"I'm going to invite Enxi-jiejie," said Xia Liqin as he massaged his knuckles while he watched his sister treat Han Yizhou's busted lower lip. Luckily, she found an ointment from the first-aid kit.

"Alright, we'll meet in the lobby then," Lu Mengjie replied without giving him a glance. She was so focused on applying an ointment on her husband's lips. Her face was only a few inches away so if her brother moved a bit on the side just to change the angle of his sighting, he would have mistaken them for kissing… for making out!

Xia Liqin pursed his lips as he watched the couple. Oh, how he wished he could pull them apart. It irked him to see his precious sister being taken advantage of by an old man. He was a pedophile! If not, then why would he agree to marry a woman who is almost two decades younger than him? He may be handsome and look younger than his age but that didn't change a thing!

He was trying his best to control himself from calling the police. He wanted them to pick Han Yizhou and lock him in a cellar where he could never come out ever again! He should rot in hell!

Although at the same time, he knew that if he did that, his sister would only scold him further. Han Yizhou was already destroying Xia Liqin's relationship with his sister. The younger man couldn't help but sulk at the thought that he was not going to be his sister's favorite anymore.

Poor boy.

And so, Lu Mengjie's younger brother left the room with his head hanging long.

When the couple was finally left alone, Han Yizhou took advantage and pulled his wife against him, making her sit on his lap. "Do you want to take a bath with me?"

Her cheeks flushed. Take a bath? She knew that they would end up doing more than that. They were deprived of each other for so long.

"Next time darling," she replied, rejecting him.

As if knowing what she was thinking, he couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

"But I will need to take a bath. Without you," she added.

"Yes, yes. I'll have Jiachen pick a new set of clothes for you." He finally released her from his hold. "You go on ahead. After breakfast, I want to take you somewhere."

"I need to go back, Yizhou. I need to be with our son. My step-mother is already scolding me for being an irresponsible parent." Her shoulders slumped upon recalling Bella Qin's words.

Han Yizhou became quiet, not saying anything upon hearing her words. He almost forgot that they have a child. The only time he was able to see their son was when she gave birth to him. There was still a small doubt in himself whenever he thought of the child even though he had already accepted him as his own. Although it was not like Han Yizhou had a choice though. He shouldn't deprive the child of his mother. "I'll drop you later."

"There's no need. I used Jingye's car last night so I can just drive myself home."

"It'll be nice if you can drive me too," he mumbled to himself. Despite that, the woman who was sitting on his lap was able to hear it, only deepening the blush on her cheeks.

Lu Mengjie decided to keep quiet and help back instead. She wanted to drive him alright. But that has to wait right now.

…

Arriving at the lobby, Lu Mengjie was wearing a white A-line dress with sunflower patterns on the skirt part. Along with her, her husband wore a white polo shirt, the sleeves folded until his elbows. It may not be intentional but the moment other people's eyes landed on them, they couldn't help but see the two in simple couple attire. They were naturally eye-catching, a couple who looked perfect as they walked side by side with each other while their hands entwined together.

They approached a short-length, blond-haired woman. Shi Enxi was sitting at the couch, wearing black maternity pants and a light blue, turtleneck sleeveless blouse. Her right hand was stroking her baby bump while her left hand was holding a phone. Her thumb was tapping at the screen, looking as if she was chatting with someone.

Beside her, Xia Liqin was sitting, wearing a black hoodie that was partnered with another black pair of pants. He was clothed in black that Lu Mengjie couldn't help but notice the gloominess all around him.

"You look like you're about to go to a death funeral, Qinqing," said Lu Mengjie with a light tone, trying to brighten up the mood.

Hearing her voice, Shi Enxi arched her neck to level her sight at the couple who stood in front of them. Xia Liqin already told her about what happened to him and his sister. She cast her intense gaze at the man who stood beside her niece. Looks aside, she could already tell that he was not a simple man. Heck, all the men around Lu Mengjie were never simple.

"Xixi, meet my husband, Yong Liwei."

"As I have been told," Shi Enxi replied with a small smile. She was looking at them with eyes that didn't like to beat around the bush. Unlike Xia Liqin, she didn't have a bad reaction after Lu Mengjie introduced Han Yizhou as her husband. The only thing that was bothering her was what she said yesterday. One thing was for sure, this man was not a part of the Bai family. Didn't she tell them that she loved her husband?

Shi Enxi was sharper than anyone, she was quick to connect certain information and make an understanding out of it. She was just Han Yizhou focused more on details of each person's speech.

"So who is your real husband, Mengmeng? This guy or Bai Jingye?" The question was a trap and Lu Mengjie realized this. If it was going to be a battle of brains, Lu Mengjie would willingly admit defeat. Shi Enxi's mind was on another level. A genius in terms of setting a trap for her enemies. On the other hand, Lu Mengjie was more of a straightforward type.

Unlike Shi Enxi who was like a cat that would prefer to play around with her enemies before eating them, Lu Mengjie preferred a pretenseless attack. One hit. One kill. No playing. Straight to the point. The only common thing about them when they were facing a person they viewed as their adversary was… they were both patient enough before making a move. They didn't care how long it would take. The moment they were given a chance to strike, they would never waste it.

The best way to reply to her was by averting the topic into something else. Lu Mengjie knew that if she answered either Han Yizhou or Bai Jingye, that would only mean that the things she had told them yesterday were mostly to cover up her real situation.

As if knowing what she was going to do, Shi Enxi continued, "did you really have amnesia or is it one of your games?"

Noticing the pressure his wife was getting from the other woman, Han Yizhou finally decided to take a step in between. "Let's not talk about that right now. I'm pretty sure that you must be starving right now."

"Yes. We're starving. Starving for truth," she retorted. "So Mengjie, I believe we deserve an explanation."

Lu Mengjie finally sighed in defeat. There was no escaping Shi Enxi's questions. One way or another, she would still need to tell them the truth.

"Can we first have our breakfast? We can talk about this while eating." Besides, she didn't want to delay her stay any longer. She needed to go home.

"Very well." She finally said.

…

Meanwhile, back in the Bai mansion in Kyoto.

Bella Qin was in the middle of changing Little Peanut's diapers. Lucky enough, the infant was still like a log so she was able to quickly change them.

Behind the woman, a man was seen leaning against the doorpost. Bai Jingye.

"Are you done yet?" The man asked, impatiently.

Bella Qin's brow twitched. Can't he see that she was in the middle of changing the baby's clothes?

"What do you want?" She finally asked while she continued tending the infant. She had already noticed him the moment he took a step inside the room but she remained quiet, ignoring him. She was hoping that he would leave her shortly but no. Bai Jingye stayed and even stared as if he was boring holes on her back.

"Compensation for what you have stolen from me last night."

She finally turned and flashed him a murderous look. "I didn't steal anything." In fact, it was him who stole from her! He stole a kiss! Just at the reminder of what happened last night, instead of blushing, she inwardly frowned in disgust. She forced out a tight-lipped, fake smile.

He took a step forward. "Then should I make you remember?"