With three superpowers at his fingertips, he could dominate the 1970s.

When Song Yanzhou rushed back to the capital, Jiang Zhiyu was already three months pregnant.

He left the train station and went straight to the courtyard without even putting his luggage at home.

His heart was churning with anxiety the whole way. They hadn't seen each other for three months, and every time he called, he said he was fine. Even though all the people keeping an eye on him had been removed, he still couldn't put his mind at ease.

Pushing open the gate to the courtyard, he first saw Jiang Zhiyu.

She sat lazily in a wicker chair in the yard, covered with a thin blanket, and drifted off to sleep. The sunlight slanted down, casting a warm glow on half of her face, and her hair, loose on the back of the chair, swayed gently in the breeze.

Song Yanzhou stopped in his tracks.

He stood there and stared for a long time.

He wished this scene could last forever. The person he loved was right beside him, life was peaceful, there was no hustle and bustle, no missions, only this tranquility in his eyes.

He tiptoed over.

Jiang Zhiyu had actually heard it a long time ago. Her hearing was naturally more sensitive than that of ordinary people, and she woke up as soon as Song Yanzhou's footsteps entered the courtyard, but she didn't open her eyes and let him approach.

Song Yanzhou walked up to her, bent down, and covered her with the blanket.

Jiang Zhiyu then reached out and grabbed his hand.

Song Yanzhou paused for a moment, then slowly squatted down, wrapped his hands around hers, held them in his palms, and breathed on them.

"Why is it so chilly? It's been so cold these past few days, why are you sitting in the yard?"

"I felt stuffy inside the house, so I just wanted to stay in the yard."

"You say you're not cold? Look at your hands, they're freezing!"

He breathed on her hands twice, rubbed them together, and then looked up at her.

"Let me carry you inside."

"Alright, Commander Song."

Song Yanzhou picked her up, weighed her in his arms, and said in a low voice.

"You've been doing very well these past three months; you've even gained a little weight."

Jiang Zhiyu chuckled.

"I've gained a few pounds."

Song Yanzhou didn't think too much about it, carried her into the house, and closed the door with his foot.

After isolating himself from the outside world, he looked down at her, his gaze darkening, and then he impatiently sealed her lips with his.

Jiang Zhiyu was taken aback by his sudden action. She pushed against his chest twice but couldn't budge him, so she had no choice but to respond to him.

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Once the two of them had finally calmed down, Song Yanzhou pulled her closer to him and held her even tighter.

"Honey, I've missed you so much these past three months. Let me hold you a little longer."

Jiang Zhiyu stayed quietly in his arms, listening to his steady heartbeat, before speaking after a long while.

"Have you eaten yet? Would you like to grab something to eat next door?"

I'm a little hungry, but I miss you even more.

"Okay, get up. I'll take you to eat next door."

"Let's just make it ourselves here."

"Stop cooking, there aren't any ingredients here. Mom has been cooking and bringing it to me these past few days. They'll probably be going back to work after the New Year, so they've been feeding me all sorts of delicious food. That's why you see, I've gained a lot of weight."

Jiang Zhiyu stood up as she spoke.

Although I'm three months pregnant with twins, it's not a long time, but I'm already showing. My waist is noticeably wider than it was three months ago, and it's already showing a curve when viewed from the side.

Song Yanzhou watched for a while.

He glanced at it uncertainly again.

"How come all the food you eat is going to go to your belly?"

Jiang Zhiyu couldn't hold back any longer and burst into laughter, laughing so hard that tears streamed down her face. She clutched her stomach and bent over.

"My God! How could I have married such an idiot? How could someone as stupid as you exist?"

She finished laughing, looked up, tears still in her eyes.

You're going to be a father.

Song Yanzhou stood there, stunned.

"Wife... what did you say?"

He asked uncertainly, his voice trembling.

I told you, you're going to be a dad.

Song Yanzhou looked at Jiang Zhiyu in disbelief, his gaze slowly moving down from her face to her stomach.

You said... I'm a father?

He moved closer and carefully extended a hand, gently placing it on her abdomen.

You said... there's a child here?

"Um."

"two."

Song Yanzhou's eyes widened suddenly.

"two?"

He repeated it, then suddenly bent down, picked up Jiang Zhiyu, and spun her around in the room.

"Ah! I, Song Yanzhou, am finally a father! A father of two!"

He spun around several times before stopping, so excited he was incoherent.

"No way, I absolutely have to get together with my childhood friends tonight! Haha, I'm going to be a dad!"

Jiang Zhiyu felt a little dizzy from being spun around by him. After steadying herself by holding onto her shoulders, she grabbed his arm.

"Stop right there!"

Her tone suddenly turned serious.

"I specifically told my grandparents and parents to keep this a secret. My grandparents didn't tell anyone either. Have you forgotten the persona I projected to the outside world? Staying at home and having poor health. Don't do anything out of line and make me a target again. It won't be peaceful even after the baby is born."

Song Yanzhou suddenly realized and slapped his forehead.

"I was so happy I forgot, I was so happy I forgot. Yes, you're currently in a state of poor health from staying indoors all the time. Okay, okay, I understand."

He made a zipping motion on his mouth.

"What my wife asked me to do, I must do."

He paused for a moment, then sighed.

"Sigh, with this little one around, I can't eat meat tonight."

Jiang Zhiyu rolled her eyes at him.

"Commander Song, I never knew you had this side to you."

"Actually, every man has this side; it just depends on whether he shows it to you."

"Oh? It seems my understanding of Commander Song is quite limited."

Song Yanzhou picked her up and carried her outside.

"Never mind, let's go eat first. Whether it's the stomach or something else, we have to feed someone."

Jiang Zhiyu patted him on the shoulder.

"Keep talking nonsense, it's not like you at all."

"Does my wife like me the way I am now?"

"Song Yanzhou, you're being childish."