Assistant to My Contracted Husband

The child is only four or five years old, is he developing a bit early?

Hua Nuan is still puzzled and confused, always feeling that her son is too young... still feels like he’s in the nursing stage. In fact, her son is aloof, mature, and has his own little thoughts in mind.

"Son, well done, a targeted approach."

Hua Nuan raised her hand and patted the little guy’s shoulder, pulling him into her arms and pinching his fair cheeks.

A targeted approach, Jiujiu at a young age, simply can’t keep his little mouth still, always liking to have something to eat. As for material things, the Qin Family has already provided plenty, so undoubtedly Huo Qing did the right thing.

Being praised by Hua Nuan, Huo Qing felt even a bit embarrassed, with a slight blush of embarrassment on his handsome face.

"Hmm."

Huo Zun and Hua Nuan exchanged a glance, somewhat feeling that their son is growing up and can’t be kept at home.

Huo Qing didn’t want to disturb Huo Zun and Hua Nuan’s two-person world, so he went upstairs back to his own room. Speaking of his room, Huo Zun equipped the little one with his own little space with everything he might need.

Huo Zun watched Hua Nuan taking small sips of milk and eating fruit, his thin lips curved up as he took the initiative to sit on the sofa, enveloping the woman in his embrace.

"Is it wrong for Huo Qing to take Gu Jinchen’s place?"

Huo Zun had been thinking about it. After all, Little Wanzi was first earmarked by Jian Ran.

Understanding the principle, how could Hua Nuan not know? She chuckled softly and said gently, "Children’s thoughts are pure. Huo Qing only has Little Wanzi as a girl around him, so a little boy can’t help but like her... After all, Tang Bao and Qin Jin, Qin Song are in the same group. When the kids grow older, they will broaden their horizons and better understand their own feelings."

"Besides, Ranran and I as adults look at children and it’s inevitable that we impose our thoughts on them. When they grow up, it’s better for them to make their own decisions."

Hua Nuan’s voice is gentle and melodious. Huo Zun felt as if he was bathing in the spring breeze. The little girl once had a retaliatory threshold, was aggressive, persistent when she had the advantage... No matter which version of Hua Nuan it was, Huo Zun had a tight liking in his heart.

"Alright, I’ll listen to you..."

"You never know, maybe Little Cubao and Little Wanzi will end up together, and we will have to thank our Huo Qing for being such a god-like supporting character."

Huo Zun: "..."

Which mom talks about her own son like that?

Is he really her own son?

Huo Zun chuckled lightly, kissed Hua Nuan’s cheek, and his thin lips curved up.

"Yes, I’ll listen to you... You are the boss of the house."

"Now that’s more like it."

Hua Nuan playfully nestled in Huo Zun’s arms, feeling very sweet.

...

In the living room, Hua Nuan was filled with milk, fruit, and then a lot of nutritious soup and snacks by Huo Zun. Her originally round belly now felt even rounder.

Hua Nuan was helpless.

Before long, Huo Qing came down from upstairs, seemingly hiding something behind his back. Hua Nuan squinted her charming phoenix eyes, playfully saying.

"Hmm, what is it?"

Huo Qing’s little face flushed as he walked up to Hua Nuan, and then he bashfully took it out.

"Here, it’s your Christmas Eve gift."

Hua Nuan’s beautiful eyes widened, seeing Huo Qing holding a delicate pink box with a big bow on it, fulfilling her girlish heart. Hua Nuan became curious about what was inside.

"Thank you, son."

Hua Nuan reached out to take the gift from Huo Qing’s hands, then couldn’t help but turn to Huo Zun and jokingly said.

"See, our son is stronger than daddy..."

Huo Zun was quietly thinking, am I taking the hit lying down?

Hua Nuan’s disdain for him was indeed blatant...

Huo Zun tugged at the corner of his lips, equally curious about what the little one had prepared for Hua Nuan.

"Since it’s a gift from our son, open it quickly and take a look."

"Alright."

Under the quiet yellow light, Hua Nuan was full of excitement. The first time unwrapping a gift from her son, for some reason, perhaps overly sentimental due to pregnancy, Hua Nuan felt her eyes becoming moist.

Hua Nuan sniffled and carefully opened the box, full of expectation, only to see a pink strawberry dessert inside.

Hua Nuan chuckled softly, turns out it’s a dessert.

How cute...

Although not exactly exquisite, it could be seen that thought was put into it.

"Did you make it by yourself?"

"Yes, try it and see."

Huo Qing, resembling a little man, was a bit nervous and self-conscious, always feeling that giving a gift was too pretentious.