlessness.

This isn’t like that time at the Jinling Grand Hotel. Jiang Yinuo was in a special state back then. Now, however, this feels more like the prelude to a classic, intimate scenario!

Suppressing the rising heat within him, Qin Fan glanced at the firmly shut door but refrained from using his Eyes of Golden Flame to peek at the scene inside.

Instead, he called out, "Yinuo, you go ahead and wash up! I’m going to go downstairs and chat with Mom for a bit. Otherwise, she’ll scold me for having a wife and forgetting my mother!"

"Okay, go ahead," Jiang Yinuo’s voice, tinged with a slight tremor, replied from the bathroom, her whole body feeling warm.

Noticing the nervousness in her voice, Qin Fan smiled to himself and said no more, heading straight out of the room.

Downstairs in the living room, Qin Chu and Wei Shuying were sitting on the sofa, having come inside as well. They were talking about something, strange smiles on their faces.

Not wanting to eavesdrop, Qin Fan called out from the second-floor landing, "Dad, Mom!" He then started down the stairs.

"Where’s Yinuo?" Wei Shuying asked, looking at Qin Fan’s devil-may-care demeanor.

"She’s taking a shower. It’s been a while since the three of us just sat and talked. Come on, Mom, Dad, let your son have a good chat with you," Qin Fan said with a grin, plopping down between them and draping an arm over each of their shoulders.

"Where did you pick up that Northeastern accent? And all this talk of ’having a good chat’? Does anyone around here talk like that?" Wei Shuying said, laughingly slapping his leg.

"Ah, an accent is an accent! Mom, Dad, are things at No.1 Group too much? I’m telling you two, you can’t work yourselves too hard! If you do, I’ll have to pull Spirit Water No. 1 and Spirit Fruit No. 1 from the market! My conscience couldn’t take it, making you run around like that. It would be unfilial," Qin Fan said with a lazy, relaxed smile.

At this moment, he looked just like a regular kid at home, completely devoid of his usual sharp edges. Anyone who hadn’t seen his true self would find it hard to believe this was the same prodigy who had stirred up storm after storm in the Martial World.

"Qin Fan, I have to criticize you a little. You’ve gotten a big head! A really big head! Our No.1 Group’s daily profits are in the hundreds of millions. That’s quite a boast you just made! Besides, your dad and I aren’t that old yet. Retiring now to enjoy life would make us a laughingstock. If you want us to retire, that’s fine. We’ll retire once we have a grandchild to dote on. You won’t even have to ask! The real question is," Wei Shuying’s gaze turned incredibly sly, "can you give us a grandchild to hold anytime soon?"