Stealing Your Heart (Lin Xinyan) novel Chapter 574

Stealing Your Heart Chapter 574

Baymax’s fur was soft and smooth, and it enjoyed the moments where others caressed its jaw and head.

Zong Yanxi held Zhou Chunchun’s hand, stroking Baymax’s fur. Baymax, like the obedient dog it was, quietly sat by their leg and let them stroke its fur.

Its beady eyes narrowed as it enjoyed their touch. Once in a while, it would even rub its head against Zhou Chunchun’s palm.

It was adorable.

Zhou Chunchun’s thumping heart calmed down. She giggled, “It’s cute when it’s not growling.”

“Right?” Zong Yanxi tugged Zhou Chunchun. “Come. Let me bring you to my room.”

Zhou Chunchun hesitated. “Won’t that be inappropriate?”

Mom said I have to be polite when I’m at someone else’s house. I can’t possibly go to someone’s room.

“What’s wrong with it? If you’re here, you must be Mommy or Daddy’s friend, right?”

Zhou Chunchun gave her words a thought. She’s right. Bai Yinning’s friend is my friend.

Thus, Zong Yanxi dragged her to her room.

Meanwhile, Lin Xinyan was helping Aunt Yu wash the vegetables because she did not want the latter to tire herself out. However, she only managed to wash some before Aunt Yu chased her out of her kitchen, stating that she was only causing more troubles.

Aunt Yu just did not want Lin Xinyan to do any work.

With no other options, Lin Xinyan left the kitchen. She spotted her shopping bags on the couch, and she took them upstairs to Qin Ya’s room.

When she entered, she saw Qin Ya awake. Zong Yanchen was beside her, playing games.

She furrowed her brows as she looked at the boy. “Aunt Qin Ya has to rest. Why are you playing games here?”

Before Zong Yanchen could explain, Qin Ya said on his behalf, “I told him to stay. I’ve slept for many hours. I’m not sleepy now. It’s too boring, and he can keep me company here.”

Lin Xinyan walked over to place her hand on her forehead. It was not cold; her forehead still felt warm. As people with fever needed to drink more fluids, she asked, “Are you thirsty?”

“No.” Qin Ya pointed at the bottle on the bedside table. “I almost finished an entire bottle. Dinner is soon, and I plan to eat it. If I keep drinking, I’ll be full.”

Lin Xinyan realized the other woman was in a good mood. She seemed to be unaffected, and Lin Xinyan started doubting her thoughts.

She had wanted to ask Qin Ya about what happened at the temple, but her son was still around. Instead, she hung the clothes she bought for her.

Qin Ya smiled. “Sorry about your wallet today.”

“Sure. Remember to return me the money,” Lin Xinyan joked.

Half-lying down, Qin Ya mumbled, “I don’t have money. If you really want me to pay you back, I’ll pay you with me.”

“I don’t want that,” Lin Xinyan huffed in dramatic disdain.

“I don’t eat a lot, and I can work. Please take me in.”

Lin Xinyan promptly answered, “No thanks.”

She then placed the new pajamas and undergarments into the pail. The undergarments had to be washed before they could be worn.

When Qin Ya saw Lin Xinyan washing her clothes for her, her throat tightened. She’s too nice to me.

She’s treating me like her little sister. Lin Xinyan’s actions melted Qin Ya’s heart.

“Oh no, I lost. Aunt Yanyan, it’s your turn.” Zong Yanchen turned his tablet around and handed it to Qin Ya.

Qin Ya tucked her emotions away and put on a smile. “You lost quickly.”

They were playing a game similar to verbal scrabble, except that the next player had to connect the last word. The longer they played it, the more difficult it became.

Zong Yanchen pointed at the idiom he had failed to connect and asked, “What does this mean?”

Qin Ya went silent.

Although she was born here, she had been raised overseas. In other words, she was unfamiliar with idioms.

“Let’s change a game,” she suggested.