Quick Transmigration and Childbirth: The Target is Not Human

Xia Yangyang's heart melted instantly.

So cute.

If Victor's bluish skin didn't fit her aesthetic, it made her think of a demon.

Little Ian is an angel, Cupid, the god of love in the West.

His little face was all pink from crying, and his light-colored eyes were filled with innocence and kindness.

Because of the previous discipline, Ian seemed a little afraid of her. She tried to keep her voice steady: "Don't run around anymore, understand? Come back with Mommy."

Xia Yangyang had never held a child before, so she barely imitated Victor's posture, supporting his bottom with one hand and holding his back with the other, and pulled him into her arms.

However, the moment Ian was embraced, it was as if a rebellious switch had been flipped.

His eyes reddened, and he struggled to his feet, shouting, "Don't worry about me! You're not my mother! Just because you saved me doesn't mean I should forgive you! You didn't raise me, you abandoned me in the sea for three years and never looked back! I won't call you my mother!"

Xia Yangyang understood what was bothering him.

She tucked the unruly tentacles under her arm: "You won't acknowledge me as your mother? Then why did you secretly bring me food?"

Ian blushed, struggling to free one of his tentacles and forcefully pushing against her coiled arms, but to no avail: "That's for Father!"

"If you don't believe me, your father doesn't eat those things. I'm the only human in the ocean."

"Can't I just carry it around for fun? Don't get the wrong idea, it's not for you!"

The mother and son engaged in a heated argument, bickering for quite some time, until little Ian was almost brought to tears. Only then did Xia Yangyang slowly regain her composure, her eyes gently shimmering with tears.

"I'm sorry, Ian."

The words, though seemingly light, carried immense weight, sinking into Ian's heart.

He froze, something hot landing on his palm.

"..."

Xia Yangyang pressed her face against his soft cheek and murmured hoarsely, "I shouldn't have kept running away from my responsibilities. You had the courage to come to me, but my reaction disappointed you so much... It's all my own fault that you don't accept me. I'm so cowardly, how can I be worthy of being your mother?"

The scalding hot liquid that had melted in the sea flowed onto his face.

Ian's little hands were at a loss for what to do. He looked like he was about to cry, his nose was red and twitching, but he stubbornly turned his face away and forced it back down.

"Please give me another chance, Ian."

My heart is pounding.

It belongs to him, but it also seems to belong to her.

"I've never been a mother before, and this is my first time being a mother. Can you teach me how to be a good mother... okay?" Xia Yangyang kissed his cheek.

Tears finally welled up in Ian's eyes, which he had been holding back for so long.

He gripped her clothes tightly on her shoulders, their two small hands intertwined.

"I...I...I won't give you that chance so easily, that would be betraying my father." His voice was trembling with sobs.

An unexpected yet logical outcome.

Xia Yangyang's eyes dimmed, she sniffed, but her heart felt like it was being pricked by countless tiny needles.

"So..." Ian suddenly continued, "I've betrayed my father for you now."

He struggled to create distance between them, staring intently at her. In his stubborn, light-colored eyes, there was a clear resemblance to Victor.

Xia Yangyang froze, then quickly realized what was happening and her throat tightened.

She hugged him tightly, her arms tightening and tightening again.

"Thank you, Ian."

This was the first time she had ever truly felt the unbreakable bond of blood ties.

*

When Victor returned after three days away, he was greeted by a scene of loving mother and filial son.

Xia Yangyang had somehow acquired some little tiger shoes, which she meticulously embroidered on the ground. She smiled as she looked at Ian beside her.

Ian's eight tentacles were all wearing little tiger shoes, and he couldn't even walk properly anymore; he was crooked and unsteady when he stood up.

Not only that, his originally naked upper body was now wrapped in a large red bellyband, which was extremely vulgar!

Not to mention the silver safety lock around her neck and the silver bracelets on her wrists that jingled as they swung.

He strolled from outside the hall to a distance of ten meters from the two of them.

His face grew increasingly gloomy.

What angered him so much was, in essence, Ian's complete lack of trust in her.

The maids even wore relaxed and friendly smiles.

It turns out there really are people with that kind of ability.

With just a silver tongue and a fake smile, she can fool everyone.

Xia Yangyang was the first to see Victor. The moment she saw him, her smile froze on her face and vanished in an instant.

Xia Yangyang stood up from the ground, still holding her needlework in her hand.

Immediately afterwards, little Ian noticed his mother's change and saw his father, who looked like a demon.

Without saying a word, he took his mother's hand and stood in front of his father.

Xia Yangyang also wanted to smile at Victor, but the shadow of the previous times was too heavy, and her fake smile might look uglier than crying.

It's better not to laugh at all.

But in Victor's eyes, the two of them, one big and one small, huddling together for warmth, made him seem like the villain who separated the mother and child.

He's the one who raised Ian, isn't he?

Victor stood opposite Xia Yangyang, extended his hand to her, and spoke in a voice as cold as the Arctic wind.

"Take it out."

Xia Yangyang frowned, vaguely knowing what was going on, but feigning ignorance: "What?"

"Weapons," Victor said impatiently. "Humans are cunning. I can't let you carry such dangerous things with your son."

He didn't imprison her, nor did he forbid her from seeing her son.

I believe I have been tolerant enough.

Although she didn't know how Victor knew she had a weapon, Xia Yangyang could understand his actions.

But without the Sleep Hammer, how will she protect herself in this treacherous and unpredictable deep sea...?

Just as they were hesitating, a childish, angry voice rang out from beside their feet.

"Mom is different!!"

Upon hearing this, Xia Yangyang shuddered and immediately covered his mouth.

She went to see Victor, who stared at her and her daughter with a sinister look that went far beyond just being "terrifying."

"Oh? Tell me, what's different?"

Ok.

Look at the son he raised with great difficulty over three years.

Having been under this woman's tutelage for only three days, he has already learned to take sides and lean towards one side.

Ian didn't understand why his mother covered her mouth; he only remembered that he hid under the bed that day and listened to his mother being bullied terribly by his father.

Her mother begged for mercy many times, but her father kept hitting her.

He wanted to prove that he could also protect his mother and prevent her from succumbing to his father's beatings again.

So she straightened her back even more: "Mom's weapon is for protecting me! Mom used it to defeat the giant electric eel!"

Xia Yangyang gasped and quickly glanced at Victor; sure enough, his smile was sinister.

"Where did you take my son, Xia Yangyang?"

"..."

"Are they the electric eels from the Coral Reservoir?"