When Tan Zheye was five years old, Song Ni finally put down her work and planned to spend quality time with her husband and son. This request had been brewing for months. Tan Zheye would cry at school wanting his mother, while Tan Zheng would ensure Song Ni was too exhausted to get out of bed at night to complain. Song Ni could no longer tolerate the school calling every two hours or the excessive activity every night. With Tang Qin Yun's help, she borrowed his junior schoolmate to manage the studio. She intended to take a six-month leave and had a packed schedule. For instance, she wanted to correct Tan Zheye's clinginess and his tendency to be easily manipulated by his father. Children's defenses against deception needed to be built early. Tan Zheye was too easily fooled by Tan Zheng. That this man, despite his age, would corrupt his own son was simply detestable! Thus, one morning, Song Ni pinned this plan to the small blackboard. Tan Zheng glanced at it and raised an eyebrow upon seeing the rule about bedtime. The sentence itself wasn't the key; the remark that followed was. 'Especially Dad!' Ha, Tan Zheng instantly understood Song Ni's grievances. He casually glanced at her. "Impossible." Before Song Ni could say anything, little Tan Zheye blinked his eyes. "Why? Dad, the teacher said agreements are for everyone to follow." Tan Zheng reached out and patted little Tan Zheye's shoulder. "Children do need to follow agreements. You're still growing, so you need to sleep before ten. Dad is an adult; he doesn't need to." Little Tan Zheye made an "Oh" sound. "Then what are you doing, Dad?" "Dealing with work." Hearing this, Song Ni couldn't help but roll her eyes. The man wasn't even ashamed. What did he mean by dealing with work? He'd emerged from his study the moment she returned, specifically to "deal" with her. "Protest invalid. I have the final say in this household." Tan Zheng raised his eyebrows but didn't say anything further. However, at ten o'clock that night, he still pressed himself onto Song Ni. "What are you doing?" "Sleeping." Song Ni: ???????? "For me, sleeping means sleeping." Utterly speechless.
Song Ni slept in on her first day of leave, failing to even fulfill her promise to personally send little Tan Zheye to school. Tan Zheng put an arm around little Tan Zheye, who was trying to wake Song Ni. "Let Mom sleep a bit longer. Dad will take you to school today." Little Tan Zheye was confused. "Why does Mom sleep so much?" "She's tired." "Why? My friends at kindergarten say their moms also can't get up. Their grandmas and grandpas tell them it's because Mom is preparing to have a little sister for them. Dad, will I have a little sister too?" Tan Zheng paused. He hadn't expected kindergarteners to discuss such topics. After a moment's thought, the man squatted down, placing his hands on little Tan Zheye's shoulders. "Little Ye, it was very hard for Mom when she was pregnant with you. Dad couldn't be with her back then due to special circumstances. Mom lost a lot of weight during that time. Dad doesn't want Mom to suffer again, so we likely won't have a little sister." After speaking, Tan Zheng felt unsure. He feared Tan Zheye might act like Song Jing's child and demand a second child. But surprisingly, Tan Zheye quickly accepted the fact that he wouldn't have a sister. "I don't want Mom to suffer, and I don't want Mom to lose weight. Dad, I don't want a little sister anymore." Little Tan Zheye was endearingly sensible. After hearing that Song Ni had a difficult pregnancy with him, his eyes even welled up. He pouted and returned to his room, giving a milky-voiced goodbye kiss. Song Ni woke up close to noon. After hearing the morning conversation between her husband and son from the aunt, she was amused and bewildered. She had discussed having a second child with Tan Zheng before, but he always avoided the topic, his stance firm: no. She found it strange at the time, as many fathers nowadays wanted a cute daughter, yet Tan Zheng had never shown any inclination. She had always thought Tan Zheng was peculiar in this regard, never imagining it was for this reason. She found it both funny and touching. She hadn't exaggerated her pregnancy with Little Ye as much as he described, though the first few months had been difficult because he lay unconscious in a hospital bed. But now, he was by her side. Having a daughter might be quite nice. In the afternoon, Song Ni arrived at little Tan Zheye's kindergarten half an hour early. Having missed the morning appointment, she decided to surprise him in the afternoon. Little Tan Zheye was a sharp child. When Song Ni secretly watched from outside, he instantly spotted her. His eyes lit up. Song Ni quickly put her finger to her lips, signaling him to be quiet and listen attentively. Little Tan Zheye was a mischievous child, and the teacher found it hard to keep him still during class. He usually wanted to fidget, but for the next half hour, he sat straighter than anyone else. The teacher was somewhat surprised and, upon noticing Song Ni outside the window, understood. He was trying to behave well in front of his mother. As soon as class ended, little Tan Zheye immediately grabbed his little frog backpack and ran out. Song Ni smiled, bent down, and opened her arms to catch him as he leaped. "Mom!" Little Tan Zheye planted a wet, slobbery kiss on Song Ni's cheek. Realizing it, he tugged at his clothes. "Mom, wipe your face." Song Ni chuckled and took a tissue from her bag to wipe her face. A child from the class recognized Song Ni. "Tan Zheye, your mom is a martial arts hero!" Song Ni was taken aback. The drama she filmed was several years ago, she hadn't expected such a young child would have seen her show. Little Tan Zheye was very proud. "Yes, my mom is amazing!" While speaking, he tightly hugged Song Ni's neck, as if afraid others would be jealous and snatch his mother away. After greeting them, Song Ni carried Tan Zheye as they walked out. She bounced him a few times. "Honey, have you gained weight recently?" Hearing this, little Tan Zheye immediately wanted to get down. Song Ni asked, "Why?" Little Tan Zheye pouted. "I don't want to tire Mom." Instantly, Song Ni thought of the morning conversation between her husband and son. "Mom isn't tired. Little Ye, I can still carry you." "Really?" "Yes." "But why does Dad always make me walk when he picks me up? Dad said I'm too heavy." Song Ni: ...... Tan Zheng, you wait.
In the president's office of Tan Corporation, Tan Zheng sneezed unexpectedly. Zhou Jin, who was reporting, glanced at the air conditioning temperature. 26 degrees, is it very cold? Song Ni placed little Tan Zheye in the car. She hadn't asked the driver to pick them up today; she had driven herself. Little Tan Zheye was clearly excited. This was the first time he'd ridden in his mother's car. "Mom, Mom, are you as good at driving as Dad?" Song Ni felt awkward. "Sorry, son, my driving skills aren't great." After all these years, there had been no improvement. Song Ni changed the subject. "Honey, do you want a little sister?" Little Tan Zheye immediately shook his head. "Mom, I don't want a little sister; I don't want you to suffer." "This little bit of hardship is nothing, darling. Mom was very happy after you were born, and we are all living happily now, aren't we?" "But Dad said..." "That's Dad's idea, not Mom's. Darling, do you want a little sister? If you do, shall we talk to Dad about it?" Little Tan Zheye's mind was a bit overwhelmed for the first time. Dad said it was hard, Mom said the hardship was nothing, and there was a little sister... "Mom, I don't know." Song Ni chuckled. "Then shall we go pick Dad up at his company today? We haven't eaten out in a long time." "Okay!" When Song Ni took little Tan Zheye to Tan Corporation, it was ten minutes before closing time. Almost as soon as mother and son entered the president's exclusive elevator, the company group chat exploded. This was the young master's first appearance! Everyone was eager to rush to the top floor to catch a glimpse of the young master. While they were thinking about it, no one dared to do so, let alone take a picture of the young master with their phone. Song Ni consciously shielded little Tan Zheye's face. She was a regular visitor and casually greeted the employees in the president's office. Zhou Jin had just finished his report and, upon seeing Song Ni and the young master, hurried over. "Madam, why have you come?" "Where is he?" "Mr. Tan is inside reviewing documents." "Understood." She then looked at the others. "Everyone, finish up early." Hearing this, everyone felt like cheering. Little did they know how furious Tan Zong had been today due to a disastrous project proposal. The president's wife was simply a savior. Song Ni pushed the door open. Tan Zheng didn't look up. "Is there anything else?" His tone wasn't pleasant. Song Ni found it amusing, patted little Tan Zheye's bottom, and put him down. Then, little Tan Zheye consciously ran towards Tan Zheng. "Dad, Mom and I are here to pick you up!" As soon as he heard the sound of little feet running, Tan Zheng looked up. He took off his glasses, bent down to pick up little Tan Zheye, walked to Song Ni, and looked down to kiss her lips. "Why have you come?" "Sudden whim, to surprise you." It was indeed a surprise. Tan Zheng's eyes instantly filled with joy. Song Ni hadn't come to "check up" on him in a long time. Little Tan Zheye protested from between his parents. "Dad, you haven't kissed me yet." Tan Zheng chuckled and kissed his cheek. Little Tan Zheye pouted proudly. "I want a kiss on the lips." Tan Zheng: ...... He truly doted on him.
At the restaurant, Song Ni proactively brought up the topic of having a sister. As expected, Tan Zheng's expression changed, and he refused to engage. Song Ni frantically signaled to her son, but little Tan Zheye wasn't as quick-witted this time and didn't join in. Song Ni sighed and pinched little Tan Zheye's cheek angrily. "Didn't you promise Mom you'd help persuade Dad? Why aren't you talking? Did you only make this promise with Dad?" You're more attached to Dad than me! For the first time, Tan Zheng kindly rescued little Tan Zheye from Song Ni's grasp and even fed him a bite of food himself. "Well done." Song Ni: ...... The father and son were ganging up on her; how infuriating! That night, Tan Zheng encountered some resistance when getting into bed. "If we're not having another child, don't get on my bed." Tan Zheng: ...... This was a matter of principle, and Tan Zheng wasn't keen on resolving it this way. "Tell me why you want to have a second child." "I see their daughters are so cute, and I want one too." "Can you guarantee it'll be a daughter?" Song Ni: ...... "Do you still remember how you couldn't eat for more than half a month when you were pregnant with Tan Zheye?" Song Ni: ...... "That was... you personally took care of me afterward, and I could eat again." Tan Zheng snorted. "Do you really think your physical condition now is comparable to back then? You've been working day and night for years, constantly busy. Do you have the conditions for pregnancy?" Song Ni: ...... "Then I'll take good care of myself." "No." "What else is not okay?" "I'm old; the quality of my offspring (jgzi) isn't good." Song Ni gave a big "6". To dissuade her from having a second child, he actually claimed he wasn't capable. Tan Zheng, truly one of a kind among men! Seeing Tan Zheng's strong resistance, Song Ni didn't press the issue further. After all, what Tan Zheng said wasn't entirely unreasonable, and how they would raise a second child was also a concern. Seeing Song Ni's wavering expression, Tan Zheng's eyes brightened. He got into bed, but before he could lie down, Song Ni kicked him off. Tan Zheng: ???????? "You're sleeping on the sofa tonight." That dog man, he was so rough last night, and now he dares to get on her bed! Tan Zheng: ........ Si Mei