Chapter 584: Determined Not to Sleep Separately

"Sheng Hanyu, you are just like this: arrogant, conceited, self-righteous..."

Shi Youxuan switched to crazy-rant mode, pouring out the dissatisfaction and anger in her heart incessantly: "You have it so easy being a father, only responsible for playing with them for a while after work, and you don't care about anything else. Yet, when I'm the one disciplining them, you have to jump out and get in the way."

"Children are like little trees; if you don't prune them, can they grow straight? You only know how to spoil the children and play the good guy. You get to be the good guy, while I do all the hard work and get no thanks..."

She was truly too angry, complaining incessantly for over ten minutes.

Only then did she notice—that guy was actually laughing!

"Laughing at what? I'll let you laugh, I'll let you laugh!" She pinched him, using quite a heavy hand.

Sheng Hanyu grimaced and begged for mercy: "Wife, I was wrong. I really know I was wrong. I will definitely change in the future. Stop pinching, it hurts!"

Shi Youxuan still said huffily: "Will you really change?"

"Yes, I will change, but promise me you won't go to the guest room to sleep. I can't sleep without you by my side."

Shi Youxuan:...

"Words are not proof; write a promissory note!"

This man kept his word to everyone else, but he often played the rascal with her and went back on his word.

"Fine, I'll write it."

"Hey, jerk, why did you turn off the light?"

Sheng Hanyu: "Wife, I will definitely write the note, but a spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold; let's do what we should be doing at this time now."

His hands were not idle while he spoke.

Unable to break free, the woman said in exasperation: "No, let me go."

"Don't make a scene..."

Early the next morning.

Golden sunlight shone in through the gaps in the curtains, and fragments of sunlight were scattered on the quilt and the floor, like gold scattered all over the ground.

Accompanied by the clothes also scattered all over the floor, it seemed to be reminding the mistress of the room what had happened last night.

Shi Youxuan was still fast asleep, while Sheng Hanyu had already gone down to the dining room.

Zai Zai was lying at the foot of the bed, head facing down.

On the bedside table, it was the same old rule: a glass of milk was placed there!

Beside the milk glass was a sticky note, on which was Sheng Hanyu's "self-criticism."

Dear Wife: I was wrong.

I am not right, I am not good, I have faults, I am reflecting on myself.

The above is the entire content of Sheng Hanyu's note.

There was a whole stack of such "self-criticism letters" in the drawer of the bedside table!

Except for the different dates, the rest of the content was exactly the same.

"Old fox, repeat offender! Hmph!"

Shi Youxuan picked up the Hallucinogenic Pen to note the reason for the apology on the back, then put it together with those self-criticisms in the drawer.

She picked up the milk and drank it in one gulp, then got up to get dressed.

After washing up, she went to the dining room, where the father and his two sons were chatting and laughing while eating breakfast; the atmosphere was incredibly good.

But seeing her come, Shi Ran immediately stood up: "Good morning, Mom, I'm going to school."

"Wait a moment, it's not time for school yet, what are you rushing for?" Shi Youxuan stopped her daughter, while simultaneously glaring fiercely at her husband.

This man seemed quite good before, but now he was becoming more and more of an eyesore.

He couldn't accomplish anything and only ruined things.

As long as he interfered, even just a little bit, the children wouldn't listen.

Her daughter had already accepted her guidance yesterday, but just now in the dining room, when their eyes met, Shi Youxuan knew—yesterday's efforts had all been in vain!

"I'm on duty today, so I'm going early." Shi Ran explained with a smile, then immediately wanted to run.

Shi Youxuan picked up a sandwich, took a bite, and said nonchalantly: "I forgot to tell you yesterday, Qi Heng is your classmate now, but he is in the first grade."

"Mom, I know. Don't worry, I won't fight with him again. I've already grown up."

Shi Ran wasn't surprised, clearly already knowing.

She even said the words Shi Youxuan was prepared to urge her with in advance, leaving her with nothing to say.

Shi Youxuan didn't need to ask who told her; she knew it was the man sitting beside her, drinking porridge in a leisurely manner.

The daughter had gone to school, but the chatterbox son was still at home.

But the son was also a little "ingrate"; as long as his father was there, he wouldn't cling to his mother.

Not only did he not cling to her, he treated her like air and ignored her directly.

The father and son were "fatherly and filial," living in harmony.

Shi Youxuan watched coldly from the sidelines, thinking to herself: Sheng Zichen, let's see how long you can be happy. When your father goes to work later, if you have the ability, don't pester me.

He had no such ability.

Sheng Hanyu went to work.

The little guy cried in such a miserable and pathetic way, waving his little hands and crying out incessantly: "Dad, don't go, take Baobao with you."

Sheng Hanyu really wanted to take his son with him.

But he couldn't.

Today's plan was to inspect a construction site; if he were working in the office, he could really take Zichen along, and take his wife along while he was at it.

In the end, he still hardened his heart, climbed into the car, closed the door, and cut off Erbao's crying from outside the car.

Sheng Zichen watched longingly as his father closed the car door and drove away.

The crying had been earth-shattering, but upon confirming that Dad would not take him along, he immediately fell silent!

The little guy turned his face, flashed a big smile at Mom, and said sweetly, "Mom is pretty, Baobao loves Mom the most." The smile was so sweet.

With teardrops still hanging on his chubby little face, he opened his arms, took short steps to run back, and hugged Shi Youxuan's leg: "Mom take Baobao, find Mom, little brother."

The other "Mom" refers to Jian Yixin.

He couldn't pronounce the first character of "godmother" well, so he called them all "Mom."

"Hmph!"

Shi Youxuan feigned anger, brushed her son aside, and walked straight back into the house.

Among the few people in the house, no matter who was there, Shi Youxuan was always ranked last by her son.

Only when no one else was around would she be "valued" by her son.

She didn't care for it; she pretended to be angry and ignored her son.

Sheng Zichen followed behind Mom, trotting on his short legs, finally caught up to block her path, and hugged Mom's leg again.

His chubby little face rubbed against Shi Youxuan's leg, his little mouth as sweet as if he had just drunk honey, and pleasant words poured out like a repeater: "Mom is good, good Mom, love Mom, love Mom, Baobao loves Mom the most..."

"Pfft!"

Shi Youxuan couldn't help it and laughed out loud.

Once Mom laughed, it meant she wasn't angry anymore; the little guy pushed his luck and immediately opened his arms to be held.

Reason told Shi Youxuan not to hold him!

If she held him this time, he would be even more emboldened next time.

But no matter what, he was her own flesh and blood; she really couldn't bring herself to refuse every time.

The soft, fragrant little guy was held in her arms, and after just a moment, he was heavy enough to strain her arms.

"Stinky son, you've gotten fat again. Sigh, Sheng Zichen, I'm telling you, you must go on a diet. If you keep eating, you'll turn into a Xiaozhu."

"Hungry!"

Shi Youxuan:... Speechless.

This child had no other skills, but he always had the ability to associate everything with food!

Sheng Zichen was clamoring to go find his godmother and little brother to play, and Shi Youxuan also thought this was a good idea.

Just as she was preparing to take the child out, Lady Qi arrived again.

"Are you preparing to go out?"

Lady Qi looked slightly embarrassed and hurriedly explained: "I was taking the child to school and happened to pass by, so I brought you some homemade snacks. I made them myself."

The snacks she made looked delicious.

They were pressed into beautiful patterns with molds and packed in transparent, high-end boxes, not a bit worse than those made by outside pastry shops.

Lady Qi indeed left after saying two sentences; Shi Youxuan couldn't even get her to stay.