Shen Zhiyi also knew that she and Jiang Cheng had gone a little too far, so she stopped trying to stop her son.
But the most important thing is that she just couldn't stop laughing.
My son was already very angry, and seeing her smiling all the time must have made him even sadder.
Hahahahahaha, but what can I do, it's really funny.
Shen Zhiyi smiled so much that her rippling fox eyes were filled with moisture, and she fell on the bed feeling really exhausted.
Jiang Cheng raised his eyebrows slightly: "Well, I didn't lie to you, did I?"
"Do you really think I was bullying that brat for no reason?"
"I want him to understand who is the father and who is the son, so that he can be more restrained and stop trying to play tricks on me."
"So... he used to cry to me and say you bullied him just to make me hate you? Hahaha, ouch."
Shen Zhiyi shook her head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "Why did I give birth to such a jealous little kid?"
"Tsk tsk tsk, it should be said that he really takes after his father in this regard."
"What did you say?"
Jiang Cheng was stunned for a moment, then he narrowed his narrow eyes and moved closer.
His voice was hoarse and threatening, "Say that again? Huh?"
“… …”
Shen Zhiyi felt that her waist was starting to ache again. Before Jiang Cheng went to bring the children back, she had been severely "dealt with".
"No, no, I didn't say anything. Let's go to bed. Honey, I finally get a day off tomorrow."
"I've been so tired lately~~sooooo~"
"Okay," Jiang Cheng was just teasing her.
It's hard not to feel sad after hearing this.
He took off his shoes and got on the bed, raising his hand and gently holding her waist: "You sleep, turn over and I will massage you."
"I'll replace that chair in your office when you get back. The backrest is sagging. Doesn't it hurt your back?"
"Yeah, okay, okay~"
Shen Zhiyi turned over and lay on the bed, closing her eyes comfortably to enjoy her man's service, and gradually felt sleepy.
In the side room next door, Jiang Changan had just barely stopped sobbing.
Jiang Yuan is a heartless person and fell asleep a long time ago.
The side room was also spacious, and Shen Zhiyi had originally separated two bedrooms for them.
There is also a small living room in the middle with desks for them to do homework and read.
Jiang Changan nestled in his brother's arms, clutching his collar with his little hands, and said with snot bubbles in his nose, "Brother Ziqian, was I picked up from the trash by Mommy and Daddy?"
"They... hiccup, don't they love me?"
Jiang Ziqian laughed and pinched his little face helplessly.
"Changan, what you said is not right."
"Don't you know whether your father and mother love you or not?"
"Look, your father and your mother work so hard every day, isn't it to give you and all of us a better life?"
"Brother, let me tell you the truth. Your sister Yuanyuan and I have always felt that we owe your father and your mother a lot..."
Jiang Ziqian sighed deeply, and there was a hint of depth and emotion in the boy's eyes.
Now Jiang Changan stopped crying.
He frowned and stretched out his tender little hands, cupping his brother's handsome face and saying, "Haha! Don't say that!"
"Mom will be sad if she hears it!"
"Mom always tells me not to bully you and Sister Yuanyuan, saying you're the best and most sensible kids in the world, and that you and Sister Yuanyuan are both really nice! You're also really good to me, so I don't care... You're just my real brother!"
"Okay, okay, dear brother, I was wrong, Changan."
Seeing Jiang Changan pouting as if he was about to cry again, Jiang Ziqian quickly hugged him and comforted him, "Alright, alright, we were talking about your business, why are you talking about me again?"
"Changan, tell your brother why you always want to snatch mom from your dad?"
"I think you should be happy. I rarely see other children's parents have such a good relationship as theirs."
“… …”
Jiang Changan was silent for a while, then hummed and said, "I just like Mommy."
I just want to marry my mom.
Mom is beautiful, loves me, and smells good.
Chang'an's body also smells nice and soft. Shouldn't my mother love me more?
Why should I love my dad? My dad is as hard as a rock.
Jiang Changan's childish and innocent words made Jiang Ziqian laugh so hard, and he couldn't help feeling a little emotional in his heart.
He had thought the same thing when his aunt first approached him.
But Jiang Ziqian only now understood that his aunt's softness and warmth were not due to her fair skin and pretty face, but because of the kindness and enthusiasm in her bones.
Although until now, he still doesn't know why his aunt suddenly seemed like a different person.
But none of that matters.
Chang'an was right. In his heart, he had actually long regarded his aunt as his second mother.
Whenever I think of her, I feel warm in my heart and feel at ease and secure.
Jiang Ziqian pondered for a moment, tucked in the corner of Jiang Changan's quilt, and then whispered, "Changan, let me tell you the story of your father and your mother."
"After you listen to this, you'll understand why they can't be separated."
"Changan, they are husband and wife, one body, and they will be together for the rest of their lives."
"Changan will also have a girl he likes in the future, and she will be different from his mother."
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