The man’s mouth twitched. He wouldn’t have come to sing these two little devils a lullaby if he hadn’t been afraid of exhausting them.
“Di Weirui, Di Weizhi, are you going to sleep or not?” The man felt embarrassed and angry, realizing that taking care of the twins was tiring.
The wise twins understood that with their father angry, it was best to behave or face consequences.
After turning off the lights, the man returned to his bedroom, where he found his partner’s peaceful sleeping face. His eyes filled with love and happiness as he gently lay beside her, whispering, “Xueman, I love you.”
The sleepy beauty stirred, her eyes dreamy, “I fell asleep again. Are the children asleep?” Since becoming pregnant again, she had been very tired.
Di Xihuang, feeling jealous, complained, “Xueman, you don’t love me anymore. It’s all about the children, and I’m always the one saying I love you. You’ve only said it once since.”
This frustrated her. On the day she gave birth to the twins, she had passionately told him she loved him, but he had fainted after she narrowly escaped death, making her heartfelt declaration go unheard.
The couple’s intimate moment was interrupted by a commotion downstairs. Di Xihuang, looking unsatisfied, descended the stairs.
Owen, disheveled and hands on his hips, pointed at Di Xihuang and shouted, “Surnamed Di, I schemed against you eight years ago. You’ve made me work for you all this time. Isn’t it time to settle this old score?” His bravado collapsed, “Brother, spare me.”
For eight years, Di Xihuang had used the excuse of making up for lost time with Ou Xueman, handing over the financial group to Owen, who was still in meetings right before his wedding.
“Alright, Huang,” Ou Xueman intervened, “We should go back to Hong Kong. It’s been years since we’ve paid respects to Dad and Papa.”
Reluctantly complying with his wife’s request, Di Xihuang agreed.
“Yay, we’re going to Hong Kong!” the twins cheered happily.
Owen breathed a sigh of relief, hugging his sister, “Sister, your brother hasn’t let you down.”
The hug provoked Di Xihuang, who suddenly saw his wife disappear from his arms, replaced by a glaring lion.
“Owen, you’ll be the Executive Director of Di’s African Region starting tomorrow.”
“No—!”
Owen’s cry couldn’t hide the happiness surrounding their family. Happiness is that simple.
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