Afraid that Can Can wouldn't be able to breathe, Wen Shuqiao lifted the blanket off Can Can a little more and said softly, "Your uncle loves you very much too. If you say that, your uncle will be sad."

Can Can wrapped herself in her little blanket under the covers, and twisted herself to the edge of the bed like a little worm.

“I love my uncle very much too,” Can Can said, “but it’s different.”

He loves his uncle and wants to sleep with his aunt, but these are two different things!

Can Can rested his head on Wen Shu Qiao's outstretched arm and said, "Auntie, I love you too."

Wen Shuqiao pinched his little face and said gently, "Auntie knows, Auntie has always known."

A child who hasn't even started kindergarten yet, and whose speech is usually incomprehensible, can still discern what she likes; for her, her heart is already at peace.

She whispered, "Baby, you are a wonderful baby. Auntie will cherish the camera you gave me and take lots and lots of pictures of you in the future."

Can Can nodded: "In the future, I will buy you lots and lots of things you like, okay, Auntie?"

Wen Shuqiao nodded and said, "Okay, Auntie is already looking forward to it."

She straightened up slightly and placed a goodnight kiss on his forehead: "Go to sleep, it's late."

Can Can pursed her lips shyly before closing her eyes, but opened them again a few seconds later: "Auntie, I want to eat sweet and sour pork ribs tomorrow, and I want osmanthus flowers in them."

Wen Shuqiao nodded: "Okay, I promise you."

Her hand was resting on Can Can's pillow, and with her other hand she gently patted his body through the blanket. After a while, she heard Can Can's even breathing.

Wen Shuqiao smiled and pinched his cheek again. Finally, she tried to slowly pull her arm out, but Can Can held it tightly, and she couldn't pull it out at all.

She breathed a sigh of relief, and with her other hand she prepared to gently lift Cancan's head, but her other hand quickly lifted Cancan's slightly heavy head for her.

Wen Shuqiao withdrew her arm, looked up, and saw that Shen Jiazhou had arrived.

After Shen Jiazhou saw that her arm had been pulled back, he took the opportunity to move Can Can a little further inside. Can Can was still half asleep. She first glanced at her uncle who was holding her, then at her aunt who was standing to the side, and finally went back to sleep peacefully.

She stood up and said softly, "I'm going upstairs first. You should get some rest too."

Shen Jiazhou hummed in agreement: "Goodnight."

Wen Shuqiao hummed in agreement: "Sweet dreams."

The door to the children's room was gently opened and then gently closed. Only then did Shen Jiazhou turn his gaze away and look at the sleeping Can Can.

He lifted the covers and got into bed. Not long after he lay down, the soft little baby next to him rolled over automatically and touched him.

Shen Jiazhou sighed softly, took his hand, and placed it next to his ear. Sure enough, after touching his ear, Cancan stopped moving.

He tilted his head slightly and muttered helplessly, "I really don't know if you're asleep or not."

The only answer he received was the sound of breathing so close to his face; Can Can was fast asleep.

Shen Jiazhou raised his hand and pinched his nose with his fingers: "You brat."

He picked up his phone, intending to check if he had missed any messages, but just then, Wen Shuqiao sent him a message.

Tap on the photo, and you'll see the picture they just took together. In the photo, he and Wen Shuqiao are leaning towards the middle, and Can Can, sitting in the middle, is smiling happily. Even the cats and dogs can tell they're having a great time.

Shen Jiazhou looked at it for a while before moving his fingers. He would print it out tomorrow and frame it to keep as a keepsake. He could also show it to Shen Jiachen when he visited him this weekend.

His son, Shen Shiyue, was well cared for by his aunt.

After exiting the photo, Shen Jiazhou discovered that Wen Shuqiao had sent two more messages.

[Wen Shuqiao: Revised. Goodnight, Mr. Shen.]

This sentence was followed by a screenshot, which he could see clearly without even opening it.

His nickname changed from "Uncle Shen" to "Shen Jiazhou".

It can be considered that the name has been returned to him.

Shen Jiazhou snorted. Luckily he noticed, otherwise this dated name would have followed him for who knows how long!

His fingers flew across the screen as he sent a message to Wen Shuqiao.

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Wen Shuqiao carefully placed the camera on the bedside table, sat on the edge of the bed and looked at it for a while before lifting the covers and lying down. After turning on her phone again, she found that Shen Jiazhou had replied to her message.

[Shen Jiazhou: Aunt Wen, I received your message. Goodnight, sweet dreams.]

Wen Shuqiao couldn't help but smile. She had added him as her uncle without thinking much about it, thinking he was Can Can's uncle. Little did she know there would be a boomerang effect.

She didn't reply to Shen Jiazhou's message and was about to leave when her gaze lingered on that photo.

Thinking about it carefully, this seems to be the first time she has actually stood in front of the camera to take a photo.

Wen Shuqiao slowly stroked the edge of her phone with her fingers, her eyes shifting to Shen Jiazhou.

He was still wearing the same dark green shirt he wore today, with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. When he held the cake, he exerted a little force in his arms, and the veins on his arms bulged out like writhing dragons.

She didn't know how long she stared at it before she came to her senses and logged out of WeChat.

Wen Shuqiao put her phone aside, pulled the blanket over her head, and closed her eyes, but for some reason, Shen Jiazhou's image just wouldn't leave her mind.

Unable to fall asleep, Wen Shuqiao simply opened her phone again and typed in keywords in a video app.

Male model walking the runway.

After looking at several times, Wen Shuqiao finally closed her eyes again.

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