Assistant to My Contracted Husband

The family of three together made for a warm, sweet picture.

The romantic confession and gift Qin Mu gave Mu Wan at her graduation ceremony had been a hot topic for quite a while.

A man this perfect, and on top of that so devoted and romantic—whoever marries him, who’s the wife in this relationship, really.

Mu Wan was shy by nature and was in charge of holding Little Wanzi in her arms, while Qin Mu gave a speech to everyone.

"Welcome, everyone, to Qin Jiuxi’s hundred-day banquet."

Little Wanzi’s full name was Qin Jiuxi.

Originally, according to the Qin Family naming tradition, it should have been Qin Xi. But she was the only Princess of the Qin Family, so to highlight her noble status, they added the character "Jiu"—nine.

Because in ancient times, nine also represented nobility—the supreme nine-five. As for "Xi," it means light. They hoped her future would be bright, that she’d be full of sunshine and warm the Qin Family. It’s also homophonous with "Xi" meaning "hope," as she arrived amidst everyone’s expectations.

But what Qin Mu and Mu Wan called her most often was still Little Wanzi.

Some people also liked to call her Little Wanzi Jiujiu.

Anyway... as long as everyone likes what they’re calling her, it’s fine.

Qin Mu pressed his thin lips together, looking out at the crowd below the stage, the corners of his mouth lifting.

"She’s the best gift heaven has given us. Honestly, even though Jiujiu’s been born for over three months now, every single day I still wake up full of joy to greet the day. Her growth has brought me and Mu Wan a happiness and surprise that’s hard to put into words."

Listening to Qin Mu’s words, Mu Wan couldn’t help feeling a bit emotional deep down.

Who wouldn’t.

The corners of Mu Wan’s lips curved up, and her heart felt warm.

Back then... she had really planned to give up, not wanting to hold Qin Mu back, wanting to dig herself out of that one imperfect corner of his life.

But in the end, heaven gave her an unexpected surprise.

Mu Wan’s beautiful eyes turned gently, bright and lively. She hugged the little one in her arms, who was babbling away, and could not be happier.

Qin Mu raised his hand and wrapped it around Mu Wan’s shoulder. Finally, the corner of his mouth quirked up as he arched a brow and looked out at everyone below the stage.

"Lastly, I want to say something to everyone. Mm, it’s a bit blunt, so don’t mind it. I’m just voicing the heartfelt thoughts of a dad raising a daughter..."

Everyone was a little confused when they heard that, and started wondering what kind of shocking statement Qin Mu was about to make.

"All of you raising sons—keep them away from my girl... Our daughter is not allowed to date before she’s 25."

Mu Wan: "..."

Qin Mu really did not discuss that line with her beforehand.

For a man to shout that out loud like that—wasn’t it a bit too much?

Mu Wan’s little face instantly flushed red...

The crowd below the stage burst into laughter, both amused and exasperated.

The Qin Family members also couldn’t help but laugh helplessly.

That was just how Qin Mu was—rebellious, carefree, a complete Crown Prince type.

Jian Ran held Little Cubao’s small hand and secretly hugged her son closer, whispering to him: "It’s fine, son. There’s no wall you can’t dig through. As long as you keep at it, the wall will get loosened up sooner or later. Your uncle is only strict with outsiders. We’re family; we can just slide our way in."

Gu Jinchen smacked his little lips, half-understanding, half-not.

"Mommy, my wife is on the stage."

"Yeah... you little brat, you only have eyes for your wife now? No Mommy in your eyes anymore?"

"Daddy said Mommy belongs to Daddy and told me not to fight Daddy for Mommy."

Little Cubao was three now, so he spoke more and more fluently, and he was very serious about it, sounding particularly solemn.

Jian Ran: "..."

Gu Mochen really was no good either.

All the same kind of trouble.

...

Qin Mu’s speech was very down-to-earth, and Mu Wan also needed to say a few simple words.

Mu Wan’s little face was slightly red as she met all the expectant eyes below the stage and spoke gently.

"I want to use all the luck I have left in this life to wish my child a lifetime of peace and safety."

"When Little Wanzi was just born, I used to hope she could grow up to be a comic artist, that she’d become someone very, very successful. But as she grows day by day, I’ve come to feel that as long as she’s safe, that’s already good enough."

Mu Wan spoke very seriously, saying everything she truly wanted to say from the bottom of her heart.

The greatest wish was simply for her child to grow up safe and healthy.

Everyone applauded in response. Mu Wan held Little Wanzi as she and Qin Mu, the family of three, bowed to the guests. They were very humble and exceptionally polite.

Old Master Qin watched the affectionate couple from below the stage, and his heart was full of joy.

Their family of three was complete now.

How wonderful.

...

Glasses clinked back and forth.

The socialites and tycoons of Quanyun City had all gathered in one place, which was quite a rare sight.

The Qin Family needed to greet and host the guests, while Jian Ran and Hua Nuan helped by taking turns holding Little Wanzi.

Little Wanzi wasn’t afraid of strangers; she was happy in anyone’s arms, her eyes and brows curving into little smiles—she was unbelievably adorable.

Babies smelled overwhelmingly of milk; Jian Ran especially loved the milky scent that clung to kids.

When Little Cubao saw Jian Ran holding Little Wanzi, he refused to leave her side. He followed her around on his little legs, tailing her everywhere, and whispered softly,

"Jiujiu wife."

Jiujiu...

Jian Ran laughed softly, while Hua Nuan couldn’t help arching a brow. "Ranran, your Little Cubao changes his heart faster than changing his face. He’s staring straight at Little Wanzi now... he doesn’t look at anyone else anymore."

Jian Ran: "..."

Exactly.

This little brat switched crushes even faster than flipping a page.

Jian Ran reached out to pinch Little Cubao’s cheek, completely agreeing with Hua Nuan.

"Yeah, but if he only ever looks at one person his whole life, who’s to say that’s not happiness."

Hua Nuan’s lips curved at that; she deeply related to that sentiment.

"Seeing Tang Bao, Cubao, and Little Wanzi all so cute makes me want to have one too."

Jian Ran raised a brow—this was exactly what she wanted to hear.

"Nice, I support that... Then the three little ones can play together in the future."

Let a bunch of kids close in age grow up in a group.

Tang Bao might still be young, but could already keep up with Qin Song and Qin Jin—that worked out too...

Hua Nuan’s beautiful amber eyes glanced over at Huo Zun, who was standing not far away beside Gu Mochen, and her cherry lips curved.

"Mm, I’ll give him three sons."

Jian Ran was a bit speechless. Huo Zun had been loudly declaring he wanted a daughter, after all.

How could you just go and give him sons?

...

When Little Wanzi turned one, everyone started eagerly watching Hua Nuan’s belly, hoping it would show some movement soon.

Hua Nuan had spent one year finishing all her university coursework, and then another year self-studying to complete all her graduate courses.

The professors at Yun University all marveled that she was a true prodigy; they hadn’t seen such a brilliant student in years.

In truth, Hua Nuan didn’t feel it was all that hard.

Mostly, she owed it to her memory...

In medicine, memorization accounts for a large part of the work.

...

Whenever she was bored, Hua Nuan liked to tease Huo Zun about having a daughter.

Huo Zun was more than happy to play along.

After all, Qin Mu was posting about his daughter in his Moments practically twenty-four hours a day.

It was pure torture...

As for Gu Mochen, his Moments were full of his son and his daughter around the clock.

It pushed Huo Zun’s patience to the limit.

If Cubao, Tang Bao, and Little Wanzi weren’t so cute, Huo Zun would have really wanted to block them.

Huo Zun genuinely felt that if he didn’t have a son or a daughter of his own,

his standing in their little circle would be in danger.

He had to win back some ground.

Huo Zun absolutely refused to admit how ridiculously jealous he was inside.

He thought about it day and night.

Mm, he wasn’t admitting it. He was not jealous at all.

Hmph... yes, that’s how cool and aloof he was.