Whether it’s a son or a daughter, it’s the love crystallization of her and Lian Qingyang.
Two years later, Jin Yan got pregnant again and safely gave birth to twin daughters, which made Jin Yan overjoyed.
Yuan Yu, who had not been pregnant, found out she was pregnant shortly after visiting Jin Yan’s newborn twin daughters.
The moment she saw the report, Yuan Yu’s excited tears started falling.
The long-awaited child had finally arrived.
"Baby, thank you."
Yuan Yu touched her flat belly and felt an overwhelming happiness that brought her to tears.
"Honey, thank you."
Yuan Yu, usually reserved, couldn’t help but throw herself into Tang Jun’s embrace. In the three years of marriage, Tang Jun never pressured her to have children, even implicitly suggesting he wanted to enjoy a world of just the two of them, never giving her any stress.
"I prefer to hear ’I love you.’" Tang Jun held Yuan Yu tightly; he didn’t care about having children, but he cared about Yuan Yu’s feelings.
Yuan Yu wanted and loved children.
Tang Jun was truly grateful to heaven for allowing them to have this little angel.
News of Yuan Yu’s pregnancy spread like wings, with congratulations pouring in one after another.
Tang Yue and Si Yu made a special visit, sharing numerous pregnancy tips with Yuan Yu.
When they got home, Tang Yue suddenly asked, "Si Yu, if I can’t have children, would you divorce me? Would you look for another woman to have children?"
Si Yu looked at his wife; time hadn’t left a mark on her but instead made her more charming. He wished he could spend every hour by her side. But hearing Tang Yue’s question, he raised his hand and tapped her forehead.
"You’re bullying me." Tang Yue looked pitifully at Si Yu.
"How am I bullying you?"
Si Yu couldn’t stand her pitiful look, making him want to present the world’s best things to her. He leaned in and kissed her forehead, saying, "I just wanted to see my wife’s smooth forehead."
"Look, your skin is as youthful and vibrant as an eighteen-year-old girl." Si Yu’s compliment came naturally.
"Don’t change the topic." Tang Yue cupped his face with both hands and seriously said, "You haven’t answered my question yet."
"Does that even need answering?" Si Yu asked.
Tang Yue blinked at him, confused.
"I love you, and marrying you isn’t because you can have children." Si Yu replied, "Whether you can have children or not doesn’t affect my love for you, right?"
Si Yu lifted his hand, adjusting the stray hair from her forehead.
Tang Yue tilted her head, thinking it through, and it seemed to make sense.
"So, your question doesn’t even need asking." Si Yu leaned forward and took the opportunity to kiss her cheek, saying, "Honey, should we go on a trip, just the two of us, without Zaozao and Chenchen, like a honeymoon, what do you think?"
Si Yu suggested enthusiastically, "You see, when we got married, we didn’t have time to really enjoy ourselves. All these years, we’ve been busy, but now I have time, and we can go to the end of the world, what do you think?"
"Just the two of us, no disturbances." Si Yu longed for a two-person world, excluding the two children.
Tang Yue cleared her throat and said, "Zaozao and Chenchen want to come with us; aren’t you happy?"
Si Yu didn’t respond, only looking very aggrieved at Tang Yue. Every time they went out, Chenchen always insisted on sleeping with Tang Yue, no matter how much Si Yu tried to coax her.
Tang Yue picked up on the underlying words in Si Yu’s gaze, her ears pinking uncontrollably – they’re old married couples now...
"One must be trustworthy." Si Yu reminded gently.
Tang Yue: "..."
Si Yu’s dark eyes looked at her, seemingly accusing her of not keeping her word.
"Then, when we go out, should we let them each sleep in a separate room?"
Tang Yue’s suggestion was barely out before it received Si Yu’s enthusiastic and fierce agreement.
...
Si Yu held her hand, kissed it, gazed at her tranquil and beautiful face, and suddenly said, "Honey, marrying you is the greatest luck of my life!"
Tang Yue smiled gently and replied, "Marrying you is my greatest happiness."
Their hands were tightly clasped together.
No matter how long the road ahead might be, she firmly believed they would stay happy together.
——[The End]——

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