"Sweethearts, go to sleep first. Daddy has to work overtime and he'll be back late. Go to sleep first thing in the morning and you'll see Daddy when you wake up."

Yueyue raised her little hand again to wipe her eyes. She was already sleepy and could barely keep her eyes open.

She pouted. "Okay, then Yueyue will go to sleep first. Mom, remember to tell Dad that Yueyue misses him a lot."

"Okay, Mom will definitely tell Dad."

"Mmm." After saying that, the little guy could no longer resist the drowsiness and closed his eyes.

Xiao Qianqian shook her head. How much does he love his father? He's so sleepy, yet he still doesn't want to go to sleep. She suddenly felt a little jealous.

That's right, I'm jealous of my daughter.

She picked up Yueyue, and Ye Mu also came over with a smile and picked up Doudou.

"Master, you should go to sleep too, it's very late."

After Xiao Qianqian finished speaking, she walked upstairs. They needed to wash the two little ones' hands and feet, as they couldn't give them a bath in their current state.

After settling the two little ones in, more than an hour had passed. Xiao Qianqian checked the time.

"Mom and Dad, it's late, you should go and get some rest too."

"Okay, then we're going to rest. You should rest early too."

"good."

Xiao Qianqian pushed open the bedroom door. She planned to take a bath first and wait for Ye Bosen to come back.

She slept all day today and is now wide awake, not sleepy at all.

Xiao Qianqian filled the tub with hot water, sprinkled rose petals on it, and then immersed herself in the bathtub.

The warm water enveloped her body, making every cell in her body feel comfortable, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

Just then, she heard the sound of a car engine shutting off downstairs.

A smile involuntarily crept onto her lips as she quickly dried herself, put on a bathrobe, and stepped out of the bathroom.

A few minutes later, Ye Bosen gently opened the door and saw Xiao Qianqian wrapped in a bathrobe with slightly damp hair. His eyes were full of tenderness.

Xiao Qianqian said with a smile, "You're back? Yueyue has been saying she missed you the whole time. She wouldn't go to sleep and kept making a fuss about waiting for you to come back."

Ye Bosen smiled and said, "My little princess is so thoughtful. It's no wonder I love her so much."

After saying that, he lightly raised his hand and pulled off the tie around his neck. He was exhausted after a day of meetings.

"Your little princess always keeps you in her heart." That sounds like she's very jealous.

Ye Bosen smiled, took a quick step forward, and pulled her into his arms: "Little princess, you care about me, but what about the eldest princess?"

After saying that, he breathed a warm breath into her ear, making Xiao Qianqian's ear feel tingly. She looked up and glared at him. This man was always teasing her.

"Hmm, does the eldest princess miss me?" Ye Bosen looked at her with a smile, his eyes unreadable.

Xiao Qianqian blushed and scolded, "Who misses you? Don't be so presumptuous."

But her hands unconsciously wrapped around Ye Bosen's waist.

Ye Bosen chuckled softly, the sound echoing in the quiet room. "You really don't miss me? Then I'm heartbroken." With that, he made a move to release his grip.

Xiao Qianqian quickly grabbed him, "Hmph, all you do is play the victim."

Ye Bosen picked her up and carried her to the sofa.

"What are you doing? Put me down!" Xiao Qianqian exclaimed in surprise, raising her hand to hook her arm around his neck.

"I'll blow-dry your hair, sit up straight." Ye Bosen looked down at her and saw that her face was flushed.

"Honey, what are you thinking about?"

Xiao Qianqian realized she had misunderstood. She coughed awkwardly and glared at him.

Ye Bosen smiled and helped her sit on the sofa, then walked towards the bathroom.

Soon, Ye Bosen came out with a hairdryer.

He plugged in the hairdryer, his fingers gently running through Xiao Qianqian's hair, slowly drying it. The humming of the hairdryer filled the quiet room, creating a uniquely warm atmosphere.

Xiao Qianqian felt his gentle movements and her heart was filled with sweetness. She comfortably closed her eyes and leaned back on the sofa, enjoying the man's service.

After drying his hair, Ye Bosen put down the hairdryer and placed his hands on Xiao Qianqian's shoulders.

"Did you eat well today?" he asked softly. Xiao Qianqian turned around and replied playfully, "Of course I did. I ate even more when you weren't here."

Ye Bosen affectionately pinched her nose, "Little glutton."

Then, he picked up Xiao Qianqian and carried her to the bedside. He gently placed her on the bed, pulled the blanket over her, and leaned down to kiss her cheek.

"Wait for me, I'm going to wash up."

Xiao Qianqian's face was flushed; she thought Ye Bosen was so gentle now.

"Okay, go ahead."

Ye Bosen went into the bathroom, washed up quickly, and came out wearing loose pajamas.

He quietly got into bed and saw Xiao Qianqian looking at him with her big eyes wide open.

He swept him into his arms; "What's wrong? Can't sleep?"

"Yeah, I slept too much during the day, and no one came to wake me up."

Ye Bosen gently pinched her nose. "Let's chat for a while."

Xiao Qianqian tilted her head slightly, resting her head against his chest and listening to his strong heartbeat: "Okay, what should we talk about?"

Ye Bosen thought for a moment and said, "Let's talk about the wedding. What kind of wedding do you want?"

"Chinese style or Western style?"

"A wedding? I haven't thought about that."

"Then think about it now." Ye Bosen kissed her cheek.

"Then tell me what the difference is?"

"First of all, the biggest difference between Chinese and Western weddings lies in the attire. In Western weddings, the bride usually wears a white wedding dress and the groom wears a suit. In Chinese weddings, the bride wears a bright red wedding dress, usually a Xiuhe dress or a dragon and phoenix gown, while the groom wears Hanfu or a long robe and mandarin jacket."

"And then?" Xiao Qianqian looked at him with wide eyes, very curious. She hadn't specifically looked into the wedding process, but now that Ye Bosen was talking about it, she became interested.

"Then there are some customs."

"What exactly?"

"A traditional Chinese wedding requires a large red sedan chair, a grand wedding procession, bowing to heaven and earth, lifting the veil, and the bride wearing a phoenix coronet and embroidered robe. The traditional joy and festivity convey good fortune and blessings to the newlyweds in the most enthusiastic way. Moving the heart with gratitude to parents and relatives and friends is a major focus of a traditional Chinese wedding, including drinking 'fertility soup,' drinking 'harmony wine,' eating 'reunion dinner,' and serving 'tea to parents.'"

Ye Bosen paused for a moment, then continued.

"A Western-style wedding requires a pristine white wedding dress, a sharp suit, a cake, champagne, and a bouquet toss. White is the unique main color of the wedding; white wedding dresses, white decorations, white cakes... all white flowers become the most popular decorations at a Western-style wedding."

Xiao Qianqian listened with great interest, never expecting such a big difference between Chinese and Western weddings.

She raised her finger and traced circles on Ye Bosen's chest; "Honey, you know so much."