Assistant to My Contracted Husband

Huo Zun’s face looked a bit better, and he nodded.

"The old man is right."

"Mr. Huo, you’re really fortunate, you know, nowadays it doesn’t matter if it’s a boy or a girl, girls are caring, boys are ambitious..."

Huo Zun: "..."

He almost believed what the old man said.

Wasn’t it him back then who kept saying he wanted Little Wanzi to be a daughter, and who’s the one who didn’t like Qin Song and Qin Jin?

Now the old man has finally got the great-granddaughter he wished for...

And now he’s saying this to me?

Huo Zun pressed his thin lips together, listening to the old man’s words, a trace of a smile forced itself onto his lips.

"The old man is right..."

"Yes, Mr. Huo, you should learn from me, in my generation, we treat everyone equally, with the kids from the three grandsons, whether they’re boys or girls, I like them all."

Huo Zun: "..."

Isn’t the old man bragging a bit too much?

Who was it that at such an age didn’t want to let go of Little Wanzi once he was holding him?

I still remember when Little Wanzi was born, the old man kept holding him, and anyone else who wanted to had to wait in line.

Overall...

Now that the old man is saying this, Huo Zun feels a hundred thousand points of damage, and it’s clear the old man was just soothing him a bit, not genuinely heartfelt.

"Yeah."

Huo Zun forced a smile, though the old man’s comfort was insincere, it was still some comfort.

Old Master Qin saw Huo Zun remain silent and believed Huo Zun had taken his words to heart, couldn’t help but laugh heartily, then raised his hand to pat Huo Zun on the shoulder.

"Yes... if you fall, just get back up, young people need this kind of courage."

Huo Zun: "..."

Is the old man really comforting me?

Huo Zun tugged at his lips, pressed them together, and said, "Old man, you’re absolutely right."

Everyone else tried hard to hold back their smiles, not daring to laugh out loud.

The old man was just too amusing, and so adorable too.

...

Although Huo Zun didn’t like the little guy.

But before Hua Nuan woke up, Huo Zun couldn’t help but steal a few glances at the little guy.

The little guy seemed to be in a deep sleep, smacking his tiny mouth, quite cute.

Hmm, seems like he’s heavier than Little Wanzi when he was born, a bit taller too.

Huo Zun squinted his blue eyes. This is clearly his own son, so why is everyone else holding onto the little guy and not letting go?

Hmm, this isn’t a good sign.

Huo Zun pressed his thin lips together, unable to help but say, "Ahem, I feel like my hands are empty, nothing to hold, um, Ranran, Xiaowan, you must be tired from holding him, how about I take a turn."

Jian Ran: "..."

Sigh, men can be so pretentious.

Playing the humble card at crucial times.

Who was just disliking him so much?

And now can’t resist wanting to hold him?

Even though Jian Ran was full of disdain for Huo Zun in her heart, she still proactively went forward and placed the little guy into Huo Zun’s arms, smiling slightly, "Sure, we’re tired anyway, you give it a try."

"Okay."

Huo Zun wasn’t very good at holding children, it was awkward when he held Little Wanzi before, and now as he prepared to hold the little guy, he found his arms trembling, an unusual feeling spread through him.

Jian Ran tried hard to suppress her smile, carefully placing the little guy in Huo Zun’s arm, but as soon as the little guy was placed there, he immediately began to cry as if he had been greatly wronged.

Everyone’s eyes couldn’t help but widen.

Huo Zun was even more nervous, his hands trembling even more.

"Ranran, you better hold him."

"Okay."

Jian Ran quickly bent down, took the little guy into her arms, and soothed him, "There, there, it’s daddy, not a stranger, don’t be scared, there, Auntie will hold you."

Perhaps the milky scent from Jian Ran was very much like mommy’s scent. The little guy, who had just been crying sadly, immediately calmed down in Jian Ran’s embrace.

Huo Zun felt aggrieved.

This little brat.

He had his reasons for not liking him.

Such an unlikable little thing, how could he love him?

Hmm... that’s it.

Huo Zun squinted his shimmering blue eyes, filled with a hidden light of grievance, yet still couldn’t help but steal more glances at the little guy.

After the little guy’s aggrieved crying, his eyes quickly turned red, looking so pitiful, and suddenly, an unusual feeling grew in Huo Zun’s heart, wanting to hold the little guy in his arms and comfort him, comfort him some more.

He pressed his lips together, wanting to speak again, but Huo Zun’s pride held him back.

The little guy’s cries disturbed Hua Nuan, who weakly opened her beautiful eyes, connected with maternal instincts, and croaked, "The baby cried?"

"Yes... Just tried to let Huo Zun hold him, and he wasn’t happy, so he cried."

Hua Nuan: "..."

Jian Ran, seeing Hua Nuan wake up, her face still a bit pale, proactively brought the little guy to her.

"Look, mommy’s awake. They say sons look like their moms, and that’s never wrong."

"Hmm."

Hua Nuan: "..."

Having exhausted herself, in the extreme pain, Hua Nuan had fainted and lost consciousness.

She vaguely remembered seeing the little guy, wrinkled, with very fair skin and pronounced features, but nothing much else.

With great effort, Hua Nuan raised her hand, looking at the small figure in Jian Ran’s arms, her heart surging with emotion.

"Baby."

Seeing Hua Nuan struggling to raise her hand, Jian Ran quickly helped her place it on the little guy’s small hand.

His little hand was chubby, like a little bun, irresistibly adorable.

Hua Nuan’s heart immediately softened...

"Hmm."

The little guy pursed his tiny lips, his milky voice endearing.

"Nuannuan, the little guy’s eyes are sapphire blue, so beautiful, like a crystal stone, it’s my first time seeing such pretty eyes, you both are so lucky, your son is handsome, soon enough little girls will be lining up at your door."

Jian Ran’s playful words made Hua Nuan’s face turn a slight red.

They say being a parent means waiting twenty years for your children to grow up and start their own families.

Hua Nuan chuckled softly, her thumb gently brushing the little guy’s hand, murmuring.

"Hmm, I hope the little guy will have good fortune, although he’s a son, what a surprise."

Everyone was aware of Hua Nuan’s prenatal exams.

So, regarding the gender issue, everyone was quite surprised.

Everyone was expecting a Little Princess, but it turned out to be a Little Prince.

"Your son knows how to protect himself... covering the important parts from early on."

Everyone chuckled lightly, while Huo Zun’s face darkened.

Hmm, feeling as though his heart was bleeding.

The baby’s heart is bitter...

But the baby says nothing.

Actually, there’s no need to say much, everyone knows.

Right... that’s just it.

Huo Zun forced a smile, healing himself.