After a brief silence, Qin Jiran seed to realize sothing and said, "Let it be. It’s better to not et than to et. If he really has co to terms with it, that’s good." After all, he had co to terms with it long ago. Just like that saying, it’s better to not et than to et, he was past the age of craving paternal love. Moreover, the most important thing was that he was very happy now. His life was completely without regrets, and he didn’t need anything else to fill any voids.
"I feel the sa way," Su Yanyi agreed.
In October, Qin Jiran finished shooting in Country Q and returned to his holand. However, this ti, he ca back with work to do. The A-city ambassador needed to film a short clip. He only rested for one day upon his return before jumping back into the hectic work schedule.
Fortunately, the shoot only took three days to complete, two days ahead of schedule, which gave him two additional days to spend with Yanyi and the kids.
At nearly nine months old, the baby was already very agile. Moreover, because of frequent video calls, there was no unfamiliarity between Little Tangyuan and Qin Jiran. In fact, the short separation made Tangyuan even more inclined to stick close to Qin Jiran, eliciting a sweetness that made Su Yanyi sowhat jealous—but she couldn’t tell if she was jealous of her husband or her child.
Qin Jiran, of course, enjoyed being close to the children. Holding one plump baby in each arm, he kissed one and then the other. Both babies returned the affection, clinging to Qin Jiran’s neck and pressing their little faces against his, sweetly calling him "Daddy," which lted his heart.
"Holding both of them, doesn’t it feel like weightlifting?" Su Yanyi pinched the chubby faces of the babies, teasing the two children.
"Hehe, it’s a good kind of heavy," Qin Jiran jested, shaking his arms a bit. They were indeed a little heavy, but it felt really good—soft and squishy, like holding two atballs.
"They’re like two balls," Su Yanyi said earnestly, making a genuine observation and not at all implying any disdain for the two little ones.
"Haha, isn’t that what you were thinking when you nad them? Little atball and Little Glutinous Rice Ball—aren’t they both round?" Qin Jiran laughed joyfully. His own children, no matter what they looked like, were the most adorable to him.
"Ball! Ball!" Little atball was really fond of talking. His linguistic talent was extrely high; every ti there was a new phrase to learn, he was the first to master it. In this regard, Glutinous Rice Ball was considerably slower.
"You’re a little ball ball, you know that?" Seeing her son being so cooperative, Su Yanyi imdiately started poking Little atball’s nose and teaching him.
"Ball ball." Little atball had no idea he was being teased by his mother again and still obediently repeated the words ball ball. Then, seeming to feel clever for having learned sothing new, his smile grew even more radiant.
"Silly billy," Su Yanyi couldn’t help but laughingly scold when she saw her son’s foolish look.
"Egg!" Children learning to speak always have monts of suddenness, like suddenly catching on to a certain word and then blurting it out. Just like ball ball before and egg now—although ball ball was learned by Little atball, it was Glutinous Rice Ball who had caught on to egg!
For Glutinous Rice Ball, being the first to learn a word before Little atball was definitely a first, and everyone’s gaze turned to Glutinous Rice Ball.
Interested, Su Yanyi repeated, "Silly billy?"
"Silly, silly, egg!" Glutinous Rice Ball caught on quickly. Even though the pronunciation wasn’t very clear, the words silly billy were unmistakable.
Seeing this, Qin Jiran suddenly had a bittersweet thought and jokingly said, "Ahem, I can’t help but feel that Glutinous Rice Ball’s linguistic talent is being used in an odd way, right?"
"What do you an?" Su Yanyi was montarily not quite sure what to make of it and asked reflexively.
"Don’t you think there’s sothing amiss with Little Glutinous Rice Ball learning to say silly billy first?" Qin Jiran countered with laughter in his voice.
After a mont’s thought, Su Yanyi understood what Qin Jiran ant. She stared straight at her daughter and slightly furrowed her eyebrows, deciding it would be better not to call them silly in the future, especially when speaking to children with different linguistic talents!
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