When Song Yanzhi woke up early in the morning, she found that breakfast was ready and the familiar smell of Chinese medicine was coming from the kitchen.
Pei Yuchen returned at some point, carrying porridge out of the kitchen. Seeing her get up, he looked at her with gentle eyes and said, "You're up. Eat first. I've prepared your medicine. You can drink it after you finish eating."
He had even prepared the baby's formula, which was steaming hot.
Song Yanzhi got up early today, but she was a little stunned to find that all the work had already been done.
Is this what it means to be waited on hand and foot?
After only a second of confusion, she remembered the plot of the novel, in which the male protagonist's biological mother also received the same care from him.
She immediately felt a surge of unease.
Song Yanzhi would rather he be the same as before, with a cold face, than see him like this.
Noticing the dark circles under his eyes, she asked with some confusion, "What time did you get back last night?"
"I came back early this morning."
Pei Yuchen didn't hide anything from him, saying that he had been drinking with some brothers last night, and it was too late. He was afraid that coming back would disturb her and the child, so he went to rest.
He had only slept for two hours, but he had a very long dream.
Everything in the dream was beautiful. Song Yanzhi wasn't cold towards him; her gaze towards him was always gentle. Although he still felt indebted to her, the two of them lived a good life together afterward. Xiao Bao was exactly like him when he was a child—smart and capable.
But then, in the blink of an eye, only he and his son remained in his dream, both of them equally indifferent and frail, and everything became gloomy.
It's as if they've lost something important in their lives.
But he couldn't remember what it was.
Pei Yuchen woke up immediately.
That feeling of palpitations made him desperately want to see her, so he rushed back in the early hours of the morning.
He secretly opened the door and saw his sleeping wife and rosy-cheeked son. She was sleeping in a rather awkward position, and his son had been squeezed to one side, but the scene was incredibly heartwarming.
Pei Yuchen felt relieved. Seeing that it was getting late, he decided to start making breakfast and brew her medicine.
He thought that no matter how Song Yanzhi treated him in the future, he would do his best to be good to her.
I won't let her down anymore.
The atmosphere was a bit strange this morning. Song Yanzhi did talk to Pei Yuchen about the parent-teacher conference for their child.
When Pei Yuchen heard that there was a parent-teacher conference for the children, he frowned slightly and said in a low voice, "I have to go to the company to handle some procedures, so I may not be able to go with you."
After saying that, he glanced at Xiaobao.
Xiao Bao tilted his head, pouted, and pretended not to care at all.
Pei Yuchen's smile deepened.
After saying that, he reached out and patted Xiaobao's head. With Xiaobao looking on in surprise, he said, "This time, let Mom take you. Next time, Dad and Mom will go with you."
Xiao Bao was surprised when he heard this, but he quickly became happy. He tried to suppress the smile, but the curve of his lips was still visible. In the end, he simply lowered his head and slurped down his porridge.
Pei Yuchen took them to the preschool class. When they arrived at the school gate, he gave Xiaobao his schoolbag and water bottle, told him to listen to his mother, and then left.
Today, the entire Yuhong class is having a parent-teacher meeting, and many parents have come.
The school gate was packed with people.
As soon as Song Yanzhi walked over, he saw a large group of people gathered together, having a heated discussion.
At the center of the crowd was Zhou Qiao, dressed in a professional outfit, with exquisite makeup and high heels.
She carried a bag in one hand and held the hand of Pei Tiantian, who was dressed like a doll, in the other.
Pei Tiantian noticed her first and subconsciously tugged at Zhou Qiao.
Zhou Qiao realized something, looked up, and saw Song Yanzhi outside the crowd.
Today, Song Yanzhi was wearing long sleeves and trousers, with ordinary sneakers. It was a very ordinary outfit, but because she was slender and fair-skinned, she still exuded elegance despite the simplicity.
Although she wasn't wearing makeup, her skin was rosy and radiant, not at all like someone who was having a hard time. After a visibly surprised moment, she asked, "Sister-in-law, you don't dress up at all?"
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