I Became the Mother of His Child

"Okay, I'll treat you to a meal another day," Li Yun Qiong nodded and stood up, going inside to call Cui Shuo, who was playing with Song Cheng Guang, "Mao Mao, it's time to go home." Li Yun Qiong stood at the doorway to Song Cheng Guang's bedroom and couldn't help but be amazed at the childlike decor, complete with Sun Wukong on the walls of the children's room.

Although she too was a mother, she had never thought of decorating her child's room with such a playful theme.

"Oh," Cui Shuo seemed reluctant when Li Yun Qiong called him. Song Cheng Guang was the only friend recently who hadn't shunned him, and there were so many fun things here, even the room was nice with drawings of the Monkey King on the walls; he loved it here, and loved the room too. So, when he heard Li Yun Qiong say they were leaving, Cui Shuo hesitated for a long time before he reluctantly agreed, and then he put down his toy car, "Mom, can I come over to play with Cheng Guang next time?" he asked, staring at Li Yun Qiong with bright, hopeful eyes.

Li Yun Qiong's eyes reddened as she looked at her son, seeing that Cui Shuo really didn't want to leave Song Cheng Guang, she suppressed the conflicting thoughts in her heart. According to her character and thinking, once they left Xu Xiuxiu's house today, there would likely be very few future visits. She wasn't sure if Xu Xiuxiu had left any scar ointment for her, but frankly, the fact that Xu Xiuxiu had not hesitated to refuse had made her uncomfortable. But now, seeing her son's expectant look, thinking about how happy he had been today after such a long time since his car accident, she naturally felt guilty towards Cui Shuo, and thus naturally went along with his wish.

"Of course, Mom will bring you here to play with Cheng Guang next time when we have the chance," Li Yun Qiong said, rubbing Cui Shuo's head with complicated feelings.

"Really!" Cui Shuo exclaimed joyfully, "Then, Mom, it's a promise," he nodded earnestly, his previously disappointed expression transformed into a smile at Li Yun Qiong's consent.

"Mm," Li Yun Qiong replied, feeling sentimental.

"Then we'll be going now," Li Yun Qiong took Cui Shuo's little hand, stooped to straighten his slightly messy clothes, took a deep breath, and then said goodbye to Xu Xiuxiu.

"Alright, I'll walk you out," Xu Xiuxiu said as she nodded and escorted the mother and son to the door.

It was only after Li Yun Qiong and Cui Shuo finally left that Xu Xiuxiu's slightly tense mood began to ease, and she let out an unconscious sigh of relief. She closed the door, turned around, and her gaze fell on Song Yuanhuan, who was still holding onto Little Baby without any intention of letting go.

"Mr. Song, your little girl's feeding time is here, you can let go of her a bit," Xu Xiuxiu said with a hint of jealousy as she walked up and took Little Baby from his arms, never admitting to herself that her dissatisfaction with her husband's doting on their daughter was growing.

"Wife, am I sensing that you're jealous because I'm spoiling our daughter?" Song Yuanhuan teased her, guessing Xu Xiuxiu's thoughts, and deliberately spoke into her ear, his mischievous eyes and upturned lips revealing his good mood at the moment.

"Get away from me," Xu Xiuxiu glared at him, displaying an expression that showed she couldn't be bothered with Song Yuanhuan.

Joking aside, even if she were truly jealous, she would never admit it. A mother, jealous of her own man doting on their daughter, how laughable would that be if it got out? Moreover, even if she didn't mind admitting it, she couldn't stand Song Yuanhuan's smug expression.

"What's Li Yunqiong doing here? Looking for the ointment for scars?" As soon as he saw that Xu Xiuxiu was annoyed, Song Yuanhuan immediately stopped teasing her and quickly changed the subject by asking about Li Yunqiong's intentions.

Actually, Li Yunqiong's purpose wasn't hard to guess. After all, the scars on Cui Shuo's face were too obvious. If it weren't for a specific purpose in seeking Xu Xiuxiu, given the seriousness of Cui Shuo's facial scars, Li Yunqiong probably wouldn't have been willing to let Cui Shuo go out and risk being laughed at.

"Most likely, but she didn't say explicitly." But the general purpose, as long as Xu Xiuxiu wasn't naive, was actually quite guessable. Thinking about it, Xu Xiuxiu carefully carried Little Baby upstairs to the nursery: "You carry Little Moon upstairs too, so I can feed them together." Xu Xiuxiu was currently feeding the children a mixture of breast milk and formula, so her breast milk supply was plentiful, and she would breastfeed the children at least once a day.

"Okay." Although Song Yuanhuan doted on his daughter, he wasn't one to completely neglect his son. Since Xu Xiuxiu had instructed him to carry his son, he naturally picked up Little Moon and followed behind Xu Xiuxiu without a word.

By now, Xu Xiuxiu had grown accustomed to breastfeeding her children in front of Song Yuanhuan; after all, Song Yuanhuan's skin was quite thick. Xu Xiuxiu was out of her depth dealing with him. Over the course of half a year, even though she would still feel somewhat embarrassed while breastfeeding, after having given birth to three children, they could be considered an old married couple. Xu Xiuxiu naturally convinced herself to get used to Song Yuanhuan's thick-skinned nature.

However, every time after feeding Little Baby and Little Moon breast milk, she couldn't stand Song Yuanhuan's piercing gaze. And at night, she would constantly be turned over and toyed with by Song Yuanhuan, not stopping until she was left with a hoarse voice and weak legs.

"Mr. Song, please control your expression." Although Song Yuanhuan's hungry wolf-like expression gave Xu Xiuxiu, a mother, quite a sense of achievement—proving that she still held great attraction for Song Yuanhuan, and hadn't lost her charm because she had children—he still had that look of wanting to compete with the children for food, which she found difficult to deal with.

"Hmm." Song Yuanhuan agreed, but his gaze refused to leave that soft whiteness.

Xu Xiuxiu felt helpless and slightly shifted her body while holding Little Baby, attempting to avoid Song Yuanhuan's predatory stare. Yet, Song Yuanhuan, quick and agile, carrying the well-behaved Little Moon, quickly found another perfect angle to watch from.

This man really was too much.

Xu Xiuxiu helplessly shook her head: "Cui Shuo's scars seem quite severe; do you think I'm being a bit cruel?" Unable to avoid him, she initiated the conversation about Li Yunqiong's intentions that they had discussed earlier.

Even though Li Yunqiong had malicious motives, Cui Shuo was after all an innocent child. He was still young, and if he had to live with such a disfigured face in the future, no imagination was needed to foresee the kind of life and challenges he would face.

"The Cui Family will find a way, don't worry about it." After Xu Xiuxiu had brought up Li Yunqiong last time, Song Yuanhuan had people investigate Li Yunqiong's family situation. The Cui Family was no simple household; in Z city, they were like local bullies. He had no intention of befriending or antagonizing such complicated people. Moreover, he believed that with the Cui Family's resources, they could seek treatment abroad if necessary.

Therefore, he would not allow Xu Xiuxiu to get involved in this murky business.