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After Xie Jingchen left, Yan Jinsu almost got confused understanding her husband’s unfinished words.
Fortunately, right after that, the twins woke up. She then devoted herself to soothing them and completely forgot what her husband had said.
Therefore, when Xie Jingchen returned home after 2 a.m., what he saw was his little wife breastfeeding again,
and his face immediately darkened.
Jiang Xiaoying, who was a bit dazed from sleep and had just woken up to look after the twins, was still confused, but seeing her employer’s unhappy expression, she understood.
Seeing that Xiaojiu and Xiao Shi had finished their milk, she didn’t need anyone to tell her what to do. She immediately took the baby basket away.
This situation wasn’t new; ever since Ni had completed her month of confinement, almost every time her employer came back, he would have the twins moved out of the room.
Jiang Xiaoying was used to it by now. As soon as Xie Jingchen returned, she truly became the nanny.
"Uh, husband, you’re back. Are you tired? You should wash up and go to sleep early..."
Yan Jinsu, upon seeing her husband return, continued her task at hand in a daze, her tone sounding as if she was talking in her sleep.
Yan Jinsu had breastfed halfway and slept with the twins for about two hours, and it wasn’t nearly enough—
You see, she had been threatened and kidnapped twice in succession, and in between, she barely had any rest, plus with all the anxiety. Now back in the comfort of her own bed, all she wanted to do was sleep.
At this time, she didn’t even open her eyes. Hearing the babies cry, she just habitually wiped away, held Bao’er and started breastfeeding, oblivious to her husband’s mood.
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