Nangong Yichen raised an eyebrow and asked coolly, "Is there a difference?"
"..." Chu Lingzhi was left speechless by his question.
Was there a difference?
Say there wasn't, and yet there was a slight one.
Say there was, and yet it seemed like there wasn't.
"Exactly, whether I said it or he said it, the result is the same—having you all is our blessing," Chu Junyu said, then grinned cheekily at Nangong Yehen. "Daddy, is it fragrant?"
Nangong Yehen nodded. "Fragrant." Then he flashed a seductive smile at Chu Lingzhi. "But not as fragrant as your mommy."
"Of course," Chu Junyu said, getting narcissistic again. "Mommy is the most fragrant and most beautiful woman in the world."
Chu Lingzhi was speechless. When that kid praised her, why did it sound like he was praising himself?
The father and son took turns complimenting her, and Chu Lingzhi felt embarrassed.
Especially with Nangong Yehen's gaze—sometimes ambiguous, sometimes seductive, and other times as if he was plotting something...
With such a rich array of expressions, Chu Lingzhi couldn't tell which was real and which was fake.
Forget it, let them say whatever they wanted. Spending a few hours here was boring enough; if they didn't chat about trivial things to pass the time, they'd be even more bored.
Better to go chat with the little treasure, who was sensible and not narcissistic.
Just as Chu Lingzhi turned around, her smiling face suddenly changed drastically.
"Yichen, watch out!" She lunged forward and scooped up Nangong Yichen, who was standing there.
Chu Lingzhi moved too quickly, and as she picked up Nangong Yichen, her foot slipped on some small gravel.
She fell to the ground, but she made sure to shield Nangong Yichen to the side.
A sudden sharp pain shot through the palm she used to brace herself.
"Ah..."
She winced in pain, turning her head to see that the snake that would have bitten Nangong Yichen had sunk its fangs into the back of her hand.
Chu Junyu and Nangong Yehen didn't yet know why she was so alarmed.
But seeing her frown in pain, Nangong Yehen's heart tightened. Ignoring his own injuries, he quickly got up.
Nangong Yichen thought she had just hurt herself from the fall and, afraid of burdening her, quickly stepped back two paces.
At first, Nangong Yehen also thought she had fallen and gotten hurt. He lifted her up, only then noticing a brownish-yellow snake on the ground!
Chu Junyu and Nangong Yichen spotted the snake too.
It was a long snake, about two meters in length.
"Mommy!"
Chu Junyu called out to Chu Lingzhi in worry.
"Were you bitten by a snake?" Nangong Yehen quickly noticed the wound on the back of her left hand.
A flicker of tension crossed Nangong Yichen's handsome face. His gaze turned cold as he grabbed the submachine gun.
Bang!
The snake's head was instantly blown into a mangled mess.
Chu Lingzhi was startled by the sudden gunshot.
Nangong Yehen anxiously helped her sit by the tent and, without a word, lifted her hand to suck out the venom.
"It hurts..." Chu Lingzhi winced in pain, looking at him in surprise.
"Master Nangong, what are you doing? You shouldn't be moving around right now—lie back down!"
Nangong Yehen ignored her, sucking out the blood, mouthful after mouthful.
Chu Junyu brought over the medical kit, crouched beside her, and asked nervously, "Mommy, which medicines do you need? Just say the word, and I'll get them."
Nangong Yichen stood there, watching her anxiously.
If it weren't for her, he would be the one bitten by the snake now.
For his sake, she willingly took the pain and injury.
If this snake was highly venomous and something happened to her, what would he do?
Suddenly, a deep fear washed over him...