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Duan Zhiwan's first birthday party was held in a grand manner.

This is Song Wanyue's opinion. The one-year-old ceremony is so important, how can it be dealt with casually?

Song Wanyue saw Duan Zhiwan crawling slowly on the table and felt a little nervous, not knowing what she would catch.

She held Duan Baiting's arm and forgot to breathe.

Duan Baiting smiled, lowered his head, and whispered in her ear: "Breathe out, breathe out."

Song Wanyue resumed her normal breathing rate after his reminder: "What do you think she will catch?"

Duan Baiting didn't care: "She can catch whatever she likes."

He is very open-minded about education and respects all decisions made by his children.

But the premise is that it does not violate public order and good morals.

Duan Zhiwan crawled for a long time, ignoring the things on the table. She seemed to have a clear goal and kept crawling in one direction.

Finally, he crawled in front of Song Wanyue, grabbed her sleeve, then let go and reached out to her.

Let her hold you.

So at the little one's first birthday party, the one who was caught in the end was her mother.

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Another winter has come, and Xiao Zhiwan can already speak. Although his voice is not very clear, you can still make out what he is saying.

When Duan Baiting and Song Wanyue were not at home, Aunt Qin would carry her to the living room and let her play on the sofa.

She was very well behaved at that age. She didn't cry or move around. She just sat there and pulled the fur on the pillow with her hands.

Aunt Qin sat a little further away from her so that she wouldn't accidentally hurt her with the knitting needles in her hands, and she could still keep an eye on her anytime and anywhere.

When the weather got cold, she started to return to her old job, knitting small sweaters, small shoes, small scarves and the like.

When Mao Sui was halfway through playing with the toy, he would put it in his mouth.

Aunt Qin hurriedly put down what she was holding and went over to pick up the little girl: "Are you hungry?"

She opened her eyes, which were 70% similar to her mother's, and nodded.

Aunt Qin reached out and touched her chubby little face, and said with a smile: "Grandma Qin will cook noodles for you."

She blinked and said: "Mom."

Aunt Qin understood what she meant and wanted mommy.

"Mom is at work and will be back soon."

She was held by Aunt Qin and did not speak. She leaned on her shoulder, with her two chubby little arms around her neck.

She is well-behaved, but she can't live without people. This is exactly the same as her mother, extremely clingy.

Her mouth was just as sweet. Before Aunt Tan put the noodles into the pot, she praised them in a baby voice and clapped her hands, "They smell delicious."

Aunt Tan smiled and said, "It's not even cooked yet, and you can already smell the fragrance?"

She leaned back on Aunt Tan's shoulder again, "Grandma Tan, it smells delicious."

Aunt Tan was so amused that she couldn't stop smiling, "How can our little Zhiwan be so cute."

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Song Wanyue's career is now on the right track. After leaving her original law firm, she jumped to other places and became a partner in a very short time.

If there were some people who didn't think highly of her in the past, thinking she was just a pretty face. Now she has proved herself with her own strength.

It slapped those people hard in the face.

Duan Baiting would pick her up after get off work every day. Sometimes he arrived early and would wait in the car.

Occasionally, she is seen coming out with her clients.

There were both men and women following him. She smiled happily and said something.

The way the other person looked at her was clearly not out of pure admiration for a lawyer.

It's men's appreciation of women.

Duan Baiting would usually sit in the car and watch the scene quietly until the client left, and Song Wanyue would subconsciously look at the roadside.

Because I know that Duan Baiting's car will be parked there every time he gets off work.

She hadn't changed at all, there was no difference between before and after giving birth.

Sometimes those people would be surprised to learn that she was not only married but also had children.

Indeed, considering her age and appearance, she is still very young in this city.

However, she herself does not have a strong career ambition, but adhering to the concept of being loyal to one's job, she still feels that she should do her best conscientiously.

She opened the passenger door and got in, then she put her arms around Duan Baiting's neck and kissed him on the face.

It is a very natural and skillful movement, as if it has been done countless times and has formed muscle memory.

I have done it countless times. It is the first thing I do when I go out in the morning and when I get home.

Duan Baiting backed out of the road and told her calmly, "That person has a crush on you."

"Really?" Song Wanyue didn't care. There were so many people who had a crush on her.

He lowered his head and rummaged through the bag of snacks on the passenger seat, picked out a box of chocolates, broke off a small piece and put it in his mouth.

Duan Baiting made a special detour to buy this at a nearby supermarket.

Nowadays, we have to eat snacks secretly outside. The little one is still young and can't eat these for the time being.

So she can't see it.

Song Wanyue broke off another piece and fed it to Duan Baiting's mouth.

He tilted his head slightly and dodged.

His expression and eyes were indifferent.

Song Wanyue smiled and said, "It's not sweet."

He concentrated on driving and did not look at her. He just said, "I don't like chocolate."

Song Wanyue sometimes felt confused. For a man who could not even be tempted by delicious food, what else in the world could make him fall in love with it?

The car stopped on the side of the road and Song Wanyue said she wanted to go down to buy something.

She didn't say what to buy.

Duan Baiting turned sideways to unbuckle his seat belt and wanted to go with her, but was stopped by Song Wanyue.

"You wait for me in the car. I just want to buy something. I can go by myself."

Duan Baiting paused while opening the car door. His deep eyes stayed on her for a few seconds, and finally he let go and nodded.

A very soft "hmm".

Song Wanyue came back after a few minutes with an unopened bottle of water in her hand.

Duan Baiting pointed to the back and said, "There is water on the car."

She nodded, "I forgot."

Duan Baiting was silent for a moment, said nothing more, and started the car again.

Twenty minutes later, they arrived home and parked their car in the underground garage. He was about to get out of the car with Song Wanyue's coat, but Song Wanyue grabbed his wrist.

"It's still early. Are we going home like this?"

Duan Baiting raised his wrist to look at his watch. It was six o'clock.

"Want to go out for a walk again?"

Song Wanyue shook her head: "I've been working all day. I'm too tired. I don't want to go out for a walk."

"Then go to bed early today." He turned sideways and unbuckled the seat belt on her side.

However, Song Wanyue put her arms around his waist and said something with a hint of meaning: "Do you really want me to go back now?"

The space in the car was not big and the distance between them was so close. He unbuckled her seat belt and supported the central armrest with one hand.

His entire upper body was tilted towards her.

As long as Song Wanyue raised her head, she could kiss his chin.

After having a child, it was not Song Wanyue who changed, but Duan Baiting.

His former fierce aura seemed to have faded a lot, and now he has a calm and steady look.

The easy-going and dignified nature acquired through experience is fully reflected in Duan Baiting today.

Song Wanyue's words made him stop. He lowered his eyes and looked at her face with a seductive smile.

After having children, they usually take care of them outside.

Song Wanyue took out a square box from her shirt pocket and stuffed it into his hand.

She bought it at the convenience store just now after getting off the bus.

She reached out and unbuttoned two buttons of his shirt, then pulled his collar down, revealing half of his collarbone.

He pressed his fingers on the inconspicuous brown mole below his collarbone.

There was no such thing when they first got married, she observed, that was the first time they went to bed.

It's as flawless as he is.

"It feels so magical." She blinked, with an innocent look on her face, and reached out to touch the mole. "It grew after we got married."

"Really?" He had never noticed it before.

The lights inside the car had been turned off long ago, and the lights in the underground garage were not very bright.

The two of them were in the same small space, their auras blending and their breaths overlapping.

It was like two bundles of flammable firewood on a cold summer day, ready to catch fire at any time.

The slender hand moved downwards, and in the quiet car, the only sound that was noticeable was the breathing.

At this moment, covering the sound of breathing was another slightly harsh sound.

It is the sound made when the metal pull head rubs against the chain teeth.

Something appeared in the hand and was held tightly.

Duan Baiting frowned slightly, and the hand that had unlocked her seat belt was already resting on the car window.

Because he used too much force, the veins on the back of his hand stretched and bulged.

Family members don't usually come to the basement garage, not to mention the door is closed.

The initiative had already changed hands, and the person who provoked first became embarrassed.

She leaned her elbows on the seat and looked back at him: "Are you...jealous?"

He moved slowly, and because he lowered his head and was facing away from the light, Song Wanyue couldn't see his expression at the moment.

All she could hear was his voice, which was a little low and hoarse with emotion: "Which time are you referring to?"

Not only did he not deny it, but he asked her which time she was referring to.

"......" Song Wanyue, "Just now, I sent the client out...that time."

He paused.

Song Wanyue thought it was finally over. Before she could even breathe a sigh of relief, she realized that it was just a moment of calm before the storm.

Duan Baiting answered her with his actions.

Not only was he jealous, but he was also very jealous.

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Aunt Qin looked at the time in confusion. She didn't hear that they had a dinner party in the evening before she went out today. Why haven't they come back yet at this time?

Xiao Huan held Duan Zhiwan and sat on the sofa watching cartoons: "Maybe she went on a date."

Aunt Qin nodded thoughtfully. Afraid that Duan Zhiwan was sleepy, she took her from Xiao Huan's hands: "Grandma Qin, take our Xiao Zhiwan back to the room to sleep. Dad and Mom will be back soon."

She nodded obediently, leaning her head on Aunt Qin's shoulder, with her arms around her neck.

The whole set of movements goes on smoothly.

She seemed to not trust other people very much. Every time someone hugged her, she would hold the other person's neck tightly, for fear of falling down.

This was only the case when Song Wanyue and Duan Baiting hugged her, then she would not do this.

As soon as Aunt Qin carried her upstairs, Song Wanyue and Duan Baiting appeared at the door.

The two of them changed shoes at the entrance, standing one in front of the other.

Xiao Huan stood up and walked over: "Aunt Qin just asked why you came back so late today. She was afraid that Zhiwan was sleepy, so she carried her upstairs."

Song Wanyue's expression looked a little unnatural.

The red color was not natural, and the hair on her forehead was wet with sweat. Duan Baiting's coat was draped over his shoulders.

But it was obvious that the dress was not suitable for her and it was almost dragging on the ground.

Seeing Xiao Huan's puzzled look, "What happened?"

Song Wanyue avoided his gaze and pulled her coat around her shoulders, as if afraid it would slip off.

He smiled guiltily at Xiao Huan: "The heater in the car is turned on too high. It's a bit hot."

It was not until they went upstairs that Xiao Huan became more confused.

It's so hot, why do you need to put on another coat?