Sweet Wife Arrives: Mr. CEO, Please Pamper Me-Chapter 709: V579: Love is supporting each other in difficult times, love is holding too tightly. [80] 2200

Chapter 709: V579: Love is supporting each other in difficult times, love is holding too tightly. [80] 2200

Shen Funni’s cheeks turned even redder.

However, thinking about their previous argument, she said, "What are you looking at!"

Upon hearing this, He Qimo laughed more mockingly and turned his back.

Seeing him turn his back, Shen Funni muttered a tiny "tch" and began to coax her son to sleep.

The silent night always fills one’s mind with complex thoughts.

Thus, He Qimo thought about Shen Funni’s earlier words, had she loved him for ten years?

But if they counted everything together, including the time apart, they’ve been together for just over four years. If they go back from 2017, they’ve only known each other for five years at most. How could they possibly have known each other for ten years? Did Shen Funni like him even before their first meeting?

He Qimo couldn’t figure it out and furrowed his brows. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Behind him, Shen Funni also gazed at his broad back, lost in thought.

Thinking about his angry words earlier, he seemed very concerned about her current relationship with Lu Xin and even suspected she liked Lu Xin. He seemed not to be very confident in his current state.

So... was the reason he hadn’t come to find her these days because of some grudge?

If he held a grudge, did that mean he actually cared?

A gentle ripple coursed through Shen Funni’s heart. However, she wasn’t interested in having a heart-to-heart with He Qimo at night. She simply hugged her son closer and shifted herself to the edge of the bed to create some distance from He Qimo before closing her eyes.

When He Qimo returned to lie flat on the bed, he noticed where Shen Funni was sleeping, and instantly felt a surge of anger. His lips pressed into a cold line; he wanted to storm out immediately.

But when he sat up, seeing He Yunshen’s small hand playing with his clothing corner, and recalling what Yunshen experienced during the day, he eventually lay back down.

Yet, lying down, he took a piece of his sleepwear and placed it next to Yunshen’s little hands, while he himself turned over, sleeping with his back to them, pressed against the other edge of the bed.

The tranquil night, on the fifth day after He Yunshen’s fourth birthday, the two adults found themselves sleeping together again.

Whether they shared the same dreams or not was unknown, but they knew, eventually, because of their son, they were together again...

...

By the time the next morning came.

He Yunshen awoke with his big, bright eyes in the warmth.

His mom and dad hadn’t woken up yet, but in this sleeping posture—

Looking to the right, his mom’s arm was draped over his dad’s waist, sleeping, with him nestled in his mom’s embrace.

Looking to the left, his dad’s arm was wrapped around his mom’s back, also sleeping, with him and his mom together in his dad’s embrace.

He Yunshen blinked his eyes. What was happening? They had argued right in front of him last night, and now had turned their backs and embraced each other?

But... mom and dad were holding each other too tightly. Thinking about how they could hold each other’s waists and backs, one could imagine how close they were!

So Little Hetao, sandwiched between the two, felt he could barely breathe and was truly overheating!

The sleeping He Qimo and Shen Funni felt no awareness of each other.

Because both subconsciously thought they were hugging their son.

Moreover, those two years of intimate familiarity... those habits in their memories and the indistinct truth or dreams... they felt nothing.

Little Hetao looked left and right, finally unable to stand it, gently slipped out from between them, landed on the floor, breathing heavily with his warmed red cheeks, and ran out to find his grandma to wash his face and brush his teeth, for a drink of milk!

...

Early in the morning, just after six.

For her grandson who wakes at this time every day, Zhou Huimei watered her plants on the balcony, planning to revive her garden. Meanwhile, she pondered how to prevent her newly nurtured garden from being ruined now that Shen Funni had moved back home.

After all, Shen Funni was back...

Thinking about these years of quarrels and grievances, Zhou Huimei had to admit that fully convincing herself to accept this daughter-in-law truly felt forced, but if she disagreed, it felt unfair. This complicated mother-in-law and daughter-in-law relationship made her very conflicted.

But no matter what, her son had gone through three relationships, and he is her most important principle, which she really understood now.

So, Shen Funni’s return is welcome, as long as she doesn’t destroy her plants, it’s fine either way.

And then, at this moment, something was gripping her leg.

She was slightly stunned.

"What’s up with you? Why did you run out without wearing clothes!"

Looking at the weather close to November.

Zhou Huimei hastily put down her water sprayer, picked up her grandson, and quickly went back into the villa.

He Yunshen sat on Zhou Huimei’s arm, hugged his grandma’s neck, and murmured, "Grandma, I’m hot."

Only then did Zhou Huimei see her grandson really was red-faced with heat, and his palms were sweaty.

"Why are you so hot?" Zhou Huimei frowned, "Did the air conditioner break?"

He Yunshen didn’t understand why his grandma associated it with the air conditioner and shook his head, "No."

Zhou Huimei carried He Yunshen into her downstairs bedroom to freshen up.

Downstairs, He Yunshen’s clothes, shoes, socks, toys, and a whole array of things were available throughout the house, from the first to the fourth floor!

It must be said that over the past two years, He Qimo’s care for He Yunshen was near all-encompassing, acting as both father and mother.

After changing clothes, He Yunshen ran to the dining area to have breakfast, starting to drink from his designated milk bottle.

Seeing the little guy awake, He Yuan, reading the newspaper, and He Xiaoqi, looking at engineering diagrams, both raised their heads to look at He Yunshen, unable to resist smiling with deep eyes.

In recent years, after an experience in kindergarten and some character development, He Xiaoqi gradually realized certain things and embarked on her own emotional journey.

A kindergarten male teacher, to be precise.

Though there was a mismatch in their social status, it was fortunate that the male teacher’s family did not dislike her current self. Plus, in the He Family, they hadn’t demanded she marry into a wealthy family.

Leading a life according to one’s whims is best. Since the family isn’t short of money, she should find someone she likes and is suitable.

The male teacher’s family is also a scholarly one, with both parents being teachers, especially his father, who is a university professor.

He Xiaoqi felt this marriage was rather good, thus decided to settle down.

At the moment, not married, looking at her eldest nephew, He Xiaoqi genuinely liked him, as if seeing her future child.

Looking at He Yunshen with his flushed little face gulping down the milk, He Xiaoqi smiled and said, "Why so rushed? No one’s going to snatch it from you. Look how red your face is."

Upon hearing, He Yunshen paused, shook his head, "I’m not rushed, I’m hot."

"Hot?" Glancing at the crisp fall weather in October, He Xiaoqi couldn’t figure it out—"How is it hot?"

"Yeah? How come it’s hot?" Zhou Huimei, who came over next, heard her grandson say it for the second time and finally realized something was off.

"Mom and dad hug me! They’re hugging tightly, making me so hot."

In an instant, the speaker was unintended, but the listener was thoughtful.

The several adults at the table suddenly blushed, especially Zhou Huimei and He Xiaoqi who had misread the situation...

But after a pause, thinking that his son couldn’t be that oblivious to do that in front of his son, He Yuan couldn’t help but ask awkwardly, "Hug...how, how did they hug?"

After taking another sip of milk, He Yunshen said, "Well, mom slept in dad’s arms, hugging dad, and dad slept beside mom, hugging mom. Their strength was so strong, I could barely take it..."

In an instant, even He Yuan was: "..."