Chapter 566: About Happiness

Fu Hanxiu chuckles self‑deprecatingly, "When I was very young, I was remarried; I went along then, and later she had other children..."

His tone is calm, as if recounting a past that does not involve him.

But Ye Qingran easily perceives the complexity of the matter from his fleeting melancholy.

The truth must be even more cruel than what he says, right?

But she does not want to know the truth, because the premise would be him tearing open a scabbed wound, blood gushing...

"Ha, you say the two of us really aren't even from the same household, yet even our backgrounds are so similar!"

Ye Qingran pretended to be relaxed, shook her head and let out a long sigh.

"No need to comfort me."

How could Fu Hanxiu not know Ye Qingran's intention?

He reached out, clasped Ye Qingran's waist, and pulled her into his arms.

"I'm already at peace now. After all, I already have a complete family."

Family.

The word itself sounds so warm.

Before meeting Ye Qingran, perhaps he would still have harbored resentment.

But now, he only feels gratitude.

Grateful to fate for bringing this woman into his life, giving him two adorable children.

The four of them, from now on, constitute a complete family.

What else could he be dissatisfied with?

A faint smile curled at the corner of his lips, his unrivaled handsome face lit with a light grin, and in an instant the stars, rivers, sun and moon all seemed to lose their luster.

Ye Qingran's profile rested against his chest.

Fu Hanxiu wanted to say something, but she understood in her heart, because she thought the same.

The four of them, never abandoning each other, are a complete family.

There may be regrets, but the gains outweigh the losses.

They should be grateful.

"Fu Hanxiu, in my life, the most wonderful thing is meeting your Ye San."

Ye Qingran said softly, a sour feeling tingling at the tip of her nose.

"Ye Qingran, the most wonderful thing in my life is meeting your Niang San."

Fu Hanxiu almost repeated Ye Qingran's words.

The two exchanged a smile.

Back at Ting Yu Xuan, the two children regarded Ye Qingran and Fu Hanxiu with a very strange look.

Ye Qingran was speechless, "What are you doing? Staring at us with such weird eyes?"

Xiao Hu pinched his chin, "Dad, Mom, I notice something's off with you today!"

Xiao Chen nodded seriously, "Exactly! You don't usually hold hands; what's up today?"

Ye Qingran: "......"

Should she praise the children's astonishing insight?

They even noticed such details.

Indeed, before, when they went home together, they didn't hold hands; today their hearts seemed closer, so their hands stayed clasped and never let go until they returned to Ting Yu Xuan, still hand‑in‑hand.

"What's wrong? I'm your dad, holding your mother's hand—any problem?"

Fu Hanxiu glared at Xiao Hu and Xiao Chen.

The two kids pouted.

Mother only has two hands, one occupied by dad; how can the two of them split them?

"Dad, how about this: later you give Mom's hand back to us, and at night we let you sleep with Mom, okay?" Xiao Hu suggested.

He felt a bit reluctant inside.

After all, he and Xiao Chen especially liked sleeping with Mom.

However, Mom said they're already little gentlemen and should learn to sleep on their own.

For a moment, Fu Hanxiu felt he'd gained something.

But then he thought, isn't holding hands and sleeping also his right?

"Why should I give it up to those two bratty kids?"

Xiao Chen agreed, "I think it's great; this way we'll have a little sister right away!"

"Yes! Fu San Uncle said that if Mom and Dad sleep together, we'll get a little sister!" Xiao Hu clapped loudly.

Fu San, standing nearby, said: "......"

He felt betrayed.

He frantically gestured at Xiao Hu, but the excited Xiao Hu ignored him completely.

Two unfriendly gazes shot his way, and Fu San could only laugh bitterly.

"Heh, uh… this…"

He was too weak to refute.

"Fu Hanxiu, I suddenly think our Xing Er deserves better. At the peak of your hunt for the champion, if there's any more handsome and powerful man, remember to introduce him to our Xing Er."

Han Xing: "......"

She's innocent, okay?

War, why does it suddenly spread to her here?

"Mother, yes, Uncle Fu Yi is the most handsome! And also the most powerful!" Xiao Chen raised her little hand high.

Fu San's face collapsed.

"Miss Ye..." he said, his face twisted in a bitter laugh, his tone pleading.

"If you say that kind of thing to the kids again next time, I'll listen to Xiao Chen and introduce Xing Er to Uncle Fu Yi!"

Ye Qingran glared at Fu San in irritation.

Fu San hurriedly said, "I won't dare any more!"

Thus the amusing little episode ended.

Leng Yue and Bai Bing covered their mouths, tears of laughter about to spill.

Only Han Xing blushed shyly, glared at Fu San, and retreated to his own room.

That night, perhaps influenced by today's emotions, Ye Qingran and Fu Hanxiu both, without prior arrangement, thought of sleeping together with the children.

"Oh yeah! We can sleep with Mother again!"

The two kids were so happy they jumped three feet high.

In Ye Qingran's room, the two kids washed up early and slipped into the quilt.

"Father and Mother, come up quickly!"

The two kids patted the spot beside them, beckoning Ye Qingran and Fu Hanxiu.

After bathing and changing, Ye Qingran and Fu Hanxiu also got onto the bed; that night they didn't sleep together, leaving the two children to sleep in the middle.

The family of four, rarely all lying on one bed, the two kids were simply ecstatic; from outside the room one could hear their occasional laughter.

The night grew deep.

Xiaohu Xiaocheng was already asleep.

Children are like that: one moment they're giggling and roughhousing, the next they may drift into dreamland.

Ye Qingran carefully tucked the blanket for them.

Observing the children's tranquil sleeping faces, endless tenderness welled up in her heart. She brushed her hand across a child's cheek and felt that everything in the world was but a ten‑thousandth of them.

She lifted her eyes, meeting a pair of deep eyes.

Fu Hanxiu propped his head with one hand, his gaze burning as he looked at her.

In those eyes, the usual coldness was gone, leaving only the spring hue after the ice melted.

That rolling gaze seemed capable of melting anyone.

"Sleep now," Ye Qingran said with a smile to him.

"Hmm."

The lights went out.

Moonlight streamed through the window into the room.

The warm atmosphere spread.

The next day.

Qin Zixie stepped into the Courtyard of Renxu 108 Class, and a teasing voice came from inside.

"Young Master Qin, to think you'd come to the class—truly rare!"

Qin Zixie, hearing that, glanced sideways; upon seeing the speaker, he was startled and asked, "You?"