He quickly moved the wine bottle aside and wiped the table with a napkin.

Nangong Zhongli couldn’t help joking, "Brother, look, Shaochen is so excited at the thought of becoming an uncle."

Nangong Yaoling curled his lips, tapped his fingertips on the wine glass, and did not reply.

Xia Xiaonuan frowned slightly, looking nervously at Liang Shaochen.

Liang Shaochen glanced up at Nangong Zhongli, smiled gently, and said, "Even if I’m not an uncle, we can still be family, that’s certain."

Upon hearing this, Nangong Zhongli’s face turned as pale as paper in an instant.

She was just joking about Xiaonuan’s child, but he had instantly dismissed her!

If he became an uncle, wouldn’t that mean that he and she had no connection at all?

Xia Xiaonuan looked at Liang Shaochen and suddenly felt that Shaochen seemed a bit different.

She couldn’t pinpoint the difference, but this time, he seemed to have become more profound.

This kind of Nan Mo made her feel a bit uneasy.

The Nan Mo in her memory was supposed to be pure and lovely; however, the one in front of her... she couldn’t see through at all.

Nangong Yaoling’s eyes narrowed slightly.

"Shaochen, our baby will have many uncles, but I think the role of an uncle suits you better." He said with a smile.

Liang Shaochen didn’t speak but raised his wine glass and clinked it with Nangong Yaoling’s.

Xia Xiaonuan looked anxiously at Nangong Yaoling.

Nangong Yaoling glanced at her, smiled slightly, and signaled her not to overthink.

Helplessly, she turned her face just to find a gaze fixed on her.

She locked eyes with Nangong Zhongli; her expression was neutral, but her gaze seemed as if she wished to tear her apart.

Xia Xiaonuan looked away and said, "Let’s start eating; I’m hungry."

"Yes, Xiaonuan, you’re eating for two now. You should eat more at every meal."

Beside her, Liang Shaochen’s eyelashes on the right trembled slightly.

The corner of his lips curved into a smile.

"Well, I’ve been eating more lately," Xia Xiaonuan said with a smile.

Amidst the undercurrents, the meal carried a faint sense of harmony.

"Shaochen, drink less wine. Your stomach hasn’t been well lately," Nangong Zhongli looked at Liang Shaochen, who was pouring wine for himself, and asked worriedly.

"It’s fine. I haven’t seen the Crown Prince for a long time, and I’m happy!" Liang Shaochen said, pouring for Nangong Yaoling as well.

Nangong Yaoling smiled, "Yes, Shaochen, it’s been a long time since we drank together!"

As he spoke, he also picked up his wine glass and downed it in one go.

"Yaoling..." Xia Xiaonuan tugged at his sleeve.

"Xiaonuan... don’t worry. You know my capacity for alcohol. Don’t worry about me." Nangong Yaoling ruffled her hair affectionately.

Liang Shaochen’s gaze fell on Xia Xiaonuan’s face.

The girl’s delicate face showed a trace of unease and tension as she looked at the man beside her.

The two of them were like a harmonious couple in perfect tune.

Shaochen’s hand holding the wine glass gradually whitened at the joints.

He tilted his head back and finished the wine in his glass.

Immediately, Nangong Yaoling refilled his glass.

The two continued to drink together.

Nangong Zhongli looked at her meaningfully and said, "Xiaonuan, since they want to drink, we shouldn’t stop them; after all, we can’t stop them."

Xia Xiaonuan clenched her fist with one hand.

"Zhongli, come with me to the bathroom, please."

"Sure." Nangong Zhongli stood up.