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"Mom has always spoiled Xiao Bei. I can't hit him or scold him, and I feel sorry for him, but he is too mischievous. He is becoming more and more unreasonable, and I really don't know what to do. Cold Thunder, is it my fault that Xiao Bei turned out this way? What should I do? I really want to be a good mother and raise a good child. All my efforts are focused on him."
Upon hearing Chu Yun's words, Cold Thunder felt a surge of anger.
"Xiao Bei, come in here!"
Cold Haocheng peeked his head in and then walked inside.
"Look at what you've done to the house! How dare you bite your mother? Apologize to her right now!"
Cold Haocheng initially thought his father was going to stand up for him, but he didn't expect his father to scold him instead.
"Hurry up!" Cold Thunder shouted angrily.
His father had always been the best person to him; if he couldn't even trust him...
"Mom, I'm sorry," Cold Haocheng said softly.
"Go stand in the corner! If you do this again, watch out for me!"
Cold Haocheng hung his head and walked out, standing against the wall in the hallway.
It was always like this; it happened every time.
Cold Thunder gently brushed aside Chu Yun's messy hair. "Alright, I've already taught him a lesson for you. If he misbehaves again, you can discipline him too. If Mom scolds you, just blame it on me."
Chu Yun pouted and nodded with a sense of grievance. "Mom told me today that we should have a second child."
Cold Thunder thought for a moment. "I'll talk to her about it; you don't need to worry."
Chu Yun nodded.
"Alright, tidy up the room. I'm going to check on Xiao Bei. We'll wash up and go to bed soon."
Cold Thunder stood up and walked out.
Chu Yun looked at the time; it was still early, and maybe she could...
She immediately became excited, throwing everything from her vanity into the trash can. The bank card Cold Thunder gave her had an unlimited overdraft, so even though these items were brand-name, they were nothing to fear.
After tidying up the vanity, she quickly dove into the bathroom.
In the hallway, Cold Haocheng stood facing the wall, his small figure looking lonely.
Cold Thunder crouched down and patted his little head.
"Xiao Bei, you mustn't be naughty anymore, do you understand?"
He didn't have the heart to scold Cold Haocheng because those eyes were starting to resemble Lu Kenian more and more. Every time he saw him, he would think of Lu Kenian.
Cold Haocheng simply hung his head in silence.
Even his most trusted father no longer believed in him.
“Dad bought you a new toy, the little car you wanted last time.”
“Really?” Cold Haocheng instantly perked up; after all, he was still a child. A piece of chocolate or a new toy could make him forget all his worries.
“Go ahead, you don’t have to stand in punishment anymore.”
Cold Haocheng dashed back to his room.
“If the policy allows, I want to have four children in the future, and I’ll name them Xiao Dong, Xiao Xi, Xiao Nan, and Xiao Bei! The directions are very important; having all four—east, west, south, and north—there will always be one who is successful!”
“What if we can only have two?”
“Then I’ll name them Xiao Nan and Xiao Bei; we can skip the east and west names since they don’t sound nice.”
His previous conversation with Lu Kenian lingered in his mind.
Cold Thunder pulled his thoughts back as he returned to the bedroom. Chu Yun stood in the middle of the room wearing a semi-transparent black lace nightgown.
Her unadorned face looked incredibly pure, and her figure appeared even more curvaceous under the nightgown.
“ Cold Thunder, wash up and go to bed early.”
Chu Yun smiled shyly and slowly returned to bed.
Cold Thunder responded and went to the bathroom.
Chu Yun sat on the bed, taking a deep breath. Today is the day; it has to succeed!
She took out a small transparent bottle from under her pillow, opened the cap, and pressed it a few times onto the bed.
A faint fragrance immediately filled the air.
This was an aphrodisiac essential oil that she had asked a friend to bring back from Thailand. It was said to be particularly effective; her friend had used just a few drops and ended up having five rounds with her husband that night!
Chu Yun placed the small bottle back under the pillow. She was counting on it for tonight.
Cold Thunder came out of the bathroom, and a wave of fragrance hit him.
"What’s that smell?"
"My new perfume. Does it smell good?"
"Not bad." Cold Thunder lifted the blanket and lay down. Chu Yun immediately wrapped her arms around his waist.
Cold Thunder understood Chu Yun's intentions. In matters like this, he felt quite embarrassed to have a woman take the initiative.
So, after turning off the lights, he directly pinned Chu Yun beneath him.
Chu Yun felt a surge of joy in her heart; it seemed like tonight would be promising!
"I want a son! I want a son!"
"You worthless person, give me a son! If you can't give me a son, then just die!"
Memories echoed in his mind as he violently crashed within Lu Kenian's body, his furious and malicious shouts, the pale face of Lu Kenian on the operating table!
Cold Thunder couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.
He breathed heavily, his body shook, and he lay back down.
Originally with his eyes closed, imagining a night of passion, Chu Yun suddenly opened her eyes.
"What's wrong?"
"I... have a business trip tomorrow and need to get up early, so let's skip tonight."
Chu Yun glared at Cold Thunder's back, wishing she could poke a few holes in it!
Forget it, forget it, it's always forget it!
No, I must endure! I have to endure!
"Alright, why didn't you say so earlier? I still need to pack your things; should I go prepare now?" Chu Yun's voice was always so gentle.
She is a good wife.
Cold Thunder felt an overwhelming sense of guilt.
“No need, I'm going to the branch office. There are apartments there, and it's not my first time. There's nothing missing, so you should get some rest early.”
Cold Thunder patted Chu Yun's hand in comfort. Chu Yun's gentle consideration always made him feel deeply guilty.
Chu Yun quietly lay beside Cold Thunder. It had been three years, and they hadn't had any intimate moments as a couple. Chu Yun knew that there must be some issue with Cold Thunder's body. She wanted to encourage him to see a doctor, but how could she bring up such a topic that concerned a man's dignity?
Cold Thunder felt just as sad.
However, every time he wanted to be close to Chu Yun, memories of wanting to have a child with Lu Kenian would flood his mind, causing him to break out in a cold sweat and lose all interest.
He had secretly visited a doctor before, who told him that his body was fine and it was just a psychological issue. The doctor advised him to relax and not think about the past.
But he couldn't control it.
At the train station in M City,
A frail woman pulled a suitcase with one hand while holding the hand of a three-year-old girl with the other.
The little girl’s big eyes sparkled like black grapes as she looked at the diverse crowd; this was her first time on a train.
“Mommy, can the train breathe fire?”
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