"No, no, no, we can’t call her godmother. Ling Ge is designated as my future daughter-in-law. If we call her that, it’ll be chaotic, better to just call her aunt!"
"You’re still thinking about this?"
"Of course, I am. I’ve always rembered it. But this isn’t urgent. It’s just sothing to say now. Who knows about the kids’ future? If it happens, that would be great. If not, there’s no need to force it. Let them be."
Ye Xinluo carefully put away the ornate box, planning to give it to the child to wear when she was a bit older. After all, she was just born, and her wrists were too small to wear it securely.
Lan Shan sat by the bed, chatting with her. Sohow, she thought of what Gong Shaoyu told her that day, glanced at her, and a hint of worry flashed in her eyes.
"Xinluo, what are your plans for the future?"
"Plans for what?"
For a mont, she didn’t understand what she ant. After looking at her for a while, she finally reacted, and her smile froze awkwardly at the corner of her mouth. As if exhausted, she replied, "I don’t know."
"Are you planning to go back?"
"I also don’t know, Shanshan. To be honest, I’m living well now. I have both a son and a daughter. My biological parents don’t really matter to anymore. I’ve gotten used to this for so many years!"
Seeing her hanging her head, Lan Shan imdiately laughed and said, "Oh dear, don’t be so sentintal. Take it one step at a ti. There’s always a way to solve things. Alright, alright, don’t forget you’re still in postpartum confinent. If you keep making a sour face all day, what if the baby ends up with a sour face too?"
She made her laugh, and with a playful glare she said, "It’s not as terrible as you say!"
"Shan’er, I suddenly realized you’ve gained weight!"
ntioning this, Lan Shan’s face was filled with grievance, "I’ve put on quite a bit of weight, okay? I gained during pregnancy, and now it’s just a little better. I’m considering whether to lose weight!"
Ye Xinluo looked at her own chubbier arms and was also considering whether to lose weight.
...
At night, Beichen Rui held her as they slept, noticing the little woman in his arms was restlessly moving about, "What’s wrong?"
"Beichen Rui, if I beco a big fatty, will you dislike ?"
"Why are you suddenly asking this?"
Ye Xinluo pursed her lips, "I just suddenly realized I’ve gained so weight. I want to lose weight."
Beichen Rui’s face instantly turned serious, "No dieting. You look better with a bit more weight, feels more comfortable to hold."
Thinking of dieting before even finishing confinent, what will happen in the future?
After managing to shift away from this topic and coaxing her to sleep, it felt like he hadn’t slept long before a sharp cry pierced the air.
Half asleep, Ye Xinluo sat up, just about to pull back the covers to hold the baby, when an arm suddenly reached out in front of her, pulling her back.
Following that, Beichen Rui’s groggy voice ca through, "You go back to sleep, I’ll go."
Saying this, he got out of bed, walked over to the crib with sleepy eyes, picked up the little one who was crying heartbreakingly, and went to the lounge chair to get a bottle with stored milk, bringing it to her mouth.
The little one, as if sensing sothing, waved her arms and legs, opened her mouth, and happily latched onto the nipple.
After coaxing the baby back to sleep, his eyes were already fighting a battle of exhaustion. He walked back to the bed and fell asleep imdiately.
In the morning, Ye Xinluo opened her eyes, and the spot beside her had been empty for a while. She pulled back the covers and got out of bed, first going to the crib to check. At that mont, Ling Ge was lying there with her eyes open, completely still, possibly lost in thought.
Ye Xinluo found that this little one, aside from crying a couple of tis when hungry or when the diaper made her uncomfortable, was mostly quite undemanding.
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