Chapter 342 Mu Yansen’s Partiality
I know Wenxi said it on purpose for Mu Yansen to hear. It's his fault for talking about the little princess every day and never even looking at his son.
Mu Yansen was so focused on his daughter that he didn't realize the hidden meaning of his wife's words.
I am feeding my daughter milk at the moment.
Xiao Chengyan smacked his lips, feeling so satisfied after drinking it.
After seeing this, Mu Yansen felt completely soft-hearted.
When Wenxi saw him like this, she thought she had to talk to him. Her son also needed fatherly love, and he shouldn't be so partial.
In the evening, the two babies were handed over to the care of the confinement nanny. Wenxi came out of the bath, and Mu Yansen was swimming upstairs and had not returned yet.
She sat on the bed and waited for a while before Mu Yansen opened the door and came in.
Seeing Wenxi sitting at the head of the bed, reading a book and not sleeping, he raised his eyebrows.
"Xixi, are you waiting for me?"
Wenxi put down the book and looked at the tall, muscular man at the door with an infuriating face.
Pursing her lips, she said, "Go take a shower first, and we'll talk later."
Mu Yansen's eyes became deep and he stared at her.
"Okay, Xixi, wait for me, I'll be there soon."
Then, without waiting for Wenxi to say anything, he quickly slipped into the bathroom.
Wenxi: ...
Did Mr. Mu’s look just now indicate a misunderstanding?
Mu Yansen took five minutes to finish his shower. Before going out, he sniffed his body coquettishly to see if it smelled good.
Oh, his little woman must have missed him, so she specially washed herself and waited for him.
But Mu Yansen was conflicted. He hadn't even finished his confinement yet. Was that really okay?
Oh, never mind, his wife took the initiative, how could he spoil the fun!
Mu Yansen opened the door excitedly, lifted the quilt, hugged Wenxi and started to kiss her.
Wenxi was stunned for a moment, then pushed him away with great effort.
Mu Yansen raised his head in confusion, his hair still a little wet.
Eyes as dark as a deep pool stared at her.
"Xixi, what's wrong?"
Wenxi pushed him again.
"Mr. Mu, please stand up. I have something to tell you."
"Don't you want to spend a wonderful night with me?"
Wenxi blushed.
He said unhappily, “That’s all you have in your mind. I have something to talk to you about.”
Mu Yansen looked at her carefully for a while, and only after making sure that there was no such intention in Wenxi's eyes did he have to suppress the restlessness in his body and sit up straight.
"Xixi, what do you want to talk to me about?"
Wenxi paused for a moment before saying, "Mr. Mu, do you like the river?"
Mu Yansen thought for a moment and said, "I like him, he's my own child."
Disappointment flashed in Wenxi's eyes.
"Mr. Mu, he is your son. You should have thought about it for a moment. If Xiaohe understood, he would be very sad.
Usually, you only hold Xiaoyan. I have never seen you hold Xiaohe. They are all your children. When I was pregnant, you promised me that you would not be partial to each other. As long as they are my children, you will love them equally.
But now you have completely forgotten what you said before and are extremely biased."
Mu Yansen opened his mouth to say something, but found that he couldn't defend himself because he really only favored his daughter and had never held a son.
"Xixi, I was wrong."
"Well, it's good that you recognize your mistakes, but how do you plan to correct them in the future?"
Mu Yansen thought for a moment and said, "Can I hold Xiaohe for a bit tomorrow?"
Wenxi looked at him gravely, obviously dissatisfied with his answer.
Mu Yansen saw that his wife was really angry.
"I'll try to hug him more often when I have time."
Although, Wenxi didn't believe him. When she saw her daughter, she had already forgotten about it.
She thought for a moment and said, "I have a suggestion."
"What's your suggestion? Xixi, tell me, and your husband will definitely do it."
"Well, it's very simple, you can definitely do it. From now on, we will take turns taking care of the two babies. Starting tomorrow, I will take care of Xiaoyan and you will take care of Xiaohe. The day after tomorrow, we will switch again, and we will take turns like this from now on. We still have to go to work, so we don't have much time to take care of the babies, but I still want you to treat both children equally."
Mu Yansen frowned and said, "Can I take care of Xiaoyan for two days?"
Wenxi looked at him coldly.
He weakly took back his words.
"Okay, that's it."
The next day, Mu Yansen held his son absentmindedly, his eyes always glancing towards his daughter.
She lowered her head and glanced at the son in her arms with disdain.
"Mu Chenghe, it's all your fault! I can't hold my little princess anymore."
"Mr. Mu, please be more careful."
Wenxi's voice sounded nearby, and Mu Yansen had no choice but to pretend to be happy and entertain his son.
After a while, Mu Chenghe burst into tears, and Mu Yansen glanced at him casually.
"Why are you crying?"
Mu Chenghe: If I could speak, I wouldn’t cry.
Mu Yansen was so annoyed that he didn't want to pay any attention to him.
"Stop crying, or you'll wake up your sister."
Mu Chengyan had already fallen asleep. Wen Xi completed his task and went back to the bedroom to take a shower.
How could the child possibly understand what Mu Yansen said? He continued to howl, and Mu Yansen really wanted to throw him aside.
Afraid that he would wake up the little princess, she picked up Mu Chenghe and carried him out of the small room.
He warned, "Don't cry! Do you hear me? If you cry again, I'll throw you down the stairs."
After Mu Yansen finished speaking, he felt a chill on his back.
When he turned around, he saw Wenxi standing behind him, looking at him sinisterly.
He said guiltily, "I don't know what's wrong with this child? He keeps crying. I was afraid he would wake Xiaoyan, so I took him out."
Wenxi came over and took his son away from him.
She sniffed his little butt.
A foul smell hit me.
I carried him into the room, put him on the changing table, and changed his diaper skillfully. The little guy pooped and cried because he was uncomfortable. He also knew it was painful.
Mu Yansen came in afterwards, smelled a foul odor, frowned and covered his nose.
Wenxi: ...
She really wanted to beat Mu Yansen up now.
His son had poop and felt uncomfortable, but not only did he not change his stool, he also threatened him verbally and now he despises him.
She remembered that her daughter pooped that day, but he changed it without blinking, as if her daughter's poop was fragrant.
She was so angry.
Before Mu Yansen realized the seriousness of the matter, his son let go and he ran over to admire his daughter's sleeping face.
His little princess is so adorable! She will definitely be a stunning beauty when she grows up.
After Wenxi changed her son's diaper, she held him and patted him a few times. The little guy felt comfortable and fell asleep quickly.
After putting her son in the crib, she turned and left.
The confinement nanny will come to take care of you in a while.
Mu Yansen looked at his daughter for a while before leaving the small room with satisfaction.
Back to their own bedrooms.
As soon as I entered, it was pitch black.
He wondered why Wenxi went to bed so early.
He tiptoed into the bathroom, took a quick shower, and went to bed to hug Wenxi.
But Wenxi pushed him away.
"Don't hug me, I'm not feeling well."
"Xixi, where do you feel uncomfortable?"
"It's uncomfortable to sleep with me in your arms!"
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