"Baby, your nickname is An'an, do you like it?"
Tang Xingmi's eyes were filled with maternal tenderness as she smiled and gently touched the child's face with her fingers.
The baby seems to really like this name.
Smile at her.
That smile completely stole Tang Xingmi's heart.
At this moment, her heart and eyes are only for her baby.
The man sitting next to her was completely ignored.
He saw that his wife's entire focus was on the baby.
I didn't really get a good look at him.
I didn't even give him a proper hug.
This kid, he was born to compete for favor.
A strong sense of jealousy rose in someone's eyes.
"An'an, my little An'an, you must grow up safe and sound." Tang Xingmi's eyes were always on the baby, and she smiled gently.
He put his arm around her shoulder and said, "Honey, you just gave birth, you need to rest more."
Even a little girl doesn't care about her own body when she sees a baby.
I only care about the baby.
"I'm fine." She just wanted to hold him a little longer.
Tang Xingmi couldn't bear to let go.
Seeing this, Fu Xiaohan had no choice but to say, "Baby needs to rest now, right? Look how sleepy his eyes are. Let's hold him after he's rested, okay?"
An'an is clearly very energetic.
I don't feel sleepy at all.
The baby was utterly speechless.
Stinky poop, it's obvious it wants to monopolize Mommy.
And they said it so grandly and righteously.
"Oh well."
Seeing that his wife had agreed, Fu Xiaohan quickly called Leng Ye over, "Take the young master to rest quickly."
Leng Ye has not yet taken over the young master's hand.
An'an cried in her mother's arms.
Tang Xingmi panicked when she saw the baby crying.
She gently patted him and tried to soothe him, but the baby continued to cry loudly. She asked anxiously, "What's wrong with the baby?"
Standing by the bed, Leng Ye casually asked, "Is the young master hungry?"
Tang Xingmi thought that her baby hadn't eaten a single bite of food since birth.
She must be starving to be crying.
Leng Ye wisely left quickly and closed the door.
Leng Ye left.
Tang Xingmi prepared to lift her clothes to feed the baby.
Seeing that Fu Xiaohan was staring at her, she said shyly, "Ahan, turn around first."
She felt too embarrassed to let him just watch like that.
Fu Xiaohan obediently turned around and faced away from her.
Only then did she let the baby start eating.
They didn't get any food at all and were dissatisfied.
She cried even harder.
Tang Xingmi's price has risen sharply.
The baby can't get any food.
"Ahan," Tang Xingmi called out anxiously.
Fu Xiaohan quickly turned around, "What's wrong, sweetie?"
Tang Xingmi explained the reason to him.
Fu Xiaohan reassured her, "Don't worry, I'll have the doctor take a look."
A female doctor arrived shortly after.
After inspection, it was discovered that the blockage was causing the obstruction.
So the baby can't eat it.
The doctor told them that they could try massaging with a hot towel, or there was a more direct method.
Tang Xingmi's face turned bright red upon hearing this.
Fu Xiaohan, however, found it very pleasing.
I think the method the doctor mentioned is particularly good.
After the doctor left.
Fu Xiaohan called Leng Ye over and carried An'an out.
Close the door.
"Okay, let's begin."
Fu Xiaohan seemed impatient.
Tang Xingmi was extremely shy, and her voice was so soft it was barely audible as she reminded him, "Don't bite me later."
"knew."
He agreed very quickly.
He lifted her clothes and kissed her.
Thanks to Fu Xiaohan's hard work, the blockage was finally cleared.
Tang Xingmi felt very uncomfortable at first.
With Fu Xiaohan's continued efforts, she felt much better.
He was most willing to do this.
After Tang Xingmi finished disinfecting, Fu Xiaohan had Leng Ye bring An'an back.
The little one, nestled in its mother's arms, finally got to eat.
After eating, An'an fell asleep.
They went back to the crib.
Leng Ye and Wen Yan stood guard at the door.
Fu Xiaohan stayed by Tang Xingmi's side, coaxing her to sleep.
It was 3 a.m.
Two men dressed in black and wearing black masks moved nimbly, found their position, and jumped in through the window.
Arrive at the crib.
This is their target to kill tonight.
Upon seeing the sleeping children, one of them drew a gleaming silver dagger from his waist.
His eyes flashed with ferocity as he aimed at the baby's chest, ready to stab it hard.
The knife tip was only a hand's width away from the child.
Another man grabbed his wrist, stopping him in time.
The man gripping the dagger widened his eyes, staring at him and whispering, "Yi Qing, what are you doing?"
Liang Yiqing pushed him away and said, "He can't die."
The man, unaware of what had gotten into him, reminded him, "Have you forgotten the task Miss Jiang assigned to the two of us?"
If they don't kill the child and the woman, they'll be dead.
"Don't forget, we are assassins. This is our mission. If we fail to complete the mission, going back will mean certain death."
Liang Yiqing insisted, "My principle is that children cannot be killed."
The man didn't know what to say to him.
For a professional assassin to have compassion is a grave mistake.
"What will you do if Miss Jiang finds out about what you've done?"
Liang Yiqing said, "I have my own way of handling things, and I won't implicate you."
Killing anyone else is fine, but such a tiny baby, who knows nothing, has just come into this world and is already dying.
He simply couldn't bring himself to do it.
Taking advantage of Liang Yiqing's inattention, the man quickly covered the child's mouth with one hand and held a dagger in the other, stabbing the child's body with a sudden thrust.
Liang Yiqing's pupils widened as he witnessed the child being killed right before his eyes.
He angrily exclaimed, "You!"
"Yi Qing, if he doesn't die, we will!"
"Let's go." The man led Liang Yiqing out the window.
They found Tang Xingmi's room and quietly entered through the window.
Tang Xingmi, lying on the bed, was fast asleep.
Fu Xiaohan held her hand, sat on the stool, and leaned over the bed.
The two looked at each other.
Liang Yiqing was in charge of the woman, while the man was left to his accomplices.
The two had a clear division of labor.
I moved closer to the bedside step by step.
He slowly raised the dagger in his hand, preparing to kill them.
Fu Xiaohan's ears twitched, and he opened his eyes.
The sharp knife was aimed straight at the back of Fu Xiaohan's head.
He moved nimbly, tilting his head to dodge the attack, and with a quick movement, grabbed the wrist of the person behind him accurately. He then stood up swiftly and delivered a side kick.
The man was kicked back several steps by a force, his back slamming against the wall.
I never expected that the young master of the Fu family would have such skills!
He underestimated him.
The man threw a punch and began to retaliate fiercely. The two were locked in combat, and Fu Xiaohan's attacks were fast and ruthless, including a Shadow Flying Knee.
Strike at the opponent's vitals.
The man was forced to retreat repeatedly, unable to retaliate.
Finally, he collapsed to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Liang Yiqing faced the person on the bed, a sharp blade held against her neck.
He threatened Fu Xiaohan, "Let him go, or your wife will become my victim."
Fu Xiaohan turned to the side, a slight smile playing on his thin lips. "Oh, is that so?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the person on the bed quickly executed a beautiful grappling move, placing the knife directly against Liang Yiqing's neck.
"You are not her!"
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