Assistant to My Contracted Husband

Chapter 2087 - 483: Confession: You Are My Eternal Fireworks

In the Qin Family’s main hall:Little Cubao was nestled in Qin Mu’s arms, spoiled rotten, and from time to time Qin Mu would lift the little guy up high to "fly a plane," making him giggle nonstop.

Seeing Mu Wan spacing out on the sofa, Qin Mu deliberately set the little guy down on the floor and said softly, "Go find your auntie..."

"Ma...ma..."

The little guy was still too young and only knew how to babble "ba...ma" and such, but he seemed to understand what Qin Mu was saying, and toddled over in tiny steps toward where Mu Wan was sitting.

Babbling away, he was ridiculously cute, making everyone want to snatch him up and play with him.

Mu Wan watched the little thing walk toward her, then crouched down and bent over to scoop him into her arms.

"Ma..."

"Mm, say auntie."

"Hehe, aun..."

Mu Wan was overjoyed. So this is how adorable a kid is when they’re learning to talk.

"Jinchen, you’re amazing."

"Hehe."

The moment Gu Jinchen got praised, he immediately burrowed excitedly into Mu Wan’s chest, looking incredibly cute.

Mu Wan looked at the little thing openly taking advantage of her and couldn’t help but laugh speechlessly.

Originally, Jian Ran had wanted to breastfeed Little Cubao for a few more months, but considering the little guy’s physical development and following medical advice, she switched him to rice cereal after six months of breastfeeding.

Now the little guy could almost be weaned off breast milk completely.

So his little body was quite sturdy, but he still liked to nuzzle into people’s chests from time to time, which was unbearably adorable.

Seeing the little thing like that, Qin Mu hurried over and took Little Cubao out of Mu Wan’s arms.

"No way, that perk belongs to your uncle. It’s not your turn yet, you little brat, got it?"

Mu Wan: "..."

How can he be this petty with a child?

Little Cubao blinked his big, watery eyes, looking utterly wronged.

"Qin Mu, he’s not even one year old yet. You’ve gone too far."

Little Cubao’s big eyes rolled smartly, and when he saw Mu Wan scolding Qin Mu on her own initiative—clearly taking his side—he instantly felt backed up and burst into loud, wailing cries.

Mu Wan: "..."

Waaah...

Little Cubao was crying like he’d suffered the greatest injustice.

Uncle’s bullying me, won’t let me hug auntie.

Qin Mu’s dark eyes furrowed, while Little Cubao pitifully stretched out his arms, clearly waiting for Mu Wan to pick him up.

He didn’t want Uncle hugs anymore.

He wanted Auntie.

Auntie’s chest is so soft, hehe... he likes Auntie hugs.

"Come on, let me hold you..."

Mu Wan couldn’t stand seeing Little Cubao cry, so she quickly took him back into her arms and started soothing him.

Little Cubao smacked his little lips, and the second he was back in Mu Wan’s arms he stopped crying, grinning away, looking so cool and handsome it was like he didn’t need friends.

Mu Wan laughed helplessly... Little Cubao kept burrowing into her chest, like he was staking his claim.

Qin Mu’s handsome face went even darker.

"You little bastard, you’re just like that shameless dad of yours. My little Candy is still the best. I’m not spoiling you anymore, hmph... I’m only going to spoil Candy."

"Hehe..."

Little Cubao clearly didn’t take Qin Mu’s threat seriously.

After all, he was the most favored one in this family.

Mu Wan looked at the little thing, fearless and bold, and her lips curved up. His cheeks were so soft and squishy it made people never want to let go, just wanting to pinch them for fun.

"Alright, stop arguing with a kid. Look how cute he is."

"Hmph... I still like daughters better... daughters are Daddy’s little cotton-padded jacket."

The speaker meant nothing by it, but the listener took it to heart.

When Mu Wan heard Qin Mu say that, her face turned a shade paler.

Yeah, Qin Mu liked daughters, really, really liked daughters...

Mu Wan kept repeating it silently in her heart...

What a pity she couldn’t give him a daughter.

Mu Wan’s small hand clenched into a fist as she tried to calm the chaos in her heart, but she couldn’t. Forcing a smile to her lips, she handed Cubao back to Qin Mu and murmured, "I’ll go see if there’s any fresh juice. If there is, I’ll bring some for Little Cubao."

"Okay."

Qin Mu nodded, not noticing anything off about Mu Wan, and took Little Cubao into his arms.

He lifted him up high, making Little Cubao so happy he was laughing nonstop.

Jian Ran saw how happy her son was and walked over, saying, "Jinchen, want Mommy to hold you?"

"Hehe, ma..."

The way Little Cubao drooled when he talked made Jian Ran feel a tiny bit grossed out.

All kids are like this when they’re teething.

Jian Ran took Little Cubao into her arms and looked around for any sign of Mu Wan.

"Where’s Wanwan?"

"She went to the kitchen to get some fresh juice for your son. My wife treats your son pretty well, huh?"

Jian Ran arched a brow and said with mock disdain, "She treats him way better than his own uncle does. These days, aunties really are the best. You can’t underestimate an auntie... there’s ’ma’ right there in the word ’auntie.’ Can’t go wrong with that."