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The two little ones looked at their angry mom, turned their heads, and looked helplessly at their dad with their big, confused eyes.
What were little brats?
Mom seemed angry again. When she got mad, they didn’t dare get close. They would get scared.
Because an angry mom didn’t like them and didn’t want them or Dad.
Seeing this, Lin Yan slowed down his actions and looked at the fuming Fang Yuwei. “Did something happen?”
“It’s about to happen!” Fang Yuwei emphasized. After saying that, she raised her slender finger and pointed at Lin Yan. “And you are the culprit!”
The more she thought about it, the more pitiful she felt.
Dying miserably and alone.
And Lin Yan, definitely lacking a woman, would take the two children she suffered ten months to carry and fall into another woman’s arms!
Just thinking about it made Fang Yuwei feel tragically unfair.
Lin Yan brought out the fried dish, utterly confused. His deep black eyes filled with puzzlement. “What did I do?”
How did he become a pervert and a bad guy?
“Hmph!” Fang Yuwei pouted and narrowed her eyes to look at the two little ones standing quietly not far away, about to betray her. “And you two, little brats!”
The two little ones stood innocently, tugging their chubby hands, confused by their mom’s accusations.
Xiao Yangyang mustered up courage, took a small step forward, and nodded vigorously. “Mom, we’re little eggs. Dad is big egg.”
So, please don’t be angry, Mom.
Fang Yuwei nearly broke character. Her gaze swept over the three identical faces, and she dropped a harsh line. “You’re all finished.”
They, as their mother’s loyal supporters, immediately echoed and promised, “Mom, we’re done for.”
Lin Yan: “……”
Whenever Fang Yuwei got angry, all three men in the house became especially obedient. The two sons took their bowls and, without saying a word, lowered their heads and started eating.
They wanted their mother to praise them for being the best at eating.
Lin Yan served rice to Fang Yuwei and also brought her a bowl of soup, not daring to say a single extra word.
After dinner, when it was time for bed, the two little ones hugged their quilts and, as they lay down, once again promised her in their soft, childish voices, “Mom, we’re done for.”
“We’re completely done.”
Fang Yuwei was torn between laughing and crying as she looked at the two of them trying so carefully to please her. She reached out and lightly patted their behinds. “Go to sleep.”
“Love Mom,” Xiao Yangyang mumbled.
Xiao Chaochao immediately leaned over. “I love Mom too.”
“I love Mom the most,” Xiao Yangyang said as he crawled over and burrowed into Fang Yuwei’s arms, planting several kisses on her face.
“I want to kiss Mom too.” Xiao Chaochao came over as well, cupped her face with his little hands, and kissed her over and over again.
Holding her sweet-smelling sons in her arms, Fang Yuwei immediately beamed with joy. She gave each of them a kiss in return. “Sleep quickly now.”
Seeing her being so delighted by the boys’ affection, for the first time, Lin Yan felt a bit envious of these two little rascals.
He got into bed and lay down beside her without saying a word.
He did not know what to say, afraid that anything he said might upset her.
“Lin Yan,” Fang Yuwei suddenly called him.
Lin Yan immediately responded, “Mm.”
She turned to face him, warning with a stern expression, “If we are not together in the future, you’re not allowed to bring my children to be with another woman.”
Seeing Su Yue had reminded her of this matter.
Her children even came to see someone else as their real mother, and it was all Lin Yan’s fault.
Lin Yan’s chest tightened, and his gaze instantly dimmed. “You still want to leave me and the kids, don’t you?”
She had said it before, that she did not want them, that she did not want this kind of life.
Their relationship had improved recently, and he had started to hope.
But she still did not want them.
Fang Yuwei did not expect things to turn out like this. She had not meant that at all. “I didn’t say I wanted to leave you and the kids!”
“Then what do you mean? What do you mean by not being together in the future?” Lin Yan’s deep black eyes stared at her.
Under his gaze, Fang Yuwei’s heartbeat sped up. She pulled the quilt over herself and spoke in a muffled voice, “I meant if, just in case. Anyway, you can’t take my children and go find another woman, or let them call someone else Mom. Just the thought of it makes me mad!”
“I’m so angry!”
“I won’t,” Lin Yan replied firmly, sounding completely certain, and also somewhat puzzled.
Fang Yuwei: “You might.”
Lin Yan, uncharacteristically stubborn, said, “If I promised you something, I won’t go back on it.”
Fang Yuwei lifted the quilt, looked at him, and said, “I’ll believe you for now. You better mean what you say!” After speaking, she covered herself again. “Go to sleep.”
Not long after, her breathing became steady.
Lin Yan stared at the slightly yellowed ceiling, with not a trace of sleepiness in his eyes.
He could not fall asleep and was just thinking about going outside for some air when Fang Yuwei turned over again, threw a long leg over him, and wrapped her arms around him.
Lin Yan’s breathing went haywire.
Ever since she got pregnant, they had not been intimate. After she gave birth, their relationship fell apart. She did not want to have a conjugal relationship with him. When he had tried to ease their relationship, she had even pushed him away hard, her words full of disgust, which had cut Lin Yan deeply.
Just being this close to her was enough to stir his heart.
He loved her. That love had not lessened in the slightest.
“Mm—” She seemed to be dreaming again. Her delicate brows furrowed as she kept scooting closer to Lin Yan, rubbing herself against him.
Lin Yan’s mind buzzed. He just lay there stiffly.
Time seemed to slow down. All he could hear were his own heartbeat and breathing. He did not know how long had passed. Then he turned his head and quietly gazed at her sleeping face, his eyes unknowingly filling with tenderness.
In her dream, Fang Yuwei again recalled scenes from the plot. Lin Yan had fallen in love with Su Yue, and her two children stuck close to Su Yue, calling her Mom and treating her with the utmost filial respect.
Lin Yan was so good to Su Yue that it made her feel sour. The two of them were truly a pair of deeply affectionate husband and wife.
Fang Yuwei was so angry she woke up, and the first thing she saw was Lin Yan’s face right in front of her. She let out a heavy snort, “You pervert, what are you doing?”
She thought Lin Yan had taken advantage of her while she was sleeping. Just as she was about to keep scolding him, she realized it was she herself who was clinging to him like an octopus, and her face immediately turned bright red.
“You—”
Before she could finish her sentence, her eyes widened in shock. Her entire body froze, and the redness on her skin spread from her face downward.
Lin Yan pulled her into his embrace and lowered his head to kiss her red lips.
His kiss was gentle, softly enclosing her lips, slowly sucking, lingering along the outline of her lips, then gradually moving inward.
Fang Yuwei lost control of her body, left at his mercy.
Lin Yan pried open her teeth and moved deeper, entwining her tongue with his.
Step by step, he advanced steadily. Just when she felt it was getting overwhelming, he withdrew with precise control and returned to her lips. His long fingers rested on her back, gently soothing her again and again.
In her mind, Fang Yuwei remembered their first time together.
Actually, it was Fang Yuwei who had taken advantage of Lin Yan physically. Back then, she was still a student on campus, and Lin Yan was already working. Though she was good-looking, Lin Yan was also very handsome. Two of her dormmates had a crush on him, but he was so devoted that even without her making a move, no one could steal him away. His heart was solely hers.
At that time, he was willing to spend money on her, endlessly patient and gentle. No matter how capricious she was, he always coaxed her with a good temper.
Fang Yuwei had loved him because no one had ever treated her so well.
Just before graduation, she said she wanted to travel. Lin Yan scrimped and saved for two months to take her on a trip. That was the first time she had flown out of the province. She had been both excited and nervous, sticking to him as if glued.
That night at the hotel, she saw him come out of the shower and took the initiative, holding him close with the intention to win him over.
Lin Yan was gentle and patient that time. He treated her very well, always spoiling her, willing to give her the stars but not the moon.
Actually, she willingly went back with Lin Yan, but later, the love gradually wore away in the mundane daily life. Coupled with financial struggles and the hardships of childbirth, her heart was unwilling.
Fang Yuwei felt moved deep inside and slowly wrapped her arms around Lin Yan’s waist. His eyes flickered and his emotions briefly lost control. Finally, his forehead rested against hers, voice low and hoarse: “Weiwei, can we stop fighting, okay?”
Listening carefully, there was a hint of suppressed grievance in his tone.
Of course he felt wronged. These years, Lin Yan had a hard time. Seeing their relationship grow colder, the person he wanted to spend his life with treated him coldly.
All he really wanted was to live a good life with her.
Fang Yuwei instinctively grabbed his clothes, her heart stirring in waves. Her confidence was weak: “I’m not fighting with you.”
“It’s my fault. I lied to you to get married. Tell me how I can make it up to you.” Lin Yan thought she cared about this and spoke sincerely.
Fang Yuwei didn’t expect he still remembered that. She had just said it casually. She changed the subject: “Other people have one child, but you tricked me into having two.”
Lin Yan couldn’t respond to that. Having two kids wasn’t something he could control.
“Having two is so hard. They are also so naughty.” Fang Yuwei kept grumbling, looking for excuses. “They make my head buzz every day.”
“Sorry.” Lin Yan held her, his eyes full of guilt. His thin lips brushed her brow as he kept apologizing, “It’s my fault. I won’t let them bother you anymore.”
“Mm—” Fang Yuwei, acting a bit spoiled, nestled in her husband’s arms, nodded slightly, tightening her grip on his hand and rubbed against him affectionately.
Next moment, she saw Xiao Yangyang had gotten up at some unknown time.
He sat on his small bed holding his quilt, his bright big eyes watching them.
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