A charming widow in her 70s married a factory manager and raised his children.

Sun Yongxian suspected that her charm had disappeared after she became pregnant, otherwise how could Shi Peiran be so calm?

Or perhaps he doesn't like it?

No wonder!

She knew his reactions all too well; his eyes practically devoured her completely.

Sun Yongxian kicked the thin blanket away.

"I'm not cold at all, I'm unbearably hot, I don't need any blankets!"

Shi Peiran pulled the thin blanket back, gripped it tightly, and said with difficulty, his voice choked with emotion, "Yongxian, don't do this..."

"What did I do wrong? I've been so...pleading with you, and you..."

Sun Yongxian tugged at her bodice, her voice choked with emotion, "Shi Peiran, have I become uglier since I got pregnant? Do you dislike me now?"

Perhaps feeling ashamed of herself, she lay back down with her back to Shi Peiran after she finished speaking.

Hearing her soft sobs, Shi Peiran struggled for a moment before finally sighing, lying down beside her, and pulling her into his arms.

"Yongxian, you don't need to do anything to please me, I'm already..."

He didn't continue speaking, but showed through his actions that he needed her very much. She didn't need to do anything; just being in his presence was enough to make his heart flutter.

Fearing to hurt Sun Yongxian, Shi Peiran was very careful. But Sun Yongxian, the pregnant woman, was both naive and playful. She was satisfied in no time and even wanted to kick him away.

Shi Peiran lay down to one side to calm his breathing.

They shared an apartment with Sister Jin, and it would be too embarrassing to go out and take a cold shower at this time of year, so they had to rely on themselves.

Sun Yongxian nestled lazily in Shi Peiran's arms, and after a while, she asked softly, "Shall I help you?"

Shi Peiran suddenly hugged the person tightly...

At this time, Lu Congyue did not see the pink bib; he only saw Zhuang Qingxiang calmly holding her three children as they slept.

"daughter in law……"

He leaned closer, all sticky and clingy, "Where's the bib you embroidered?"

Zhuang Qingxiang patted him on the shoulder: "It's hot, don't get too close."

The little kids are already like little furnaces, and this big furnace is standing so close. Who does he want to kill with heat in this hot weather?

Lu Congyue had no choice but to step back slightly, pick up a palm-leaf fan and gently wave it, continuing to ask in a low voice, "I'm asking you a question, haven't you finished embroidering yet?"

"It's finished embroidering," Zhuang Qingxiang replied, squinting her eyes and enjoying the breeze.

Lu Congyue's heart immediately warmed, and he couldn't help but cling to her again: "Where should I put it? Want to try it on?"

Zhuang Qingxiang opened her eyes instantly and glared at him, "Those were gifts, they've already been prepared and given away."

Lu Congyue's burning heart cooled down, and she complained, "Why did you give it away after embroidering it for so long? Couldn't you have worn it yourself..."

As he spoke, he threw down his fan and slipped his hand under his clothes.

"I want to see you wear it."

"You won't want to wear it if you don't want to?" Zhuang Qingxiang chuckled softly.

Lu Congyue looked up and saw that all three children were asleep, then pulled her into his arms: "Whether I want to or not, don't you know best?"

"I don't know," Zhuang Qingxiang said with a smile, avoiding his gaze.

She was unusually playful, and even her deliberately lowered laughter had a captivating sweetness.

Lu Congyue's self-control vanished like dust in the face of her laughter, long gone.

He impatiently pulled her into his arms, biting her ear and deliberately saying fiercely, "Then I'll let you know what's what!"

A moment later, a low, pleading voice came from inside the room: "Congyue, I was wrong... Please go to the west room, please go to the west room?"

Zhuang Qingxiang bit her lip and twisted her body to avoid Lu Congyue's hand, afraid that she would make strange noises and disturb the three children.

Lu Congyue chuckled softly, "Yes, sir."

He carried the person to the west room, closed the door, and only then did he feel at ease enough to start messing around. Lu Congyue proved with his strength that he wanted to, really wanted to, extremely wanted to!

In the morning, Zhuang Qingxiang got up on time, but her whole body felt weak and her bones felt limp.

Lu Congyue didn't fuss for long last night. He woke up this morning full of energy, went for a run, and bought breakfast.

After the family finished breakfast, Lu Congyue took Xiao Luyue to work and enrolled her in the preschool class.

After a year in the preparatory class, students who pass the exam can advance to the first grade.

"Yueyue, you can't just take leave like this. You have to study hard." He squatted down and earnestly instructed the little girl.

Xiao Luyue already knows she's going to be in the preschool class, and her mother even made her a new schoolbag. She's quite nervous now.

Lu Congyue patted her head: "Don't worry, our Yueyue is so smart, she'll definitely be fine!"

"Mmm!" Little Lu Yue gritted her teeth and nodded hard, her little fists clenched tightly.

She will definitely work hard; she wants to make her mother proud!

After watching Xiao Luyue walk into the classroom, Lu Congyue went back to work.

After a busy morning, just before he was about to leave work, Shanghua called to ask how things were going after he got back.

Hearing her caring voice, Lu Congyue felt a little awkward. He mumbled that everything was fine and was about to hang up.

Shang Hua: "Cong Yue, is something urgent? Why did you hang up after only a few words?"

"No..." Lu Congyue frowned, "I just think phone calls are expensive, so it's best not to make calls unless it's important."

On the other end of the phone, Shang Hua paused for a moment, then calmly asked, "Did my dad say anything to you?"

Lu Congyue was at a loss for words and could only remain silent.

Shang Hua took a deep breath: "I didn't expect my dad to be like this... Alright, since you know, I won't hide it from you anymore. We're both in our thirties, no need to waste time. Lu Congyue, I want to form a revolutionary family with you and raise Cheng Lin together, what do you think?"

Lu Congyue was in a real bind. He didn't want to talk to Shang Hua any more, because he was afraid of hearing her bring up this matter.

They had a perfectly good sibling relationship, and she suddenly wanted to marry him. How strange is that?

"Sister Shang," Lu Congyue pursed her lips and answered steadily, "I only see you as an older sister."

"Be your older sister?" Shang Hua's voice rose slightly. "But I'm not your older sister. Although I'm three years older than you, we know each other so well that three years isn't a problem, right?"

"But I consider you my own sister," Lu Congyue said in a deep voice. "Sister Shang, I hope you will always be my sister, and I am willing to be your brother forever."

Shang Hua fell silent.

Lu Congyue continued, "When Uncle Shang brought this up with me, I already made my stance clear. Sister Shang, I think you should also figure out what you really want. Marriage is not a game. Since you've already made a mistake once, don't make the same mistake again. Uncle Shang and I both really want to see you happy."

He spoke sincerely, but Shang Hua seemed to suddenly react, retorting, "So what if I made a mistake once? Does that make you right? Wasn't your marriage to Zhuang Qingxiang a mistake too? Even more so than mine! Precisely because we made a mistake, our union is the right thing to do, and that's why we'll be happy!"

Shang Hua spoke with great emotion, while Lu Congyue frowned as he listened.

He sensed that Shang Hua's condition was somewhat off.