I married a petty hooligan in place of my sister, living a life of poverty. Who knew that my husband would suddenly transform into a mysteriously powerful and influential tycoon?
Jiang Can co...
Jiang Can thought for a moment and said, "I also think Uncle Pan is a bit mysterious, not like a novelist who stays at home all day writing. Tang Yilan told me that Uncle Pan's works suddenly became popular in the last two years, but he has a solid foundation in writing, very clear logic, and his novels are particularly mind-bending, always with unexpected plot twists, and..."
"And I feel like those events actually happened," Huo Zhixing said calmly.
His bedside novels have always been works by Pan Dafu. Pan Dafu is skilled at writing in the first person, and several of his suspense novels are written from the perspective of a detective.
Huo Zhixing initially thought this was just a form of artistic creation, but now...
He felt that this was very likely Pan Dafu himself!
"Alright, let's stop studying Uncle Pan for now." Jiang Can said softly, glancing at her watch and smiling. "It's still early, and the night market is open right now. How about we go out for a stroll?"
Huo Zhixing was stunned, repeatedly confirming that there was nothing wrong with his ears.
Since having her son, Jiang Can seems to never go on a date with him alone... Whenever her son is home, she always stays home to watch over the little one.
What's wrong with me today?
Huo Zhixing felt as if a pie had fallen from the sky.
Looking at his rapidly changing expressions, Jiang Can felt more guilty than amused.
Since their life as a couple became a family of three, her priorities have shifted towards her son, and she often neglects her husband...
So she wanted to make it up to him as much as possible.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Can pinched his cheek. "I want to go out for a walk, buy things, and eat snacks, just like we used to do in Jiangzhou... Can't I?"
“Of course!” Huo Zhixing blurted out.
He laughed. Tonight, they could not only stroll through the night market and eat snacks, but also hold her small hand and wrap their arms around her slender waist, enjoying some quality time together...
It's truly a case of "after the clouds disperse, the moon shines bright"!
Huo Zhixing took her hand and was about to leave when a noise came from the children's room next door.
Jiang Can was stunned and quickly ran over to see what was going on. She saw little Junyu whimpering, wearing only a bib and barefoot, whimpering and looking for his mother.
The nanny couldn't stop him and smiled apologetically, "Miss, I was just about to give the young master a bath and put him to bed!"
"No! No!" Huo Junyu waved the little duck in his hand, "Mommy, wash it!"
Upon hearing her son's soft, sweet voice, Jiang Can had long forgotten about making amends to her husband.
"Okay, Mommy will give baby a bath!" Jiang Can smiled and picked up Xiao Junyu.
Turning around, she was met with Huo Zhixing's thunderstruck expression.
"Can Can, you..."
"How about we don't go out tonight?" Jiang Can cautiously suggested. "I really can't bear to leave our son at home..."
Huo Zhixing's expression froze.
"Alright!" Jiang Can said gently, "You're a grown man now, don't argue with your son! I'll definitely make it up to you double in the future, okay?"
"..."
Huo Zhixing didn't even have the chance to say "agree" or "disagree".
It was said that we were "discussing" with him, but in reality, it was just "notifying" him.
In any case, he has to give way whenever his son is around!
Huo Zhixing sighed deeply, took two steps to catch up, and took his son from Jiang Can's arms.
"What are you doing?" Jiang Can asked in surprise.
"You rest, I'll give our son a bath."
"you?"
"Yes!" Huo Zhixing nodded seriously. "Wife, no matter how young he is, he is still a boy. We need to cultivate his awareness of the differences between boys and girls from a young age!"
"Well……"
“I’m his father, so of course I’ll be the one to bathe him and take him to the toilet!”
Jiang Can frowned.
That's what she said, but she had also read many articles by parenting experts who said that children who are involved in the parenting process have better personalities and are smarter.
However, she was still very worried.
How can anyone feel at ease having a man taking care of children?
"Then be careful." Jiang Can didn't want to dampen his enthusiasm. "Let him sit in the bathtub to wash, and make sure to cover his ears when washing his hair... Also, pay special attention to the water temperature; his skin is delicate, so don't let him get burned!"
"Honey, there's more..."
"Don't worry!" Huo Zhixing was a little helpless at the little woman behind him who was nagging, but when he turned around, his eyes were still full of doting affection.
"I have no problem handling Junyu. Men should bathe together, right, son?"
Little Junyu stared with his big, wide eyes, looking both adorable and bewildered.
"Dad will shower with you today. We won't use a basin; we'll shower standing up!"
"Huh?" Jiang Can exclaimed in surprise, "How can this be? This..."
Before she could stop him, Huo Zhixing strode into the bathroom with his son in his arms.
They even locked the door.
Jiang Can was anxiously waiting outside.
Soon after, the sound of rushing water could be heard from inside.
At first, Xiao Junyu seemed a little uncomfortable and cried for a while. Huo Zhixing comforted him in his unique way as a strict father:
"Hey kid, are you even a man? You're scared of this little splash?"
"It's just getting your hair washed! Why are you crying!"
"Huo Junyu! If you dare to utter another sound, you won't be drinking any milk after you're done washing up!"
Jiang Can's heart clenched, and she wished she could rush in and beat someone up!
However, Huo Junyu soon stopped crying, and giggles could be heard coming from inside.
then……
"ah--"
Huo Zhixing shouted, startling Jiang Can.
She couldn't hold back any longer and pounded on the door.
"Honey, what's wrong? Did our son fall down?"
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