A pretty live streamer beckons, and a lewd male protagonist hooks her up.

"Wow! Wow!"

"It's born! It's a big, healthy boy!"

"The child takes after his father; his hair is blond!"

Simon glanced at his son, who was covered in wrinkles, his face full of disgust.

"So ugly."

"Nurse, are you sure you didn't give me the wrong baby?"

"My wife and I are a handsome man and a beautiful woman, how could we possibly have such an ugly child?"

The nurse rolled her eyes at him.

Are you going to hug me or not?

"hug!"

Simon complained, but his actions betrayed his words.

His mouth was practically splitting open with a grin, his hands trembling as he took the child from the nurse, his whole body stiff with rage.

Simon brought the child to Song Wanyin and said in a cheeky tone:

"Honey, look at him, isn't he ugly?"

"How about we have another one? We don't need this one."

“Pah!”

Song Wanyin raised her hand and slapped him.

"I'm sorry, honey, I was wrong." Simon apologized immediately, even offering his left cheek. "Slap me here too, honey, you can't show favoritism!"

"Never mind, my wife is too weak right now. Don't hurt her hand."

He kissed Song Wanyin's palm and grinned, saying, "Once my wife is better, she can slap me however she wants!"

Simon grinned foolishly, earning Song Wanyin a multitude of eye rolls in return.

"Let me see the child."

"Alright!"

Looking at the baby in the swaddling clothes, Song Wanyin's previously upturned lips immediately fell down.

"Honey, are you sure the baby wasn't switched at birth?"

"Hahaha......"

Simon laughed, "It's alright, honey. I heard from the doctor that all newborns are like this; they'll get better with rest."

"Alright, but as we agreed before, you're marrying into my Song family, so the child can only take my surname."

Simon nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, I wouldn't mind even taking my wife's surname!"

He thought about it and realized that calling him Song Simon might not be a bad idea.

Song Wanyin: "..."

The child's nickname was "Guaiguai" (乖乖), because Simon liked it very much.

On the seventh day after my baby was born, he was given a name: Song Yu.

When Song Yu was one year old, the Song family held a first birthday banquet. In front of everyone, he obediently bypassed the objects scattered on the ground and decisively ran to the most inconspicuous cat doll in the corner.

Simon couldn't help but complain to Song Wanyin, "Honey, this account is useless now, how about we have another one?"

He got what he wanted and received a slap in the face.

When Song Yu was three years old, he started kindergarten and gradually began to develop his intelligence.

Looking at the handprints that remained on his father's face for years, he secretly vowed that when he grew up, he would never be beaten by his mother every day like his father!

That's so pathetic!

When Song Yu was twelve years old, he participated in a parent-child competition organized by the school.

He cooked with his mother, but ended up burning the whole pot of food. He managed to get first place, but he came in last.

Simon clutched his stomach and laughed loudly, making Song Wanyin's fists harden again.

When Song Yu was sixteen, he began rescuing stray cats.

He spent his pocket money, which he had saved up since childhood, probably around a million yuan, to open many cat cafes in the city, allowing the kittens to support themselves.

When Simon found out, he went to complain to Song Wanyin, "Honey, our son's mind isn't on the family business at all. This account is useless now. How about we have another one?"

“Pah!”

Simon's desire to have another child remained unfulfilled until Song Yu turned eighteen.

At the age of eighteen, Song Yu was admitted to Shanghai University.

He had blond hair, blue eyes, and was handsome and tall. He became a popular figure as soon as he entered the school and made many good friends.

That year, he was sunny, confident, and cheerful.

"jingle--"

The wind chimes rang at the door. Song Yu released the kitten whose nails had just been trimmed and looked up.

For a moment, his heart seemed to stop beating.

"Hello, excuse me... are you hiring?"

Song Yu stood up, but lost his balance and fell to his knees with a thud.

It's a bad posture.

He didn't even dare to look up; the tips of his ears were completely red.

"Ha ha......"

Wen Ruan chuckled, then squatted down beside Song Yu, leaning closer and tilting her head curiously, "What are you looking for on the ground? A snack the kitten dropped?"

At that moment, Song Yu knew he was doomed.

The boomerang he had thrown as a child struck him squarely between the eyebrows.

He might end up like his father, a henpecked husband...

"No, I wasn't looking for anything."

Song Yu has fair skin, and when he's shy, it's very obvious; his whole body turns red.

"What did you just ask?" He stood up, trying to keep his voice steady.

"Oh, I just wanted to ask if your store is still hiring? I just came down from the mountains and I can't find a job."

"My sister said I have to learn to support myself!"

Wen Ruan was full of fighting spirit. This time she came down the mountain, she was going to prove that she was not a little fool!

Song Yu blurted out, "Yes, we're looking for a female boss..."

Wen Ruan: "?"

Suddenly, a cushion slammed down on Song Yu's head.

Liu Ruoan came out of the warehouse.

"Boss, are you really that thirsty?"

"We've only just met and you're already—"

Liu Ruoan's eyes widened when she saw Wen Ruan, and she said in a high-pitched voice, "Oh my, where did you come from, little cutie? Come here and let your big sister pet you!"

Wen Ruan quietly took two steps back.

Mimi felt like she might have walked into a rip-off shop.

She stayed in the end because Song Yu offered her such a high salary that Mi was tempted.

Working at the store was very easy.

Song Yu would cook for Wen Ruan every day. Although the food was terrible at first, it didn't get much better later.

But Wen Ruan is very happy here.

That day, Wen Ruan went to work at the cat cafe as usual, but when she pushed open the door, she saw roses all over the floor.

The kittens all tied bows and stood neatly on both sides, meowing.

With a blush, Song Yu knelt on one knee in a heart of roses, holding a box containing a diamond ring in his hands.

"Sister, I like you."

"Could you...give me a chance to be your boyfriend?"

Wen Ruan did not speak.

She leaned closer to Song Yu and kissed his lips.

He smiled and said, "Song Yu."

"I do!"

No, it's not possible.

Yes, I am willing.

She was willing to spend her whole life with Song Yu, as lovers, as husband and wife, and even more so, as family...

"Why do you still like to drop those little pearls so much?"

Wen Ruan gently stroked Song Yu's reddened eyes with her soft fingertips and kissed him on the lips again.

"Don't cry, don't cry."

"I didn't cry."

Song Yu's voice still trembled with sobs.

Wen Ruan cupped Song Yu's face and said with a smile, "Yes, our little Song Song and little Yu Yu are the strongest!"

"Sister...I want another kiss."

"Where should I kiss you?"

Song Yu sniffed, looked up at Wen Ruan, and said aggrievedly, "I want it anywhere!"

"Not here."

"Sister, let's go home, let's go home and kiss, okay?"

"Okay, I promise you everything..."