Zhuang Su couldn't help but laugh when she heard him say 'little fairy', "Am I really your little fairy?"
"Of course! I'll work harder to make money."
After saying that, Su Chengxuan lightly tousled her hair and kissed her forehead gently.
Zhuang Su also felt that she shouldn't worry too much.
Because when she looked unhappy, Su Chengxuan wouldn't be happy either.
Yes, she also needed to strive to make him happy; love requires mutual effort.
Time passed little by little, and July came around.
The weather in Ning City was getting hotter, and Tang Han's belly was already round and full.
Her due date was August 1st, and Zuo Mufeng once said that it was Army Day; maybe their son would become a soldier someday.
Though Tang Han never thought about what her son would do in the future, she didn't want him to endure hardships, like being a soldier.
In short, her son would be free, and whatever work he chose in the future, she would fully support him.
