The Reborn Aristocrat's Daughter-Chapter 850 - 810: Apologizing to the Wife (2)

Xiao Muli noticed something was amiss; he had to cajole her or he really might be banished to sleep in the study. If Xiao Muli were to be sent to a comfortable repose by Situ Xin, the men of the Situ and Loo Families would probably clap and cheer.

"Darling, I was wrong. I won’t do it again in the future, please forgive me this once." Xiao Muli hurriedly bowed his head in admission of his mistake.

Situ Xin wasn’t truly angry just now, only trying to scare Xiao Muli a bit. Seeing Xiao Muli’s good attitude in acknowledging his fault, she forgave him. "Alright, but don’t let it happen again."

"Yes, darling." Xiao Muli responded quickly, but in his heart, he had already planned out how to manage the three kids that night. Should he leave them in the spatial realm for Baibai to watch over? Or should he hand them over to the grandparents, or perhaps to his father-in-law and mother-in-law?

Xiao Muli was a bit unsure on how to decide on this issue. Sometimes, children being too popular is not necessarily a good thing. He knew that if he didn’t handle it well, his life henceforth might be fraught with hardships.

Situ Xin was busy playing with her three treasures and didn’t notice the various dilemmas and contradictions in Xiao Muli’s heart nearby.

Meanwhile, in several other parts of the Earth, the atmosphere in the highest leaders’ offices of certain countries was particularly somber.

The leaders of those countries had received news in the morning, summoned their relevant personnel to their offices, and unceremoniously berated them. Those who had just crawled out of bed, completely unaware of what had happened, were baffled by the scolding of their superiors. It was only after the rebuke and a careful recollection that they understood the situation.

Realizing what had happened, the informed crowd was utterly shocked, exclaiming that it was impossible. The net they had laid out had taken years to develop little by little, using a significant amount of manpower and resources. How could it possibly have been annihilated overnight?

However, upon reviewing the documents their superiors had thrown at them, they suddenly fell silent and shut their mouths.

The hard evidence was right in front of them; they had nothing more to say. The manifold resources and years of effort they had expended dissipated into nothing, vexing those involved from those several countries.

"President, who did this?" Almost simultaneously, in the presidential offices of those countries, someone stood up and asked their Leader this burning question. They were gritting their teeth, almost wishing they could tear apart the person who had utterly thwarted their plans.

Seeing their subordinates with fists clenched, ready to tear apart the person who disrupted their plan, the Presidents didn’t know whether to be touched by their love for their nation or to lament their folly internally.

If the adversary were truly that foolish and easy to deal with, they wouldn’t have brought about complete ruin while remaining undetected.

They had their suspicions, but without hard evidence, they couldn’t act on mere conjecture. Had they found even a shred of proof, they wouldn’t let this incident pass so easily.

But now, the nations involved could only suffer in silence, bitter like swallowing coptis without being able to voice their distress.

"Enough, let’s leave this matter for now. Keep your mouths shut tight. I don’t want to hear a single word about this incident from anyone else," this was what each President told their involved personnel.

"Yes, we understand." While they were reluctant, none of them were foolish.

After everyone left the Presidents’ offices, the leaders of those nations simultaneously revealed thoughtful expressions as they started to reassess the capabilities of h country and reconsider their approach in dealing with h country.

As for The Dark Division, they resolved to have their intelligence agencies use all available means to investigate the Division’s details. This incident had heightened their wariness of The Dark Division to the utmost degree.

Situ Xin couldn’t care less about the turmoil among these higher-ups in other countries. Truth be told, she wholeheartedly wished that those countries’ leaders would cause chaos. Their chaotic mess and squabbling would leave them no opportunity to target h country, making her life much easier, free from the troubles of those above her.

After confirming that the Situ, Loo, and Xiao Families were no longer under threat, Situ Xin proposed to build a large residence and suggested that their elders move in.

Situ Xin’s proposal had her considerations. The people of their three families had embarked on the path of cultivation. Although their cultivation levels were not high, they already differed from ordinary people.

Their aging process was much slower than regular people’s, and their lifespan would significantly extend. As their cultivation levels increased, so would their lifespan – maybe someday reaching an unfathomable longevity.

If they continued living in the compound, their unusual circumstances would soon attract the attention of those with ulterior motives. Once proclaimed, their peaceful life would never return.

Situ Xin explained the reasons, getting the agreement of all three families. They had no objections and listened to anything Situ Xin proposed.

With her family’s consent, Situ Xin immediately took action. She personally chose the location, deciding on building the mansion in the suburbs, not too far from Capital City. The round trip was just a little over an hour’s drive. freewebnσvel.cøm

She personally drew the architectural plans, incorporating some Bagua formations, and had the mansion, akin to an ancient residence, expediently constructed.

In just half a year, the mansion was complete. Now, except for those who needed to stay in Capital City for business, everyone else moved to the new residence on a sunny afternoon.

Situ Xin sat on a stone bench in the courtyard, sipping tea, and enjoying pastries. Then, through the beams of sunlight, she watched the three tots taking small, shaky steps forward under the careful, invisible protection of the adults.

"There, there, my little Yoyo sweetie, let’s slow down. Easy does it, no need to rush. If you stumble and fall, it will hurt you, little Yoyo," Old Madam Situ watched her great-grandson wobbling and rushing forward, her heart racing. The little one had just learned to walk but was already moving so fast. If he fell and got hurt... As she voiced her concerns, Old Madam Situ had already grabbed hold of Xiao Xuyao’s clothing.