“Just now when we kissed, you were as timid as the tip of a needle. The only thing you dared to do was press your lips against mine.”
Jing Mocong continued turning up the pressure.
Yan Yu knew he was deliberately provoking her.
She understood exactly what he was doing.
But she couldn’t suppress her anger. His words irritated her so much that she accepted the money without another thought.
Hmph. She definitely wasn’t giving it back.
She would just treat it as child support for Yaoyao and Junjun.
After accepting the transfer, Yan Yu lowered her head and ignored him.
Earlier, Jing Mocong had embraced her in the bathroom and gotten his underwear dirty, earning himself a scolding from her. He didn’t dare provoke her again now, afraid she might truly refuse to be with him.
The man walked over to the bed and sat down, his gaze quietly resting on the two sleeping children, filled with tenderness.
“Little Yu, I was seriously injured years ago. The doctor told me I’d never be able to have children in this lifetime. Thank you… for carrying my babies and bringing them into this world.”
His voice was low and gentle.
Yan Yu’s eyes flickered slightly.
“I didn’t give birth to them for your sake,” she refuted. “I gave birth to them because I wanted to.”
“Mhm. You’re right.”
Jing Mocong smiled.
After that, he said nothing more and simply sat there quietly, admiring the two tiny children who were beautiful, adorable, and had such lovable personalities.
Whose amazing little treasures are these?
They’re enough to make anyone jealous…
After quite some time without hearing any movement from Yan Yu, Jing Mocong turned around.
He found her asleep, leaning over the armrest of the sofa. Her phone rested precariously on her thigh, ready to slip onto the floor at any moment.
The games Yaoyao and Junjun had played, they had all played together.
Jing Mocong was beginning to feel tired as well.
Yan Yu was much more slender than he was and had already been exhausted. While scrolling through her phone, she had unknowingly fallen asleep.
Now that he had his wife to look at, he wasn’t interested in staring at the children anymore.
He picked up his suit jacket and gently draped it over Yan Yu.
Then he sat beside her, resting his cheek against one hand as he quietly admired her sleeping face.
When Doctor Yan was asleep, the usual coolness she carried disappeared.
Instead, she looked soft, obedient, and sweet.
Jing Mocong endured it for as long as he could.
In the end…
He couldn’t resist.
He leaned closer and lightly pecked her pink lips.
The next second, Yan Yu stirred.
She was simply uncomfortable in her sleep and shifted slightly into a more comfortable position.
“If you keep sleeping like this, your neck is going to get stiff.”
Jing Mocong began carefully adjusting her position.
An hour and a half later, Yan Yu had recovered her energy and slowly woke up.
The moment she opened her eyes, she realized she had been sleeping against Jing Mocong’s chest.
Even worse…
She had drooled onto his shirt.
Yan Yu was so startled that she instinctively tried to sit up.
The man wrapped an arm around her waist.
Seeing right through her embarrassment, he said gently with indulgent affection,
“I don’t mind your drool. Go back to sleep.”
“I’m awake. I’m not sleeping anymore.”
Yan Yu struggled, making it obvious that she didn’t want to remain in his embrace.
Jing Mocong felt as though there was something wrong with him.
The more she struggled, the more he liked it.
Chuckling, he loosened his grip.
Yan Yu hurriedly escaped into the bathroom to wash her face.
She scooped up a handful of water and splashed it onto her cheeks.
When she looked up at the mirror, she froze.
Who was the woman in the reflection with her blushing face and eyes shimmering with tenderness?
“Daddy, you’re still here~”
Yan Shiyao and Yan Shijun had slept to their hearts’ content.
The moment they woke up and saw that Jing Mocong had stayed by their side the entire time, their happiness was written all over their little faces.
“Of course.”
“Daddy promised to protect you while you were sleeping. How could I possibly leave?”
Looking at the two rosy-cheeked little ones who had just woken up, softly calling out to him like two tiny kittens, Jing Mocong’s once-hardened heart completely melted.
If the employees at his company saw this loving fatherly expression, they would probably be so shocked that their glasses fell right off.
“Daddy, you’re so nice. Just like Mommy, you always keep your promises.”
Even while praising their father, they didn’t forget to include their mother.
“Really?”
“I’ve kept my promises to you.”
“But what about you two? You tricked me.”
Yan Yu slowly walked out of the bathroom and stood at the foot of the bed with her arms crossed.
Pretending to be angry, she looked at the two little rascals.
“What did you just call him?”
“Say it again for me.”
The twins exchanged a glance before immediately covering their mouths with their tiny hands.
“Mommy, Little Brother and I didn’t call him anything.”
“That’s right. Big Sis and I didn’t call him Daddy.”
“Little Brother, you gave us away.”
“Oops…”
Yan Yu was speechless.
“…Stop pretending. He already told me everything. The two of you acknowledged each other behind my back and still tried to keep it a secret from me!”
“What happened, Daddy?”
Yan Shiyao had never expected that while she had been sleeping, Daddy and Mommy had talked everything through.
Weren’t they supposed to keep it a secret from Mommy together?
Daddy was such a traitor!
Jing Mocong chuckled.
“Your mommy decided she’s willing to consider accepting me, so I confessed everything.”
“From now on, you don’t have to call me ‘Uncle’ anymore.”
“You can confidently call me ‘Daddy.'”
“Really?”
Yan Shiyao looked at Yan Yu with hopeful eyes.
Yan Yu nodded.
“Go ahead. He is your daddy.”
The instant those words fell, the twins erupted into cheers.
Immediately afterward, the room was filled with one sweet childish voice after another.
“Daddy!”
“Daddy~”
“Daddy, we don’t dislike you~”
“Daddy! Daddy! DaddyDaddyDaddyDaddyDaddyDaddyDaddy…”
Jing Mocong immersed himself in the endless chorus of “Daddy.”
His son clung to his front while his daughter wrapped herself around his back.
His heart felt warm and swollen with emotions that had nowhere to go.
People always needed an outlet for overwhelming feelings.
So…
He picked up his phone and transferred Yan Yu another one million yuan.
Yan Yu had been covering her ears while distancing herself from the three noisy troublemakers.
Then another WeChat notification popped up.
One million yuan transferred from Jing Mocong.
The first time had been unfamiliar.
The second time came naturally.
She accepted the transfer in an instant.
One million yuan was just too easy to earn.
Maybe she should stop by the pharmacy later and buy some throat lozenges for the three of them so they could keep loudly calling him “Daddy” all day long?
Unfortunately, that plan never had a chance to happen.
The children got hungry.
Yan Yu had no choice but to take them downstairs to the hotel’s restaurant for dinner.
Jing Mocong bought meal vouchers at the restaurant entrance and joined his wife and children.
Since Yan Yu had already agreed to let the father and children acknowledge each other, she had no objections to him eating with them.
Yaoyao and Junjun sat together.
Yan Yu and Jing Mocong sat across from them.
“Little Yu,” Jing Mocong asked directly, “when it comes to food, what do you like and dislike?”
Yan Yu thought for a moment.
“I don’t like food that’s too greasy or too spicy. Other than that, I’m fine with almost anything.”
Jing Mocong committed it to memory before saying,
“I like apples and coffee.”
“I don’t like scallions, cilantro, garlic, mangoes, or cream.”
Yan Yu’s eyes widened.
“Junjun doesn’t like those either.”
Being called out, Yan Shijun nodded enthusiastically while swinging his short legs.
Turning to Yan Shiyao, who always complained about how picky he was, he said proudly,
“Big Sis, look! Look!”
“Daddy and I both don’t like scallions, cilantro, garlic, mangoes, or cream!”
Yan Shiyao hadn’t expected there to be another picky eater just like her younger brother.
She immediately frowned.
“Daddy, you’re already an adult, yet you’re just as picky as Little Brother.”
Jing Mocong looked awkward.
“Well… everyone has foods they don’t like.”
“That’s way too many!”
Yan Shiyao suddenly wanted to launch both Daddy and Little Brother off the planet.
Yan Shijun giggled happily.
“Finally, someone at home can be picky with me!”