The fifth year of An Qingyan and Gu Fei's marriage.

Gu Fei noticed that An Qingyan had recently fallen out of favor. Ever since his son was born, An Qingyan had spent all his time on his youngest son, talking to him, playing games with him, watching cartoons with him, and putting him to bed.

His status in An Qingyan's heart plummeted.

Even the little orange cat at home spends all day with her son.

Master Gu felt extremely resentful.

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The story begins about two weeks ago.

An Lingkang and Song Shuman, along with Gu Fei's mother Yu Qingtong, have been advising Gu Fei and An Qingyan to have a child.

Although there's no throne to inherit in the family, having a child makes the house more lively. They'll all get old eventually, and to put it bluntly, if something happens, there's a child to keep them company.

Gu Fei and Yan Yan are both men, so it's impossible for them to have children. This isn't a story about having a baby, so the three concerned parents suggested they adopt a child from an orphanage, either a boy or a girl.

Regarding this matter, Gu Ye's attitude wasn't important; he would listen to his wife in everything. Raising a child was no small matter, and An Qingyan had carefully considered it for half a month before deciding to adopt one. (Remember the website m.xswang.com)

My parents have a point.

So the next day, the couple went to the orphanage, accompanied by three parents who had prepared a car full of gifts, including toys, snacks, and books.

The director warmly welcomed them, saying, "The children are playing in the yard. I'll take you there; they'll be very happy to receive the gifts."

Before even entering the courtyard, I heard a burst of cheerful, childlike laughter. There were about twenty children playing inside, playing in the sand, on the slide, chasing and frolicking, their innocent little faces adorned with naive smiles.

An Qingyan: "So cute."

Gu Fei: "Hmm." It's so noisy.

For Mr. Gu, who prefers quiet, this is nothing short of torture. One is enough; any more than that would be unbearable.

"Children, come here! Your uncles and grandparents have come to see you and brought gifts!"

Upon hearing that there were gifts, all the children stopped what they were doing and ran over with cheerful steps. They all looked at the unfamiliar adults with their innocent big eyes and greeted them with either enthusiasm or timidity, saying "Hello, Uncle!" or "Hello, Grandpa!"

"Hey, kids!"

"These children are so well-behaved."

The three parents were overjoyed. An Qingyan also seemed to love children. She gave the children gifts, squatted down to pat their heads, and smiled gently at them.

Meanwhile, Mr. Gu sat quietly to the side, watching them. He could talk about multi-billion dollar deals with ease, but when it came to taking care of children, that was a different story.

An Qingyan walked over from the group of children, sat down next to the man, and asked softly, "Brother Fei, do you not like children? If not, then we..."

Gu Fei shook his head. "There's nothing I don't like."

"I see. You don't know how to get along with children, do you?" the young man said with a teasing smile. "That's true. It's hard to imagine the scene of Master Gu taking care of the children."

Gu Fei: "..."

Life is tough.

"Look how cute they are..."

An Qingyan's gaze swept over the children playing with their three parents. Suddenly, her eyes paused. In an inconspicuous corner, there was a small blue figure. It was a child, and he was the only one who stayed quietly in the corner, not playing with the others.

He pulled Gu Fei closer and discovered that it was a little boy wearing a blue short-sleeved shirt. He looked to be about three or four years old, with fair skin and a cute appearance, though he was also a bit thin.

The little boy was holding a robot toy in his arms, his eyes lowered quietly. He looked very lonely. Even when someone walked by, he kept his head down, as if he had trapped himself in his own little world.

An Qingyan seemed to see his former self in this child. He was slightly touched and knelt down. Just as he raised his hand to touch the child's head, the child reflexively dodged away.

“This…” The young man stood up and looked at the man next to him. The man whispered in his ear, “He must have been abused. There are scars on his arms.”

That's why I instinctively flinched.

Just then, the dean walked over, sighed with a mixture of helplessness and heartache, and quietly explained to the two of them:

"This child's name is Liu Xiaocheng. He is four years old and he came here about two weeks ago."

“His mother died in childbirth. His father has a history of domestic violence and treats Xiao Cheng badly. He would beat and scold the child when he was drunk. He still has scars on his body. His father died in a car accident two weeks ago due to drunk driving. None of his relatives wanted to raise the child, so he came here.”

"For the past two weeks, Xiao Cheng has hardly spoken or played with others. He just stays quietly in the corner. He's a poor kid."

After hearing these words, Gu Fei calmly took the young man's hand, his eyes full of concern, because his child had also experienced something similar.

An Qingyan smiled at him, indicating that she was fine.

He squatted down again, looking tenderly at the small boy in front of him. His thin lips parted slightly, and his soft voice was gentle and earnest, "Xiao Cheng, it will be alright, everything will be alright."

Perhaps it was because his voice was too gentle and pleasant, like the sunshine in March, that Liu Xiaocheng finally raised his head and looked timidly at the unfamiliar uncle in front of him with his clear, dark eyes.

An Qingyan raised his hand again, and this time Liu Xiaocheng did not dodge. He gently touched the other's hair, a tender smile appearing between his eyebrows and eyes.

At that moment, Gu Fei knew his choice.

Almost without hesitation, An Qingyan chose to adopt Liu Xiaocheng. On the day the adoption procedures were completed, he held Liu Xiaocheng's little hand and earnestly promised:

"From now on, we will be your fathers. We will love you very much and never let you get hurt again. Would you like to come home with us?"

Liu Xiaocheng nodded, seemingly confused.

From then on, An Qingyan and Gu Fei had another son, and the three elders were very happy about it, finally able to hold their grandson!

An Qingyan wants to change her new son's name to bid farewell to the past and embrace a new life.

The new name was given by Gu Fei; it's Gu Yu'an.

Gu Yu'an, Gu Yu'an, the child of Gu Fei and An Qingyan.

Because of his previous experiences, Gu Yu'an still lacked a sense of security after arriving at his new home. Just like when he was in the orphanage, he didn't speak and always stayed quietly in a corner by himself.

But this situation did not last long.

Although An Qingyan is now a household name and a big star, he is not particularly busy with work. He only takes on one or two dramas a year, makes music in his spare time, and rarely takes on other engagements. He wants to spend more time with his lover and family.

After Gu Yu'an arrived, he canceled all his recent engagements to spend time with this traumatized child, hoping to help him gradually accept him, integrate into the family, heal his wounds, and grow up happily.

Because An Qingyan had also suffered such harm before.

Besides An Qingyan, the rest of the An family also treated the child very well, including Yu Qingtong, who spent every day with the little guy, talking to him, playing games and watching cartoons with him, and taking him shopping, to amusement parks, zoos, and aquariums...

As for Gu Fei... he's cold and indifferent to everyone except An Qingyan. Of course, he won't be gentle and caring towards this adopted son, but he still cares for and loves him deep down, extending that love to the son as well.

Half a month passed like this. With everyone's meticulous care and love, the little guy's condition has improved a lot. He has become cheerful and lively, talks more, and loves to laugh.

Meanwhile, our Master Gu was also dissatisfied and jealous, his old vinegar jar teetering on the verge of overturning.

His Yan Yan, his wife, hasn't slept with him for three days in a row. She's been keeping that boy Gu Yu'an company, and she's been gently telling him bedtime stories every day to lull him to sleep.

Moreover, they haven't had sex for a week. Usually, Yan Yan is very clingy to him at home, but now she's only focused on spending time with Gu Yu'an, and he's practically invisible.

Master Gu secretly vowed to himself that he would definitely reclaim his position tonight.

...

In the dim light of night, in the exceptionally warm and whimsical children's room, the young man sat leaning against the headboard, a storybook in his hand, gently telling a bedtime story to the little one lying beside him:

A hungry fox was about to go out to find lunch when suddenly there was a knock at the door. The fox opened the door, and there stood a little pig...

With his big, curious eyes wide open, little Gu Yu'an asked in his childish voice, "Daddy, is the fox going to eat the little pig?"

An Qingyan put her index finger to her lips to make a shushing gesture and coaxed softly, "An'an can't talk now, you have to close your eyes and go to sleep."

"All right."

Ten minutes later, the little guy fell asleep.

Gu Fei seized the opportunity, took long strides and strode in from outside. Without saying a word, he picked up the young man on the bed and carried him out.

An Qingyan struggled helplessly, and fearing that the noise would wake her youngest son, she could only ask in a low voice, "Gu Fei, what are you doing?!"

"What do you think I want to do?" The man walked expressionlessly into the bedroom, placed the person in his arms on the bed, and wrapped him up beneath him. His deep, calm tone carried an unyielding yet forceful tone, "You'll sleep with me tonight, and it will be the same in the future."

An Qingyan was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing, "Brother Fei, you're not jealous of An An, are you?"

Gu Fei: "Isn't it obvious?"

These past few days, he's practically had "I'm jealous" etched onto his forehead. Normally, Yan Yan would have noticed by now, but right now... she just doesn't pay attention to him.

"An Qingyan, you have to pay back everything you owed tonight."