After the two of them returned, life went on as usual, peaceful and happy enough.
Gu Jinyang had learned to walk, though he still stumbled along and could fall at any moment.
For that reason, Qiao Hua had someone cover the floor with thick carpeting.
Gu Wenze did not think it was necessary. In his view, boys needed to endure a little hardship so they would not grow up spoiled.
One evening, Qiao Hua and Gu Wenze were playing with their son in the Nursery when Gu Jinyang suddenly called out in his sweet little voice, "Mama..."
Qiao Hua froze and stared at Gu Jinyang in disbelief. "What did you just call me?"
"Ma... ma." Gu Jinyang beamed, waving his two chubby little hands in the air.
Qiao Hua's eyes lit up. She turned to Gu Wenze beside her. "Did you hear that? He called me Mama."
Seeing her delighted expression, Gu Wenze smiled. "I heard."
"You ungrateful little rascal." Gu Wenze pinched Gu Jinyang's little cheek in displeasure. The little boy seemed unhappy and flailed his limbs in protest. "Say Dada."
Gu Jinyang babbled through his little pink lips, repeating "Mama" over and over.
Qiao Hua could not help chuckling to herself.
Gu Wenze's expression darkened further.
Qiao Hua said smugly, "Looks like our son likes me better. You might as well accept it."
Her smug little expression tugged at Gu Wenze's heart like a tiny hook. If the timing had not been wrong, he would have pinned her beneath him and kissed her fiercely.
"It doesn't matter whether our son likes me, as long as you do." Gu Wenze slipped an arm around Qiao Hua's waist, his warm breath brushing her ear.
Qiao Hua's ears burned, and she could not help squirming. "Who says I like you? Don't