Ni Sitian hugged the baby tightly, as if she didn't want him to take him away.

Tuantuan also turned her head and buried it in her mother's chest, showing that she was very attached to her mother's embrace.

Xu Tingchuan felt a pang of jealousy when he saw that the mother and son had completely excluded him.

On one hand, Ni Sitian hadn't hugged him for that long before, and he hadn't even had a chance to get close to her properly before this brat beat him to it and buried his face in her chest.

On the other hand, he had worked hard to take care of this brat for ten months, changing his diapers and feeding him in the middle of the night, and in the end, the first time he smiled and the first time he called someone was to Ni Sitian.

"Mommy..." Tuantuan clutched her chest and called out softly.

Ni Sitian's chest swelled up after he touched her, but she had stopped breastfeeding long ago.

She felt so sorry for the child, who had never had a drop of breast milk.

"He's hungry." Seeing how dependent he was on his mother, Xu Tingchuan had no choice but to make him some milk herself.

Ni Sitian saw that the tools for making formula were all on the bedside table, and the water was always kept at room temperature. Xu Tingchuan was very skilled and quickly made the formula. He dripped a few drops on the back of his hand to test the temperature. Feeling that it was drinkable, he took it and handed it to Ni Sitian.

Ni Sitian sat down, placed him on her lap, supported the back of his head with one hand, and put the pacifier into his mouth.

Little did he know that after taking two sips, he turned his head away and persistently grabbed Ni Sitian's chest, "Mommy..."

Ni Sitian felt a lump in her throat; her child wanted breast milk, but she had no way to give it to him.

"You brat, don't be picky when you have something to drink." Xu Tingchuan shoved the pacifier back into his mouth.

Tuantuan kicked his foot, as if to kick away the person who was getting in the way of his mother.

Ni Sitian chuckled, finding it quite amusing to see Xu Tingchuan being disliked.

Xu Tingchuan was frustrated. When his mother wasn't around, the little guy was very clingy to him. Every time he came home from get off work, the little guy would wave his arms and legs, wanting him to hug him.

Now, he's suddenly being disliked like a stepfather.

"His nickname is Tuantuan, and his full name is Ziyu, the Yu as in 'meeting'." Xu Tingchuan said to Ni Sitian while holding Tuantuan's little hand to stop him from taking advantage of her.

“Tuantuan, Ziyu…” Ni Sitian lowered her head, hugged him tightly, and kissed him again, as if no amount of affection was enough. She had missed the most important ten months of being a mother, and in the blink of an eye, he would no longer be an infant, but would soon be entering the stage of toddlerhood.

“That was the first time he called me ‘Mom’ and the first time he spoke. He’s been waiting for you to come back.” Xu Tingchuan reached out and brushed her loose hair behind her back. Seeing tears welling up in her eyes, he gently stroked her back.

"Tuantuan, Mom has kept you waiting for too long. I'm sorry." Ni Sitian's tears fell again. It seemed like she had countless tears to shed. She hugged him, her heart aching, bitter, and swollen with emotion, almost overflowing and unbearable.

Her little one was so small and soft; it was the first time she had ever held him.

"Mommy..." After finishing her milk, Tuantuan turned her head away and called out to Ni Sitian again.

Xu Tingchuan took his baby bottle to rinse it, and when she came out, she saw the little guy burying his face in her chest again.

He walked over and slapped his butt. "You brat, that's mine!"

"Xu Tingchuan! What nonsense are you spouting to the child!" Ni Sitian blushed and glared at him, embarrassed and annoyed.