Published: March 8, 2025
In these days, the child has almost been carried by Yang Ruolan. Just a month old, the chubby little one has agile, dark eyes that look around, with plump little hands that grab and scratch, adorable in every way. Each knuckle has a chubby little dimple, making Yang Ruolan love him to the core.
Moreover, the little guy's daily coos and babbles sound like heavenly music to her ears. Even his cries, which tug at her heartstrings and cause her pain, are a unique pleasure.
Now, unable to avoid leaving for the lower realm for three days because of the child, Yang Ruolan truly feels reluctant.
Lanmei Xian left with Wu Qianqian about seven or eight days ago and has gone to the upper realm.
"Senior Sister... I still ask you for that matter," Tie Butian looked at Yang Ruolan, his eyes a bit red, and calmly said, "If you see him, please don't tell him."
In these days, Tie Butian has seen how much Yang Ruolan loves the child and has silently allowed her to "occupy" him. This made Yang Ruolan feel very satisfied.
Yang Ruolan looked at her with soft eyes, feeling helpless: "But Butian, can’t you... really just let it be? Please think about the child..."
Tie Butian calmly shook her head and said, "I've made up my mind."
Yang Ruolan sighed dejectedly.
This woman is so strong yet understanding. She holds a high position but shows no trace of arrogance; she is graceful, extraordinary, considerate... Such a woman is nearly impossible to find in the Nine Heavens, even if one searches with a lantern!
I really don’t understand why that bastard Chu Yang, blinded by something, was led away by some vixen and treats such a deeply affectionate beauty with indifference.
Even if he is a pig, how could he stay with such an extraordinary beauty for so long… Even if her makeup skills are impressive, can he not see even a hint of the truth?
How could he still claim to be the smartest strategist in the world, the Chu King of Hell!
What a waste of a good name! It makes me furious!
"Then... if there's time, I'll come to take you to play at the Chu Family in the upper realm... Would you refuse?" Yang Ruolan tentatively asked.
This matter shouldn't be rushed. Tie Butian is a decisive and extraordinary woman; rushing would only lead to trouble.
Tie Butian frowned slightly, smiled gracefully, and said, "If that's the case... then perhaps... but with so much national affairs at hand, even if I go, I fear I won't stay for long."
"Just the fact that you're willing to go is great!" Yang Ruolan said joyfully.
"Good. Good Yangyang, come... let me hold you..." Yang Ruolan clapped her hands, opened her arms, and prepared to say goodbye to Sun.
This naming issue is truly difficult for the dead.
Clearly, they are a grandparent and grandchild, but they cannot acknowledge it.
If she were to call herself "Auntie"... how could she say it?
So the very aggrieved Yang Ruolan had to self-refer as "I".
Little Tie Yang stretched out his chubby little hands in Tie Butian's arms, cooing. Though the child didn’t understand much, he had already gotten used to Yang Ruolan's embrace during this time.
Yang Ruolan carefully took him into her arms, gently supporting his plump little head.
Generally, children probably can hold their necks up on their own after a hundred days (cough, is it like that? I’m not quite sure), but Tie Yang is a peculiar child; just a month old, he can already hold his neck straight and turn his head to look around...
After a time of affection, she reluctantly placed him back into Tie Butian's arms. Little Tie Yang still reached out his hands and kicked his legs, wanting to return to Yang Ruolan's embrace...
Yang Ruolan's heart ached, and she nearly cried.
Forcing herself to turn her head, she said to her husband, "Let's go."
Chu Feiling cast a reluctant glance at the grandchild in Tie Butian's arms, his lips moved slightly, and he sighed regretfully. He turned around reluctantly.
Now, according to the strict social customs, a newborn child would never be held by another man; yet Chu Feiling clearly had a legitimate reason to hold the child: he was the child's grandfather. However, his identity was not recognized, and he never had the chance to hold the child in his arms.