"What adorable children."
Watching the children disperse, listening to the cheerful laughter and chatter between the boys and girls, a gentle smile hung on Robin's face.
"Why? Do you like children very much?" Seeing the girl's sentimental expression, the corner of our Mr. Yun Fan's mouth curved slightly. He leaned his cheek forward and whispered softly beside Robin's ear.
"Mhm, I really enjoy the days spent with children. Children are angels, messengers sent by Xipe to the mortal world."
Robin clasped her hands lightly in front of her chest, the gentleness on her face growing even stronger.
Hearing these words, the smile on Yun Fan's face deepened. He gently tidied the hair beside the girl's ear, then asked in a voice full of temptation.
"Then, my Miss Robin, would you like to have one of your own?"
"Have one of my own? Sure… Eh?!"
Robin, who had come back to her senses, froze. She looked up at her fiancé in disbelief and asked softly.
"Fan… my ears were a bit uncomfortable just now, so I didn't quite catch what you said. Could you say it again?"
"Say it again? What did I just say?"
A puzzled look appeared on Yun Fan's face, as if those words had not come from him at all.
"That… that… about having a child… have… have…"
Robin's face grew redder and redder. By the end, her voice was as quiet as a mosquito. If Yun Fan's hearing weren't sharp enough, he probably wouldn't have been able to hear her clearly.
"Have what?"
The corner of the youth's mouth curved up. He naturally knew what Robin wanted to say, yet he still pretended to be confused.
"It's that… having…"
"Miss Robin."
Just as Robin, with a flushed face, was about to say those words, a deep, world-weary uncle-like voice suddenly came from behind the two of them, directly interrupting Robin's fully drawn bowstring.
Yun Fan: '...…'
Yun Fan turned around expressionlessly and stared at the middle-aged uncle who had ruined his moment. He really wanted to step forward and punch the guy twice. Couldn't this person read the atmosphere?
"Ah? Mr. Gallagher, good afternoon."
Interrupted by Gallagher, Robin's tensed nerves finally relaxed. Once calmed, the girl quickly sorted out the situation like a thinker.
Then, she slightly raised her head and glared at our Mr. Yun Fan with somewhat resentful eyes.
"Hahaha, actually this isn't my fault."
Facing Robin's glare attack, Yun Fan—who had skin as thick as the Wall of Crippling—spread his hands, looking completely unbothered.
"Sigh~"
Seeing this scene, our Miss Robin helplessly sighed. She knew it would turn out like this. In a sense, her fiancé was unexpectedly childish.
"Mr. Gallagher, is there something you need from us?"
Pulling her thoughts away from Yun Fan, the girl looked at the slovenly middle-aged uncle before her, tilted her head slightly, and asked.
"Mhm, I do have something. More accurately, I came to find this Mr. Yun Fan."
Gallagher did not hide it and openly admitted the purpose of his visit.
"Find me?"
Hearing Gallagher's words, a strange look appeared on Yun Fan's face. Why would Gallagher be looking for him? Could it be because of the Astral Express? After all, he was technically a Nameless on the surface.
...
Let us shift the scene back to the Xianzhou Luofu, Wutong Alley, inside Qingque's residence…
"Phew—! This lunch was so satisfying. Fan, your cooking is still the best!"
After lunch, our Miss Qingque lay sprawled shamelessly on the sofa, a satisfied expression on her face.
The Divination Commission, Jinren Alley, Exalting Sanctum, and even the hundreds of famous restaurants of all sizes around the Reverie Harbor—our Miss Qingque had tried them all. However, even the dishes made by the most experienced chefs who had worked for hundreds of years could not compare to even one-tenth of Yun Fan's cooking.
It could be said that under Yun Fan's feeding, Qingque's taste buds had been completely spoiled by gourmet food. Ordinary meals were now hard for the girl to swallow, let alone the coarse food of poor days.
"Ha, I'm full. I need to go to the Divination Commission. I probably won't be back until evening. Fan, I'll leave Miss Yunli in your care. Don't forget your manners, okay?"
Qingque gave Yun Fan a meaningful look.
"Hahaha, rest assured. I won't mistreat little Yunli."
How could our Mr. Yun Fan not understand Qingque's little thoughts?
Going to the Divination Commission? Since when did Qingque actively go to the Divination Commission? Honestly, although Qingque was the Vice Master Diviner, it was largely just in name.
The position of Vice Master Diviner of the Divination Commission was, to a large extent, an "empty post." Of course, this "empty post" did not mean Qingque had no authority in the Divination Commission, but rather that no one except Fu Xuan would assign her any work.
Therefore, our Miss Qingque was currently in a state of "fishing for three days and drying the net for two." Normally, unless Fu Xuan urged her, she would not take the initiative to go to the Divination Commission.
So rather than saying the girl suddenly wanted to go work at the Divination Commission, it was more accurate to say she was creating an opportunity for Yun Fan—an opportunity to win over Yunli.
"Wait, Miss Qingque, let me go with you… uh."
Yunli's words stopped halfway when she saw Qingque give her a meaningful look that seemed to say, 'What are you doing coming with me? I worked hard to create this chance for you.'
'Slam—!'
The front door of the house was forcefully closed from outside. Humming a tune with light steps, our Miss Qingque left.
In the living room, Yun Fan and Yunli sat facing each other. Without Qingque as a buffer, the atmosphere became slightly awkward.
Looking at the girl before him, Yun Fan hesitated for a few seconds before choosing to take the initiative.