I Became the Mother of His Child

"Our son gets an extra dad, and I, as his dad, didn't even know, Xu Xiuxiu, don't you think you deserve a punishment? Huh!" Song Yuanhuan pinched her slender waist and slowed down his speech deliberately, yet it strangely carried a hint of danger.

Xu Xiuxiu felt her little ears blush and her heart tremble, especially when Song Yuanhuan intentionally infused his words with a sinister air. The deep voice and those eyes were too much to handle, sinfully flirtatious!

"You should be punished." Xu Xiuxiu sweetly nodded in agreement, knowing that only someone with a bit of intelligence wouldn't foolishly contradict him at such a time.

Song Yuanhuan obviously hadn't expected Xu Xiuxiu to so obediently agree with him and was stunned for a moment before smiling and tightening his embrace, "You know you shouldn't let Little Baby recognize godfathers and godmothers, right?!" Song Yuanhuan coldly threatened, utterly unable to accept another man stealing his darling daughter, absolutely not!

"Is this what you wanted me to agree to?" Xu Xiuxiu asked incredulously, resting her chin on Song Yuanhuan's shoulder, considering he had previously seemed like he was about to unveil some grand scheme!

"Mm," Song Yuanhuan hummed as a response.

"Alright! Don't worry, Little Baby will only be our baby." Xu Xiuxiu was completely speechless with this man who extremely favored girls over boys and wished he wouldn't broadcast his biased thoughts so openly, "But, are you saying Little Moon and Cheng Guang can have godparents?"

"No, not Ye Hua," Song Yuanhuan grumbled back, his impression of that man was not favorable.

Xu Xiuxiu found these childlike demands amusing but still nodded in agreement, "Okay, we won't let the kids have godparents anymore! But since Cheng Guang already has one, can we just let it be?" Xu Xiuxiu cupped Song Yuanhuan's face, suggesting in a negotiating tone.

"Mm." Song Yuanhuan was reluctant but had to agree. If he were to stop his son from interacting with that man now, it would be too unmanly, too petty. He considered himself a man of sufficient pride and masculinity.

"So, Mr. Song, can you now fetch a basin of warm water to help me wash up?" Xu Xiuxiu continued, meeting his gaze.

"Mm, sure," Song Yuanhuan found Xu Xiuxiu's current good temper quite appealing.

"Thank you, Mr. Song," Xu Xiuxiu smiled and rewarded him with a kiss on his thin lips.

Then, Song Yuanhuan swiftly moved out of the bedroom like the wind to fetch hot water and wring out a towel. Although his expression remained stern and cold, there was a warmth in his captivating eyes that was more pronounced than usual.

After returning to Z City, there were actually many things that needed to be handled. The next day, Song Yuanhuan reported back to his troop, while Xu Xiuxiu, because of her postpartum confinement, had to postpone moving into the new house. Every day she stayed at home taking care of the children. Song Yuanhuan was busy, but he still came home on time every day, only the time had changed from the original 5 p.m. to 6 or 7 p.m., and he left home earlier than before in the mornings.

Xu Xiuxiu didn't really want Song Yuanhuan to wear himself out like this, after all, there was not much for her to do at home, and whatever needed to be bought could be arranged by Xu Jingjing. Song Yuanhuan commuted back and forth every day, spending two or three hours on the road—it was scary and exhausting! Yet, Song Yuanhuan himself didn't seem to feel it. Xu Xiuxiu had brought it up a couple of times, but he continued undisturbed, so Xu Xiuxiu just let him be.

Xu Jingjing was recovering much better than Xu Xiuxiu had expected. After resting for a couple of days in Z City, she took the initiative to offer help at Sichuan Pavilion. Xu Xiuxiu saw Xu Jingjing's persistence, so she didn't refuse, but Xu Jingjing's performance surprised her.

Indeed, hardships were the steps on a woman's path of growth—one truly matured only after overcoming them.

Song Yuanhuan had to go to the troop every day, especially after the holidays, as there would be specialized training for a group of special forces members, so he could be said to be doing the work of two people. Xu Jingjing also went to Sichuan Pavilion punctually every day, leaving only Xu Xiuxiu and the three children at home. Fortunately, Song Chengguang, now four years old and a big brother, would even help Xu Xiuxiu take care of his younger siblings from time to time, and he would even pick up a fairy tale book and read stories to the younger ones from the cartoon images.

Although Xu Xiuxiu couldn't understand the stories Song Chengguang told, the twins, opening their big round eyes and discovering the beauty of the world, would chuckle and smack their lips as if responding to Song Chengguang's stories, which made him even more enthusiastic.

"Mom, when will brother and sister learn to speak, when will they grow up to play leapfrog and ride the wooden horse with me?" After telling the stories to the two little ones and seeing the twins sound asleep side by side, Song Chengguang put on his little cotton slippers and pattered over to Xu Xiuxiu to ask.

Lately, Song Chengguang had always been asking this question, and Xu Xiuxiu didn't know why until she saw him standing in the yard every day, looking at some older boys playing marbles and horse-jumping games. Xu Xiuxiu then realized the child was lonely and wanted someone to play games with.

While she could accept playing marbles, she would never allow Song Chengguang to play the horse-jumping games those children played. The intensity was simply heart-stopping; sometimes, the child who lost and became the horse would deliberately straighten up during another's jump, and accidents could easily happen.

So Xu Xiuxiu had to become the "bad mom" again. While she initially wanted to let Song Chengguang go and play with those kids, she immediately killed that thought and forcibly kept Song Chengguang at home to accompany his siblings.

Song Chengguang didn't make a fuss, but he tirelessly questioned Xu Xiuxiu every day about when his siblings would grow up. His longing to play with other kids was too apparent. Xu Xiuxiu vaguely knew that she was stifling his childhood and that Song Chengguang would not be able to wait until the twins grew up. But she really couldn't let him go out and play with the rough kids in the alley. She could only wait until the confinement period was over to send Song Chengguang to kindergarten to make friends.

But at that moment, "When you teach brother and sister to speak, when you teach them to walk, they will be able to play with you," Xu Xiuxiu was shamelessly deceiving the young Song Chengguang's trust.

Then, taking her seriously, every day started telling stories to the twins, crazily teaching the boy and girl twins to talk without end, not even minding his dry mouth.