Not Suitable for Children

Under the eaves, one has to bow their head.

For the safety of her son, Wen Yiran chose to remain silent. She picked up her son and turned to leave without looking back.

"Wait, who said you could leave?" Fu Xichen's narrow eyes were like a cold pool, making it hard to guess his thoughts.

In the living room, the bright lights shone brilliantly.

A four-layer Doraemon cake was placed there, very eye-catching.

This was the cake that Fu Xichen custom-made for Fu Anxuan every year.

The only difference this year was that Fu Xichen actually stayed at home to celebrate with him.

If Fu Anxuan remembered correctly, in previous years, he was the only one celebrating at this time!

Wen Yiran's eyes showed a hint of surprise. She didn't expect Fu Xichen to remember their birthdays.

But when the night from four years ago, the one that made her wish for death in a mental hospital, flashed through her mind, she gradually felt deep resentment toward Fu Xichen.

"What a big cake! Mommy, put me down." Little Bao, who was held in Wen Yiran's arms, licked his lips and said.

Wen Yiran gently put him down, and Little Bao immediately ran to Fu Anxuan's side, pulling his little hand and smiling.

"Brother, you used the name of the big bad guy to call us down. I didn't expect it was to celebrate Little Bao's birthday together."

As he spoke, Little Bao didn't forget to glare at Fu Xichen, who was sitting on the sofa.

Not only was Fu Xichen called the big bad guy, but he was also inexplicably given a dirty look, making his face darken a few shades.

It was clearly his idea to send Fu Anxuan to pass on the message.

He didn't expect this little brat to erase his good intentions.

It was all because of the bad impression he left on Xiaobao!

Fu Anxuan lowered his head and stared at Xiaobao's small hand, his eyes becoming brighter.

But Xiaobao misunderstood him, and he immediately let go of Xiaobao's hand and apologized.

"Xiaobao forgot that brother doesn't like to use his hands and feet."

He felt embarrassed and lowered his head, his small eyes constantly glancing at Fu Anxuan.

Fu Anxuan withdrew his gaze and handed him two candles, saying, "Let's do it together!"

Xiaobao cheered and vigorously nodded his head.

Wen Yiran's gaze was completely attracted by these two little cuties, her mouth showing a bright smile.

She never dreamed that in her lifetime, she could watch the two brothers insert candles together like this.

She longed to freeze this moment.

Fu Xichen looked at Wen Yiran incredulously.

Her eyes were shining, and her long-lost smile was full of happiness.

He hadn't seen her like this in a very long time.

In a trance, he seemed to see the happy look on Wen Yiran's face when she heard the announcement of their marriage, when she loved him so much that she was willing to die for him.

A hint of tenderness appeared in his cold eyes.

Suddenly, everything went black in front of Fu Xichen's eyes.

He couldn't see anything in the living room.

"Mommy, I want Mommy!" Xiaobao's crying voice came from the darkness.

Xiaobao had been afraid of the dark since he was little.

Wen Yiran hurriedly groped her way toward the sound.

But just as she took two steps, Xiaobao's crying stopped abruptly.

She became more anxious and quickened her pace, but accidentally tripped over something on the floor and fell heavily onto a wall.

Wen Yiran nervously raised her hand and kept calling out, "Little Bao!"

Suddenly, her body stiffened.

The eight-pack abs beneath her reminded her of who was beneath her.

She hurriedly used her hands to prop herself up and try to sit up, but she didn't realize that she was pressing on something soft.

Instantly, her face turned red, and she couldn't help but feel lucky that the power was out.

"Wen Yiran, what are you doing?" Fu Xichen noticed something and growled.

Wen Yiran became even more flustered and quickly withdrew her hand, feeling embarrassed and at a loss.

Suddenly, a large hand pressed against her chest and tightly hugged her.

"Fu Xichen, let go of me!" She deliberately lowered her voice to warn him.

Because she couldn't see, she clawed at him in the dark.

Her nails accurately left numerous scars on his large hand.

How much she hated herself!

She had really changed.

"Mommy, Little Bao is here!"

A soft voice broke the quiet and dull atmosphere.

"Don't be afraid, Little Bao. Mommy will come over right away."

Wen Yiran realized that there was no movement beneath her and prepared to get up.

Suddenly, the lights came on, and the entire living room was bright.

The atmosphere became extremely awkward!

Little Bao was tightly held in Fu Anxuan's arms, which was also the reason why his crying suddenly stopped earlier.

In addition to his mother's protection, his brother's protection also made him feel doubly secure.

After the lights came on, Little Bao instinctively searched for Wen Yiran's figure.

When he saw what was happening in front of him, his big eyes almost popped out.

"Mommy, why are you riding on the big bad guy?"

At this moment, Wen Yiran was sitting between Fu Xichen's legs on the couch.

She hadn't had time to climb off him before Little Bao's innocent words made her laugh and cry.

She smiled awkwardly and replied, "Mommy is teaching the bad guy a lesson."

Little Bao looked at Fu Xichen's big hand and nodded in understanding.

"Mommy is still amazing! She won!"

A tiger without claws is treated as a vegetarian.

Fu Xichen suddenly stood up and forced Wen Yiran to the other end of the couch, threatening her with his big hand.

"Is that so? I'd like to see how amazing you are!"

Wen Yiran glanced at the two children who were staring at them and whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "Let go!"

The butler standing on the side quickly averted his gaze, pretending he hadn't seen anything.

Fu Anxuan reached out and held Little Bao's chubby face, turning it seriously.

"Not suitable for children. Let's continue with the candles."

These four grating words made the two on the couch freeze.

Wen Yiran immediately pushed Fu Xichen away and stood up.

The birthday party continued!

The two cuties held hands and blew out the candles together, making their wishes.

Little Bao held a piece of cake and brought it to Wen Yiran, saying warmly, "Mommy, here you go."

Wen Yiran took the cake and said, "Happy birthday, Little Bao and Big Bao!"

Fu Anxuan sneakily glanced at Wen Yiran but was caught by her. He quickly lowered his head and pretended to casually stuff the cake in his mouth.

Fu Xichen, sitting alone on the sofa, was completely ignored by the three of them.

He sat there alone with a dark expression, not saying a word.

What surprised him was that Fu Anxuan never ate the cakes he sent, but today...

"It seems lively here!"

Su Wan walked in carrying a cake.

From the moment she stepped into the house, she noticed Wen Yiran, who was dressed in a maid outfit.

It was not difficult to see that she was playing some role in Fu Xichen's private villa.

Su Wan walked briskly to Wen Yiran and put down what she brought.

Her eyes drifted over the cake in Wen Yiran's hand, and she raised a generous smile, pretending to be surprised.

"So it's you, Yiran! What are you doing here, and dressed like this?"

She looked like a hostess.

Wen Yiran's heart trembled, and she frowned.

Yes, she was the mistress of this house!