Two Little Cuties Fight Over Leyun

Refusing to be outdone, he squeezed over with his butt, pulled out a doll he had won at summer camp from his bag, and placed it beside Su Leyun as if presenting a treasure. "Little brother, this is a gift from your big brother!"

After all, Chu Yanxiao was not yet three years old and was much shorter than five-year-old Su Yibei. Su Yibei's butt had quite the force behind it, knocking Chu Yanxiao straight to the floor.

Chu Yanxiao was not discouraged. He rolled over, climbed back up, and emphasized again, "This is my little wife!"

Su Yibei said, "This is my little brother!"

"Little wife!"

"Little brother!"

Su Leyun watched the two argue back and forth, then blinked. [I'm hungry.]

The bottle was brought back to his lips. Su Leyun drank his milk while watching the show, thoroughly entertained!

Of course, the argument ended without a winner.

Su Yibei was indignant and found Chu Yanxiao especially unpleasant to look at. Seeing Chu Yanxiao report to the postpartum care center without fail every day, he did not dare slack off either. The first thing he did after kindergarten each day was come to the center to see Su Leyun.

He was afraid his little brother would only be close to Chu Yanxiao and not to him.

And so began their years-long rivalry.

Without Zhou Guomin bothering her, Su Minghui's time at the postpartum care center passed quickly. In the blink of an eye, it was time to leave.

The staff at the postpartum care center had packed Su Minghui's things early that morning. After changing Su Leyun's clothes, Su Minghui said softly, "Leyun, Mommy is taking you home."

If his limbs had been more cooperative, Su Leyun would have clapped and cheered on the spot.

[Going home is great! I've long gotten tired of the scenery at the postpartum care center.]

Just as she picked Su Leyun up, Zhou Guomin burst through the door, hurriedly explaining, "Sorry, I'm late. There was suddenly a meeting at the company..."

In Zhou Guomin's mouth, it seemed as though the company's meetings never ended. The old Su Minghui would only have felt sorry that he worked so hard, but now, she found it nothing but ironic.

Su Leyun curled his little lips as well.

[That scumbag dad's mouth is full of lies. He clearly just crawled out of his mistress's bed, yet he still dares lie to my mom about having a meeting!]

Su Minghui's eyes darkened for a moment. Rather than respond, she asked, "Did you change your cologne? Why does it smell different from usual?"

The question made Zhou Guomin's scalp prickle. He hurriedly lowered his head to sniff himself, but he could not smell anything. Forcing himself to remain calm, he quickly came up with an excuse. "It was probably my assistant. She put on too much perfume, and the scent got on me. I'll definitely criticize her later."

Su Minghui could not be bothered to expose his lie and merely nodded noncommittally.

Zhou Guomin quickly changed the subject. "Why haven't I seen that brat Yibei? You're going home today. The butler should have brought him to pick you up."

Holding Su Leyun, Su Minghui walked outside, with Zhou Guomin following closely behind.

"Honey, you're really too busy. You even forgot that Beibei started school today."

Su Minghui sneered inwardly. In the past, when the two children were not close to Zhou Guomin, she would even scold them. Thinking about it now, children were the most sensitive. How could they grow close to someone who did not care about them at all?

A few days earlier, Su Yinan had finally taken a break and come to visit her and Su Leyun. Only during their conversation did she learn that father and son had not spoken on the phone for over a month.

That made sense. He had nearly swapped out even Su Leyun. There was probably no place in his heart for the three of them, mother and sons.

She had actually let someone like this deceive her. She truly had been blind!

Zhou Guomin did not notice anything amiss and merely agreed perfunctorily. "Yes, yes, I really have been too busy."

As they spoke, the two had reached the entrance of the postpartum care center. Zhou Guomin opened the car door and got into the driver's seat. Seeing Su Minghui still standing there, he urged, "What are you standing around for? Get in. We're going home."

Su Leyun could not bear to watch.

[My mom is still holding me. Does he expect her to open the door with her feet?]

Su Leyun's complaint improved Su Minghui's mood somewhat. Before she could respond, a large RV slowly pulled up beside them.

Fu Siwen stepped out of the vehicle and greeted Su Minghui. "Sorry, there was a bit of traffic, so I'm late."

Su Minghui shook her head. "It's fine. Your timing is perfect."

Seeing Fu Siwen arrive, Zhou Guomin got out of the car.

After all, aside from being Su Minghui's best friend, she had another identity—the mistress of Chu Corporation.

"I thought the trip home was rather long, and an RV would be much more comfortable, so I took the liberty of driving one over to pick you up. I assume your husband won't mind?"

Of course Zhou Guomin minded!

He was just about to take her home, so what was Fu Siwen doing barging in? He had not even settled the matter of the postpartum care center with her yet!

But he could only think those words to himself. He could not afford to offend the woman before him.

On the surface, Zhou Guomin still looked refined and courteous as he tossed the question to Su Minghui. "Of course I don't mind. But which car we take should depend on my wife's choice."

As he spoke, he gave Su Minghui a meaningful look.

Su Minghui had always been perceptive. Zhou Guomin had married into the Su Household, so he inevitably suffered humiliation in their everyday dealings. Whenever that happened, Su Minghui would stand by Zhou Guomin without hesitation and protect his meager, pitiful self-esteem.

Over time, Zhou Guomin had come to regard Su Minghui lowering her head for love as her duty, taking it for granted.

But today, Su Minghui seemed not to understand his look at all. Smiling, she nodded. "The RV really does look much more comfortable. Then I'll take the RV home."

In an instant, Zhou Guomin felt as though the staff member carrying the luggage beside him was whispering and even secretly laughing.

They must have been mocking him for being a live-in son-in-law who eagerly tried to please his wife, only for his wife not to appreciate it at all!

Zhou Guomin's fake smile nearly cracked. Fortunately, he had been acting for more than a decade. Once he steadied himself, he maintained his smile. "That's fine too. My wife's comfort is what matters most! You go on ahead. I'll just follow behind you."