edroom. The bed was where they had their first intimate encounter in reality, and in his dreams, he had already slept with Wen Man four years earlier.……Several indulgences.Wen Man's youthful body, una...Jiang Lan would never not want a child.

If he only had a 50% expectation for this marriage before, now that there's a child, he doesn't want a divorce or a breakup.

Most men are like that, once they have a ready-made family and son, they don't want to change.

They had a lot of unpleasant experiences in the past.

But a little life appeared in their marriage. He had ignored them in the past, and from now on he wanted to make amends; he wanted to take care of them.

When he spoke softly of his plans,

Huo Jiao had no expectations, she was not moved, and she did not act impulsively.

She just smiled faintly and said, "Jiang Lan, do you have time You're so busy with work. Honestly, instead of relying on the people you trust, I might as well rely on your money. Look, it's been so long since we last saw each other, I've become more realistic and materialistic. So the attraction between us is long gone. All we have left are a mess before marriage and a mess after marriage... Whether I love or not, I've actually forgotten."

Jiang Lan listened as if wanting to say more.

Xiao Jiangsheng was hungry and, holding onto his mother, mumbled out the words unskillfully: "Mumu! Mumu!"

Huo Jiao hugged him and gently coaxed, "I'll make a bottle of milk powder for our little Jiang Sheng."

Aunt had already gone out to take care of it.

Jiang Lan couldn't help but ask, "Is it already cut off I heard that some children drink until they are eight months old."

He glanced at Huo Jiao Bai.

When the bottle arrived, she sat on the sofa and let Xiao Jiangsheng hold the bottle to drink. She said in a flat tone: "What year's almanac are you referring to! Breast milk doesn't have much nutritional value after four months. Besides, mothers also have social work to do and can't stay at home breastfeeding all the time."

Hearing this, Jiang Lan couldn't help but say: "Your social work is just dancing and socializing"

Hu Jiao didn't let him.

She softly hummed, "Yes, busy finding a stepfather for Jiang Sheng!"

Jiang Lan was exasperated, but she couldn't do anything about it. She waited until the child finished feeding. Then Huo Jiao held the child in her arms, patted their back gently, until the burp came out.

She said softly, "Raising a child is not so easy. Jiang Lan, you only know that you still want me and want children, but I can already imagine that being with you would be almost like a widowed marriage! You are the admired white knight, and you haven't been willing to come down to earth. But I have become an ordinary mother instead of a dazzling star, but I have no regrets."

Because she had loved him.

Because a small life deserves respect, because she also thought about it... In the rest of her life, she might not want to like Jiang Lan or anyone else anymore, so she kept the child.

Jiang Lan's voice was low: "So, do you have a steady boyfriend now Or did you really find a new partner before making up your mind to divorce me"

"Look at you!"

"If you sign, I'll have a buyer immediately!" Huo Jiao said resolutely.

He was annoyed by her again.

Then, he took the child from her arms and said to her without missing a beat, "Change your clothes first, and then we'll talk!"

Huo Jiao hadn't gotten up yet, when Xiao Jiang Sheng peed.

With a gush, he peed straight onto Jiang Lan's lap. The crotch of his iron-grey trousers was soaked with a large patch...it was both pungent and hot.

Jiang Lan had never held a baby before.

He looked at Huo Jiao in bewilderment: “Was this kid doing it on purpose”

Huo Jiao was secretly pleased, but on the surface, she pretended to be indifferent: "How would I know Maybe he just doesn't like you! It's probably intentional."

Jiang Lan listened with a deep gaze.

After a long silence, he murmured softly, “I think you did it on purpose.”

This sentence has an inexplicable sense of intimacy.eaking, that means you regret it!"Jiang Lan had completely lost her patience.His tone was frigid. "Yes! I regret it!"Song Qingqing's tears welled up in her eyes, and she couldn't speak for a long time...