"That also depends on Sun Qing; only if Sun Qing likes it will it be fine," Tang Yue said, lowering her voice. "Put Chenchen down to sleep. Once Chenchen falls asleep, she'll sleep soundly."
"Okay."
Si Yu gently laid Chenchen in the crib. After so much practice, Si Yu's movements had become quite deft. He bent over, glancing at Zaozao and Chenchen, his eyes filled with tenderness.
"Wife, thank you."
The first thing Si Yu did after getting into bed was to give Tang Yue a kiss. How fortunate he was to have married Tang Yue, and now they had Zaozao and Chenchen, a daughter and a son.
"I should be thanking you for making me so happy," Tang Yue said as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders, nestling into his embrace. The scent of him made her feel at ease.
Tang Yue often felt a sense of disbelief. She truly was happy now; her family was well and safe, and everything was moving in a good direction.
