Disdained by My Own

Fu Xichen walked up with a cold face, and Xiao Bao immediately pulled his little head out of Wen Yiran's arms, staring at him warily.

"Bad Daddy, if you dare to touch my mommy, I'll fight you!" Xiao Bao clenched his small fists, looking like an angry little bird.

Fu Anxuan quickly walked up behind them and stood in front of Xiao Bao.

Fu Xichen stopped in his tracks, looking at Fu Anxuan in surprise.

"Daddy, did you forget something important today?" Fu Anxuan asked coldly.

Fu Xichen seemed to remember something. He didn't say anything, his gaze became complicated, and then he turned and walked downstairs.

Fu Anxuan breathed a sigh of relief, and before he could react, a small chubby face suddenly lunged at him.

"Brother, thank you for helping me and Mommy." Xiao Bao gave Fu Anxuan a big hug, rubbing his chubby face against his shoulder.

Fu Anxuan almost lost his balance, but a small smile appeared on his lips.

His gaze fell on Wen Yiran after glancing at Xiao Bao.

"Brother, is there something important you want to tell Xiao Bao?" Xiao Bao kept calling out to him, making Fu Anxuan's heart feel warm.

But he hesitated. For him and Xiao Bao, today was an important day. But for Mommy… it might be a day she didn't want to remember.

Wen Yiran's face changed instantly, as if she knew something.

She smiled and walked over, pulling both brothers into her arms.

"Do you know? Mommy loves you both very much!"

Fu Anxuan's small body stiffened, and his heart grew warmer.

Xiao Bao pouted and kissed Wen Yiran, saying in a childish voice, "Mommy, I love you too."

Wen Yiran looked at Xiao Bao with tender eyes, then slowly turned to Fu Anxuan.

Fu Anxuan stood there, expressionless and silent.

"Brother, Xiao Bao loves you very much too."

A soft, fluffy little mouth kissed Fu Anxuan's cute little face.

Fu Anxuan's face turned red instantly. He looked embarrassed and whispered, "Boys shouldn't kiss others casually!"

Xiao Bao grinned and looked at him innocently.

"Brother, don't be shy. We are a loving family!"

Fu Anxuan couldn't do anything about him, so he pouted and pretended to be annoyed, lightly pulling Wen Yiran's hand and walking towards his room.

As the door closed, Xiao Bao lowered his eyes and asked, "Mommy, is Brother really angry?"

Wen Yiran smiled and shook her head. "No, he just needs time."

She knew that for Da Bao, they had suddenly entered his life, so it was natural for him to need time to adjust.

But Wen Yiran believed that blood ties were strong, and as time passed, their bond would only grow deeper.

Inside his room, Fu Anxuan touched his chubby little face and replayed the conversation between Wen Yiran and Xiao Bao in his head.

They both like me!

His eyes instantly brightened.

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That evening, after a long day of cleaning, Wen Yiran returned to her room and saw a cup of steaming hot milk on the bedside table. There was also a plate of delicious food.

A little head poked out from under her covers, smiling happily.

"Mommy, I made the milk for you, and I'm warming up your bed!"

Wen Yiran was treated as a servant in Fu Xichen's private villa, and only the owners could drink milk like this.

It was obvious that Xiao Bao had secretly brought it to her.

And the food was supper that Xiao Bao had saved by skipping his own meal, though she didn't know that yet.

All the exhaustion of the day vanished as she looked at Xiao Bao.

Wen Yiran took out a small cake from her bag and handed it to him.

"Happy birthday, Xiao Bao!"

She was trapped here by Fu Xichen, so she had to beg the housekeeper to buy her these two small cakes.

Xiao Bao stumbled to his feet and hugged Wen Yiran tightly.

"Thank you, Mommy! Xiao Bao's birthday wish this year is for you to be healthy and happy. You've worked so hard!"

Hearing that, Wen Yiran's eyes filled with tears.

Xiao Bao suddenly noticed another cake in her hand and asked, "Is that for Big Brother's birthday?"

Wen Yiran nodded, her hand clenching involuntarily.

She had never taken care of Da Bao since he was born, and now she wanted to celebrate his birthday. Would he even accept it?

Fu Anxuan, who was secretly watching through the crack in the door, clenched his little hands.

His eyes turned red.

After taking a deep breath, he gathered his courage and knocked on the door.

When Wen Yiran and Xiao Bao saw him standing at the door, they both looked surprised.

"Brother! Are you here to celebrate my birthday with me?"

Xiao Bao excitedly jumped off the bed, barefoot, and hugged Fu Anxuan.

Fu Anxuan's small body stiffened, and he awkwardly shook his head.

"Daddy told Little Bao to be in the living room at nine o'clock sharp. And… can you not touch me?"

He glanced at Xiao Bao coldly.

Xiao Bao looked at him pitifully and slowly pulled his little hand back.

This was the second time his own brother had rejected him!

Wen Yiran walked up to him with Xiao Bao's shoes and helped him put them on.

Fu Anxuan looked at them and suddenly felt empty inside. Without another word, he turned and left.

No one had ever cared for him like this before. He had always been too independent and mature for his age.

"Daddy must want to punish me by calling me downstairs. Hmph! I won't be scared of him!"

Xiao Bao stomped his foot in frustration.

Wen Yiran looked at his cute little expression, smiled, and gently touched his nose. "Mommy will go with you."

Her eyes showed a hint of worry.

"Oh! Mommy, you forgot to give Brother his birthday cake!"

Xiao Bao's bright eyes sparkled.

Wen Yiran hesitated as she looked at the small cake on the table.

It was the first birthday gift she had ever given Da Bao. Would it be too simple?

While she was still hesitating, Xiao Bao had already grabbed the cake and ran outside.

Da Bao had said earlier that he was always meddling in things, so Xiao Bao wanted to apologize.

Wen Yiran followed him and saw Da Bao's lonely figure walking ahead.

"Brother, wait for Xiao Bao!"

Suddenly, a loud scream rang out.

Xiao Bao had tripped, and the small cake rolled out of the bag.

Wen Yiran's face changed. She rushed over to help Xiao Bao up.

The little cake slowly rolled to Fu Anxuan's feet.

Fu Anxuan bent down to pick it up, about to say something, when footsteps came from down the hallway.

"What's all this noise at night?"

Fu Xichen's cold voice echoed.

His face darkened as he glared at Wen Yiran and Xiao Bao.

That morning, he had warned her to take care of Xiao Bao properly.

But now, she had deliberately disobeyed him again.