Chapter 58◇
◎Dog Man◎
"Ah, I don't have any children." Feng Ran was truly embarrassed now. She had actually made such a big blunder. However, she wasn't too disappointed, since she wasn't prepared to have children anyway. She just said, "I'm sorry, my husband, I've made a fool of myself again."
Duan Jingchuan looked at Feng Ran's downcast face and felt extremely sorry for her. If it weren't for the little person in the room, he would have loved to hold her in his arms and comfort her. Now he could only reach out and touch the top of Feng Ran's head. "Don't say sorry. It's nothing serious. It was the nanny who didn't explain clearly. It's not Madam's fault."
Being coaxed gently by such a handsome husband, Feng Ran had long since thrown her guilt to the winds and wanted to use the same trick to push her luck.
Duan Jingchuan anticipated Feng Ran's movements and, with a clever twist of his hand, turned Feng Ran's head, which was about to lean in, towards the third person in the room.
The two faced each other, and only awkwardness remained.
He chuckled sheepishly, "Little guy, you're awake! Haha."
It was incredibly awkward.
Xiao Tong suppressed the twitching at the corners of his mouth and nodded coolly.
Feng Ran looked at the child, then at her husband, then back at the child, and suddenly slapped her thigh (Duan Jingchuan's). Unexpectedly, due to the height difference, she slapped above her thigh and below her waist, causing a slight misalignment. However, it wasn't a big problem; it was quite bouncy, Feng Ran thought.
Duan Jingchuan's expression was fairly normal; he even had a slight smile on his lips, as if he were trying to laugh. I wonder if he has his head in the wrong place.
Feng Ran ignored her earlier typo and said with great confidence, "Husband, look how good this child is. How about he becomes our eldest son?"
Even the most composed male idol group couldn't maintain their composure when a child suddenly appeared in the room. His wife told him that this child was about to be his son, and that she might even be a little demon who had lived for thousands of years. Could this son be her biological child?
Duan Jingchuan repeatedly told himself not to overthink things, that it was impossible, but the expression on his face gradually became ferocious.
After so many days of wandering, the boy had a wild instinct that if he didn't explain something, the master of the house might kick him out on the spot, so he took the initiative to speak.
“I am the child that Madam rescued from that wicked bookstore today. I am only able to come back because of Madam’s kindness.”
Hearing this, Duan Jingchuan calmed down a bit and, as if in retaliation, squeezed Feng Ran's waist tightly.
Feng Ran took this force as nothing more than a tickle and didn't care at all. She even nodded in complete agreement, "With my husband's intelligence, he can guess what happened. What are your thoughts on this, child?"
Duan Jingchuan focused his gaze on the child. No matter how much pressure he exerted with his eyes, the child remained unmoved, standing there steadily with his head down, completely unaffected. This was no ordinary child.
Duan Jingchuan asked, "Your family background must be quite impressive. Are you still able to go back?"
Duan Jingchuan didn't ask where your home was, but directly asked if you could go back. After all, a child who could escape from the chaos and even knew to sneak onto Feng Ran's carriage couldn't possibly not find his way home. There was only one possibility: he didn't want to go home.
Sure enough, the little boy shook his head in utter disappointment, "I have no home anymore."
Duan Jingchuan was also unsure. Clearly, this child could not be sent to the orphanage. The orphanage was full of real orphans with clean backgrounds and no trouble behind them. Living together would not cause any problems. But this little boy in front of him was different.
If the family background is truly extraordinary, then there is a high possibility that they will be tainted by enemies. If they are placed in an orphanage, it may harm the children. For a moment, Duan Jingchuan was also in a dilemma.
Feng Ran seemed to know Duan Jingchuan's doubts and couldn't help but say, "Husband, he smells good too."
Duan Jingchuan understood Feng Ran's underlying meaning. According to Feng Ran's usual criteria for judging people, anyone who tastes good is a good person, and a good person can be saved.
But he was inexplicably annoyed and said ambiguously, "How does he compare to me?"
Feng Ran tilted her head and smiled, twisting her body to get closer, but Duan Jingchuan held two fingers to Feng Ran's forehead and said softly, "Stand still."
"Tch, husband, you're getting jealous now, but don't worry, no one is as good as you." Feng Ran's sweet talk was just as impressive.
Xiao Tong didn't know whether Duan Jingchuan was jealous or not, but she knew she was jealous.
Since Feng Ran has spoken up, it means she wants to keep the child, so Duan Jingchuan naturally won't object.
Since that's the case, Duan Jingchuan asked directly, "What's your name?"
This put the boy in a difficult position. He looked down at his toes for a long time before saying in a muffled voice, "I forgot. Could you please give me a name, Madam?" After saying that, he stared at Feng Ran with hopeful eyes.
Upon hearing this, Duan Jingchuan's lips twitched. Asking his wife to help him think of a name, this child really has a lot of courage.
Feng Ran seemed surprised that someone would ask her to name a child. She felt a little numb and her mind went blank. She pouted, thinking of asking Duan Jingchuan for help, but then a thought suddenly struck her. "How about Huang Que?"
After she finished speaking, she suddenly realized that the name was excellent, and without further doubt, she made the final decision, "Let's call it Huang Que (Yellow Sparrow)."
The child was speechless, but he couldn't go back on his word, so he had to reluctantly accept the name.
Duan Jingchuan had no clue about the child's identity, but when Feng Ran gave him a random name, Huang Que (Yellow Sparrow), something flashed through his mind, but he couldn't quite grasp it.
Xiao Tong, no, Huang Que, thus became a member of Jinghua Courtyard.
After Xiong Qi and Huang Que left, Duan Jingchuan began to question them in detail.
"Madam, tell me, what is it about this child that makes him different and worthy of your special attention?"
Feng Ran was definitely not a busybody. She went out many times and saw countless pitiful children, but none of them made her take pity on her and bring them home.
He had once tentatively asked Feng Ran, "Since you intend to do good deeds, why are you indifferent to the fate of these children?"
How did Feng Ran answer? He still remembers the few words she said: "Everything is predestined, fate is determined by heaven, we are not destined to be together."
She actually brought this child back; does that mean it's fate?
“It is indeed fate, my husband, this child is destined to be with you.”
"Fate brings us together?" Duan Jingchuan was utterly puzzled. What kind of fate was this? How come he didn't know?
Feng Ran couldn't quite put her finger on it, but she tried her best to express her feelings. "At first, I didn't realize that he and you were destined to be together, but after you stood together, I found that you two were surprisingly well-matched, which means that you two are definitely destined for each other." Feng Ran said with great confidence.
This time, Duan Jingchuan couldn't help but correct her mistake, "That's not how you use 'match'."
Now that everyone was alone, Feng Ran was finally able to get close to Duan Jingchuan, hugging his arm and shaking it. "I know that's not how you use the word 'well-matched,' but I just couldn't think of any other adjectives~"
Duan Jingchuan was so shaken that he lost all his temper. "Then what does Madam intend to do with this young man? He looks only seven or eight years old, and doesn't seem like he can do any work."
As he said this, Duan Jingchuan didn't forget to pull his arm out and hug Feng Ran. If he shook her any longer, she would get dizzy. It was more peaceful to hold her in his arms.
Feng Ran tapped the bed with her chin, and Duan Jingchuan received the signal, chuckled, and readily sat on the bed. Feng Ran naturally sat on Duan Jingchuan's lap.
After changing positions twice, she found it uncomfortable, so she cleverly pushed Duan Jingchuan down and lay down herself, straddling him. Only then did she let out a comfortable sigh.
Duan Jingchuan felt like a rag doll to be manipulated at will, obediently posing in the manner his wife wanted him to.
"Madam, it's broad daylight, please restrain yourself." Duan Jingchuan said helplessly as he stopped the mischievous little hand from reaching around his waist and abdomen.
Feng Ran pouted and reluctantly withdrew her hand. "Husband, that child isn't for work. I wasn't joking when I said I'd raise him like a baby. Our Jinghua Courtyard isn't short of servants. Raising another child is just a way for us to practice beforehand, how about that?"
Upon hearing the words "practice," Duan Jingchuan recalled the misunderstanding he had just caused, kissed Feng Ran's forehead, and said in a hoarse voice, "Okay."
I don't know who started it, but in broad daylight it's okay to rock the cradle and play sticky games.
Duan Jingchuan and Feng Ran reached an agreement, but Huang Queque was terrified. It wasn't until Xiong Qi took him away that he realized he had entered the Dingbei Marquis's residence.
That lady was no ordinary lady; she was the heir apparent's wife from the Marquis of Dingbei's household. This realization left him somewhat at a loss, but he relaxed a little after hearing that he wouldn't easily encounter the Marquis of Dingbei. However, he locked himself in his room and refused to come out no matter what anyone said.
Xiong Qi wasn't sure how to treat the child, so he simply delivered the food and clothes to him in a gentle manner. He didn't want to go out, so he let him be. In any case, Jinghua Courtyard was heavily guarded, and even if the child had bad intentions, he wouldn't be able to cause any trouble.
They dared not disturb the young master and his wife now. It was broad daylight, and although the door was closed, the sounds they heard were enough to make anyone blush.
Xiuer and Xiong Qi exchanged a glance. One of them went to the small kitchen to prepare some food to fill their stomachs, mainly for the Crown Princess. The other went to prepare hot water in case the two masters needed it later.
Sunlight shone on the man's straight, pine-like back, his dark hair and snow-white skin intertwined and rubbed together.
The woman tilted her head back, her clothes outlining her graceful curves. The pink fabric exuded an alluring fragrance, and the faint breaths from her mouth provided a feast for the eyes and ears.
The sun gradually sets, but it doesn't forget to measure the earth inch by inch.
After a long while, faint sounds came from inside the room. If you listened carefully, you could hear a soft, weak voice murmuring, "Husband, stop, stop for a moment."
The man with the deep voice was extremely indifferent, only replying with two words, "Endure it."
The word "stop" had long been broken beyond recognition by the impact.
That day, Feng Ran was unable to eat the dinner she had been longing for in a sober state, and was forced to repeat countless times things like, "My husband is great, it's me who's not good enough."
Before going to sleep, she couldn't help but mutter to herself, "What happened to my social anxiety? What happened to my gentle and tender nature? It's all a lie. He's such a jerk. My back is about to break from his weight, and he won't even let me hug him. He made me lie on my stomach the whole time. What a jerk."
Hearing Feng Ran curse him as a dog even while she was fast asleep, Duan Jingchuan chuckled.
He wiped Feng Ran's body with a clean handkerchief, looked at her red eyes, and gently touched them with his fingertips.
He whispered in Feng Ran's ear, "I'm sorry, but I can't change it." Heaven knows how much effort he put in the first time, but the tenderness he felt was just a lack of stamina in Feng Ran's eyes. How could he bear that? So this whole mess was Feng Ran's own doing.
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