When the pregnant wife frowned due to morning sickness, the whole family of the tycoon took turns co

Chapter 423 My Darling Wife Will Stand Up for Me

An Xiaoyue thought that her husband had been taking care of the children at home for more than half a year.

As luck grows, so does demand.

It's perfectly normal for Sheng Yang to feel tired and lose the excitement he had when he first started taking care of the child.

"Okay, if you don't coax me when I get the vaccine, I will."

Fu Shengyang couldn't bear it. "You finally get a break, so sleep in. I'll take him to get a checkup and an injection. He'll suffer a little outside and then he'll know how good his father is to him."

An Xiaoyue pursed her lips, suppressing a smile.

However, the lucky little boy, still holding his milk bottle, hadn't fallen asleep yet; he had already heard his father's voice.

With the bottle in her mouth, she turned over and looked around, a smile instantly spreading across her chubby face.

“ma~ma~”

Lucky, who had just learned to call her "Mom," had a soft voice that struck An Xiaoyue's heart, making her incredibly soft-hearted.

"How lucky, Mom..."

Just as An Xiaoyue was about to reach out to hug and kiss Xingyun, Fu Shengyang stopped her.

He grabbed An Xiaoyue's waist and took over her embrace.

He turned to Lucky and announced, "She's my wife."

Seeing her beloved mother being taken away, Lucky Round's eyes immediately welled up with tears.

A pout on her little mouth signaled the imminent arrival of a loud wail.

Fu Shengyang covered his mouth with his large hand, "Don't cry, call me Daddy!"

Little Lucky was unconvinced, looking at Fu Shengyang with a wronged yet stubborn expression, refusing to call him "Dad".

Fu Shengyang was defeated by him, "What's wrong with you, kid? I teach you to call me 'Dad' every day, and all you can do is call me 'Mom'?"

“ma~ma~”

Lucky's soft, sweet voice broke Fu Shengyang's defenses.

"Just you wait, I'm getting away from you."

An Xiaoyue was overjoyed.

The president of Changfeng Group, a prominent figure in the business world, is decisive in his decisions.

Unexpectedly, one day, he found himself completely helpless with his six-month-old son.

Luck doesn't care; he can't understand anyway.

All he wants now is for his mother to hold him; if she doesn't, he cries.

Tears, as big as beans, came without warning, and she even refused to take the baby bottle.

An Xiaoyue couldn't resist Lucky's sweet words, so she pushed Sheng Yang away and hugged Lucky directly into her arms.

What? You're not satisfied with my husband?

Lucky stopped crying after receiving a hug from her mother.

Fu Shengyang whispered in An Xiaoyue's ear, "Make him call me Dad."

After work, I not only have to coax my son, but also my husband.

She'll have to play the role of the glue well.

"Lucky, have you learned to call me 'Daddy' yet? Baa~ Baa~"

An Xiaoyue hugged Lucky Church, her voice gentle and full of love.

Luckily, he was obedient and followed along.

Even after they asked, Fu Shengyang was still not satisfied.

"My dear wife, look at him. When he calls me 'Mommy,' his voice is so sweet and soft, it sounds so nice. But when he calls me 'Daddy,' it sounds like he's swearing. 'Daddy?'"

"Hahaha~" An Xiaoyue burst into laughter, she really couldn't hold it in!

Luck smiled along with them.

Seeing Sheng Yang's face growing darker and darker, An Xiaoyue quickly tried to comfort him.

"Honey, don't worry about it. Lucky makes these noises unconsciously. He doesn't even know what they mean."

Fu Shengyang was still unhappy about the differential treatment his son received.

"Calling her 'Mom' so accurate, but calling her 'Dad'... it feels like an arrow has suddenly shot me in the back, and all my happiness has leaked away."

"Then I'll teach him to say 'Dad' every day from now on, okay?"

Lucky spoke again, "Daddy~"

Fu Shengyang's face darkened.

An Xiaoyue:......

Well, this son is just deliberately trying to annoy his father.

If you say he unconsciously makes various tones, then he knows how to stir up trouble.

If you say he did it on purpose, then his obsidian-like eyes are full of innocence and bewilderment.

This father and son...

The relationship between Ji Yubai and his uncle is complicated; they dislike each other.

The same goes for my uncle and Fang Yige. If it weren't for my aunt being there, the two of them wouldn't even say a word when they sat together.

An Xiaoyue couldn't help but wonder, are boys and their fathers inherently incapable of getting along?

Good heavens, she's caught in the middle, with her son on one side and her husband on the other, both people she loves. It's so difficult for her.

How can you possibly hold a bowl of water levelly with both your left and right hands?

I need to take good care of my health and try to get pregnant in two years so I can give birth right after graduation.

It would be best to have a daughter, someone as considerate as her.

That way, there will be one more person to love Dad.

An Xiaoyue thought about it more and more and felt it was feasible, so she patted Fu Shengyang on the shoulder.

"Honey, you take care of your wounds. I'm going to brush our son's only toothbrush and then we'll get ready for bed."

Despite his jealousy, Fu Shengyang couldn't bear to see his beloved wife, Xiaoyue, who had been busy all day, have to take care of Xingyun's washing up.

He took the lucky charm, saying, "I'll take it, my darling wife, take a rest."

Suddenly, someone else appeared, and Lucky's little mouth twitched, giving her a pitiful look as if she was about to cry.

Fu Shengyang pretended not to see it and just cleaned his mouth, washed his face, and applied lotion.

Even thinking of my mother, luck couldn't stop the sleepiness from creeping in.

Lying on the changing table, before the diaper was even changed, her eyes started blinking.

Fu Shengyang carried Xingyun back to bed, placed a small pillow under his legs, patted her bottom, and Xingyun drifted off to sleep peacefully.

"Little brat~ Now you really can't be woken up no matter what I do!"

After introducing complementary foods, he stopped needing nighttime feedings. All we need to do is prepare some formula for him at 6 a.m., and he can sleep for another two hours after drinking it.

The couple lay in bed after washing up.

The warmth and tenderness of her embrace made the jealousy she felt for her son gradually dissipate.

"Before we knew it, our son was already making his dad angry. He's no longer a little baby who doesn't understand anything and only knows how to eat, drink, poop, pee, and sleep."

The man who just said he would no longer pay attention to his son is now feeling sentimental.

"Aren't you afraid you'll get so angry you'll want to hit someone later?" An Xiaoyue teased him.

Fu Shengyang rubbed against her soft skin, his voice low and husky, "Don't worry, my darling wife will back me up."

An Xiaoyue touched his cheek, feeling sorry for him taking care of the child alone.

"My internship is almost over. It's the last department I'm interning in. The workload isn't heavy, and I don't have to work night shifts. When I get off work, I can bring you good luck together."

An Xiaoyue thought that anyone, regardless of gender, would have their physical and mental health affected to some extent if they took care of children for a long time.

Otherwise, where do those news reports about postpartum depression and depression caused by raising children come from?

Sheng Yang is also a human being; he also needs rest.

"Don't you know what I need, my darling wife?"

A seductive voice rang in An Xiaoyue's ears, her clothes were lifted, and a warm hand roamed over the edge of her underwear...

A man full of youthful vigor doesn't need talk therapy.