"Ah?" Now it was Huo Zhixing's turn to turn pale with fright. "No!"
"Wife, are you going to tear us, father and son, apart?"
"I promise! I promise I'll never get an erection again, okay?"
Never again... can I get an erection?
Jiang Can rolled her eyes and couldn't help but burst out laughing.
No matter how imposing and composed Huo Zhixing is in public, he always makes these incoherent mistakes when he gets home.
"Fine," Jiang Can teased him slowly, "If you ever dare to lift your son like that again, you'll never be able to lift him again!"
"you……"
Huo Zhixing's eyes widened in surprise.
However, little Junyu was very cooperative, waving his chubby little hands and wanting him to hold him, probably wanting to experience the feeling of flying again.
Huo Zhixing smiled mischievously, deciding not to argue with this little woman in front of his son.
After returning to my room that night...
What are you thinking about?
Huo Zhixing quickly dismissed those romantic thoughts, "Oh, it's nothing!"
“Here, hold your son!” Jiang Can frowned.
Huo Zhixing was taken aback. He took his son, but his eyes remained fixed on his wife's face.
Something's not right. He was fine just a moment ago, how come he's acting like this now...?
"Honey, what's wrong?"
Jiang Can ignored him, a hint of resentment in her eyes: "This heartless little thing! I take care of him every day, feeding and watering him, and you only lifted him up twice, and he wants to stay with you instead of me!"
Huo Zhixing laughed. It turned out he was jealous of his son!
In the past, Jiang Can would never have made a fuss over such a trivial matter.
But he had already done his homework. Pregnant and postpartum women are more prone to emotional fluctuations than the average person, especially after giving birth. As they transition into new mothers, they are bound to experience various psychological maladjustments.
In addition, due to hormonal changes, they are prone to getting stuck on minor issues.
Some new mothers suffer from postpartum depression due to the exhaustion of caring for their babies and the lack of understanding from their families.
Huo Zhixing smiled gently at her, first handing Xiao Junyu over to the nanny, then hugging his wife tightly as they watched the clouds in the sky together.
The summer evening breeze brushed against my temples, and the air was filled with the sweet scent of flowers and fruits.
Jiang Can's mood gradually calmed down a lot.
She herself found it strange; ever since giving birth, her emotions had been like a rollercoaster, going up and down.
Sometimes I feel so full of energy looking at my son's little face; other times I can't sleep at night, sitting on the edge of the bed, my mind filled with negative thoughts like, "I'm not a good mother..."
Sometimes even the smallest thing can trigger her sensitive nerves, just like just now.
"Honey..." After calming down, Jiang Can felt apologetic. "Am I being particularly annoying right now?"
"How could that be?" Huo Zhixing gently kissed her hair, his eyes full of admiration. "You are the best wife in the world."
"I know my temper has been getting worse lately... but what can I do if I can't control myself?"
"If you can't control yourself, then don't try to," Huo Zhixing said, looking at her with concern and patting his chest. "What's the point of having a husband? Isn't he just someone you can vent your anger on?"
"Have you forgotten? Mr. Huo is Mrs. Huo's personal punching bag. As long as he's not killed, beat him to death!"
Jiang Can, her eyes red, suddenly burst into laughter and playfully threw herself into his arms.
Huo Zhixing gently stroked her long hair, his magnetic voice whispering in her ear, "It's okay... I know this stage is difficult, but no matter how difficult it is, your husband will be there for you."
Jiang Can raised her big, bright eyes and asked him softly, "What if you get annoyed with me?"
Huo Zhixing touched her face, his expression serious yet doting.
"I made you bear the pain of childbirth alone, and that's something I'll always owe you. So I won't let you suffer even the slightest grievance in anything else."
"husband……"
Jiang Can hugged him tightly, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably.
Huo Zhixing wiped away her tears and chuckled softly, "You're already moved?"
"Um……"
"What a silly girl!" Huo Zhixing ruffled her hair.
The sunset painted the sky red, weary birds returned to their nests, and dusk was fast approaching.
Holding her hand, Huo Zhixing solemnly expressed an idea that had been brewing in his heart for a long time:
"Can Can, shall we hold our wedding here?"
"What?" Jiang Can was taken aback.
“I’m telling you, our son is already over three months old, but I still owe you a wedding!” he laughed. “How about we make it up to you in Southeast Asia?”
...
He Jin sat in that coffee shop until dark.
It was time to clear the place, and the owner rushed back from outside. He had planned to continue operating in the evening, but when he saw that there were still royal guards guarding the entrance, he dared not go any further.
He Jin stared blankly at the seat Huo Zhixing had sat in, and chuckled softly.
As a child, he was quiet and well-behaved, with fair skin and good looks. If he were in the countryside, he would definitely be a lovable child.
But he seemed out of place in the royal family.
Because he looked like a girl, the old prince was furious, thinking he was a disgrace to the entire royal family. The Herc family had never produced such a monster before!
When he went to middle school, he went to the other side of the ocean, but he still couldn't escape his father's surveillance. The old prince enrolled him in boxing lessons without his consent and had people keep an eye on him. If he didn't go, they would cut off all his sources of income.
He Jin had no choice but to bite the bullet and do this thing that "could enhance his masculinity."
The relentless, high-intensity training every day was a nightmare for him.
However, Huo Zhixing was the only warmth in this nightmare.
...
He Jin took a sip of coffee, and the humiliating and mocking words became exceptionally clear in his ears again—
"Kill him!"
"You sissy, how dare you stand on the same boxing ring as us?"
"I heard you're a member of royalty? I'll hit you then, so what? You fucking hit me back!"
"Sorry, we don't have a royal family in our country, M! Hahaha... Kill him, kill him!"
He Jin's heart skipped a beat. In a daze, a huge boxing ring appeared before his eyes, surrounded by iron netting, with blood splattered everywhere. The black and white men on the ring were excited like wild beasts, and the boy they were surrounding had been beaten so badly that he couldn't get up.
The boy vomited another mouthful of blood, and with his last shred of will to survive, he crawled to the edge of the wire mesh, hoping to find an exit.
Those people grinned menacingly, watching him struggle like a cat toying with a mouse.
The boy was in despair, his face streaked with blood and tears, each breath feeling like a needle piercing his lungs.
He felt the fists pounding on him; he was numb with pain and felt like he was about to die.
Just as he closed his eyes, preparing to await death, a chilling voice entered his world:
"Are you trying to cause a death here, then wait for the school to send your parents expulsion notices, and then wait for the court to send you summonses?!"
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