I Became the Mother of His Child

Xu Xiuxiu looked at Song Yuanhuan, who seemed about to explode with anger, twitched the corners of her mouth speechlessly, and then let him take the boy and girl twins out of the room.

"Darling." Song Yuanhuan, with a dark expression, came back, but immediately brightened up seeing Xu Xiuxiu on the bed. He energetically climbed onto the bed, calling out to Xu Xiuxiu in an ingratiating tone, looking utterly like a dog seeking favor, which made Xu Xiuxiu's skin crawl.

"Stop, Song Yuanhuan," Xu Xiuxiu frowned at him and then pushed the man who was sticking to her. "Be serious, I have something to talk to you about!"

"After the important things," Song Yuanhuan started to frantically pull at Xu Xiuxiu's pajamas, swearing to himself that at this moment, he truly didn't want to hear anything from his wife, absolutely anything.

"No way." Xu Xiuxiu cruelly refused, placing her small palm directly on Song Yuanhuan's cheek.

"It must work, Xu Xiuxiu, you are my wife, and it's your duty to help me achieve the release and relief of my soul, otherwise, if I am stifled, you'll be the one crying later," Song Yuanhuan blurted out shamelessly.

This was too much, Xu Xiuxiu felt utterly helpless as she was pinned down, recalling the tragic outcome the last time this man had gone too hungry, she secretly broke into a cold sweat. "Song Yuanhuan, I need to discuss something serious with you, can you be serious for a moment?" Xu Xiuxiu held Song Yuanhuan's cheeks with both hands, her attitude especially stern.

Song Yuanhuan's excitement immediately hit a huge brake and stopped abruptly. "Speak! What is it? Xu Xiuxiu, if you don't say something substantial today, you'll suffer." It took a lot of willpower for Song Yuanhuan to stop, then he pulled Xu Xiuxiu into his arms, holding her tightly.

"Do you remember Li Yunqiong, whom I have mentioned to you before?"

"Yeah, the one who gave Cheng Guang Tom and Jerry underwear," Song Yuanhuan said, then calmly waited for Xu Xiuxiu to continue.

"Her son and daughter-in-law were in a car accident," Xu Xiuxiu stammered, "She had investigated me before, hearing that I had a scar removal ointment, so she came to ask me for it today."

"You have a scar removal ointment?" Song Yuanhuan asked Xu Xiuxiu.

"…" Xu Xiuxiu remained silent.

Song Yuanhuan, a man of great intelligence and wisdom, understood that Xu Xiuxiu's silence was the best explanation for his question. His brows furrowed, possibly meaning Xu Xiuxiu really did have some effective scar removal ointment? Song Yuanhuan suddenly recalled the bullet scars on his body from two years ago seemed to be fading; he thought it was an illusion, could it be because of Xu Xiuxiu?

Considering this, Song Yuanhuan became stern and cautious.

"Did you give it to her?"

"Yeah, I gave her a box of homemade ointment my mother bought from our hometown, but I slightly modified the ingredients," Xu Xiuxiu spoke as if guiltier by the second, even lacking the courage to meet Song Yuanhuan's gaze directly.

"How effective is the ointment after your modifications?"

"It should be pretty good," Xu Xiuxiu answered Song Yuanhuan vaguely, but seeing his serious expression, she added, "At least better than any scar-healing ointment currently on the market." It wasn't that Xu Xiuxiu was overly confident in her product, but rather Zhao Nan's flawless cheeks that stood as the best affirmation of its effectiveness.

Song Yuanhuan fell into a serious silence for a while, "The scars on Zhao Jian Country's son's face were also healed by you, right?" Honestly, Song Yuanhuan was quite nervous as he asked this, the powerful effects of the scar-healing ointment, such a dangerous secret he had never expected to be true.

"Yes." Xu Xiuxiu had no choice but to nod and admit. She didn't know how things would unfold now and worried that her kindness today would bring her trouble, especially fearing that Li Yunqiong might come looking for her again.

"They've investigated you," Song Yuanhuan continued to confirm with Xu Xiuxiu.

"Yes, they have." That was what really bothered Xu Xiuxiu. In this world, merely making friends, without expecting anything in return, only to find out that while you were sincerely acting friendly, they had already learned everything about you, made the situation feel extremely contradictory.

"Cui Family? Seem to be influential, always with an entourage, and just had a car accident at home a few days ago!" Song Yuanhuan roughly summed up Li Yunqiong's family situation.

"Mm."

"And that scar ointment, did you come up with the recipe yourself, or was it a ready-made ointment?" Song Yuanhuan asked further.

"I came up with the recipe myself." But the ingredients required were only accessible to her.

"Good! You did very well today, don't worry, I'll handle it well. But, Xiuxiu, I must ask you not to expose that you have this scar treatment ointment anymore. This time, just stick to the story that it's a scar ointment you bought from a peddler in your hometown, only make any ointment as an absolute last resort," Song Yuanhuan carefully advised Xu Xiuxiu.

He also planned to have someone check on the Cui Family's situation first thing tomorrow, trying to discreetly take care of the mess Xu Xiuxiu had gotten herself into.

"Thank you, Song Yuanhuan." Thank you for your trust, not asking too many questions, and letting me keep my little secrets without thinking I'm excessive. Xu Xiuxiu nodded slightly with teary eyes, then tenderly reached up and hugged Song Yuanhuan's neck, cheek affectionately rubbing against his strong chest.

"Can we get down to business now?" Song Yuanhuan enjoyed the embrace of the softness in his arms, his large hand deftly beginning to remove a certain little woman's pajamas.

Get down to business? Weren't all that seriousness and sincerity just now business? Did Song Yuanhuan really think that only the matters he discussed were legitimate business? Xu Xiuxiu felt speechlessly frustrated, but having already shared her worries with Song Yuanhuan, she too relaxed, seeing that Song Yuanhuan was truly famished and a bit impatient, slowly sinking into the intimacy between spouses.

"Tonight, let's fly a combat plane, test it once, a 360-degree turn twice in the air, and finish it off quickly and decisively," Song Yuanhuan whispered satisfyingly into Xu Xiuxiu's ear as she softened and let him do as he pleased.

"What?" Xu Xiuxiu's eyes opened in a daze.

What was a combat plane, what was a test flight, what were these turns, why couldn't she understand any of it.

"It's okay if you don't understand, I'll teach you, then you'll know," Song Yuanhuan said with a wicked, deceitful smile emerging on his face.

Xu Xiuxiu shivered all over, hesitating to refuse, knowing all too well Song Yuanhuan's wolfish nature, she instinctively felt something was wrong. Yet, Song Yuanhuan wouldn't allow her to refuse and quickly forced her to endure. At dawn, Xu Xiuxiu finally understood what Song Yuanhuan meant by combat planes and test flights... and then, utterly speechless, she closed her eyes and surrendered to the unconsciousness that overtook her.