Chapter 1276: Wedding 2

He was surprised: “You’re planning to breastfeed yourself?”

She was even more surprised than him: “Why not breastfeed myself? Isn’t breast milk the best? No matter how much they brag about formula milk, is it really better than a mother? Even the world’s dumbest mother is better than a cow, right? So, naturally, breast milk is better than cow’s milk…”

“……”

He stared at her: “Yan Xixi, you need to know, other women want to maintain their figure and urgently need postnatal recovery…”

She didn’t care at all: “If a woman hasn’t nursed her own child, can she really call herself a mother? I’ve gone through so much to have this child, so I must breastfeed him myself for at least a year or two. No matter what anyone says, it’s non-negotiable. I’ve decided this myself!”

“!!”

She was surprised: “What’s wrong? You big lug? Are you dissatisfied?”

“…”

“Hey, do you think this infringes on your rights? Hahaha, I know, you can’t wait for me to have the baby and get back in shape, and then let you, you know… heh heh, you’re dreaming. I have to think about my child’s rights first… then you.”

He burst into laughter and pulled her into his arms.

His warm breath brushed against her ear, giving her an immense sense of security and unmatched tenderness.

He was sure, she loved.

Only when a woman is utterly devoted to a man does she not care if he values her appearance anymore—even to the extent of breastfeeding and disregarding her figure, just because she loves this man’s flesh and blood very, very much.

In a daze, he recalled the past.

When she found out she was pregnant, she was so scared she kept hovering at the hospital entrance, even after paying for the abortion, she didn’t dare go in, and she secretly hid the medicine without taking it.

This time, finally.

He was extraordinarily happy—in truth, men need to be loved too.

“Silly girl, aren’t you afraid I’ll find someone else?”

“You won’t.”

“You trust me that much?”

“Of course, you have principles. Hehe, I don’t believe you’d hurt me or our little one.”

He laughed.

Indeed.

He truly wouldn’t. Not in this lifetime.

Just like how the phone suddenly rang, it was Empress Dowager Liu calling: “Donglin, it’s rare to have a weekend, and the weather isn’t good, don’t come to see me. Stay home with Xixi, and I’ll come see you when the weather’s better…”

“Empress Dowager, I’m very ashamed…”

“What’s there to be ashamed of? I’m healthy again, and I have a grandson now, I’m so happy that it’s better than any medicine. Donglin, after so many years, you’ve finally given me a peace of mind.”

He laughed heartily.

After hanging up the phone, he suddenly realized that everything had been going particularly smoothly and beautifully lately—ever since he married this woman, everything had improved: the child, the family, even his mother’s health—all of it has gotten better.

Isn’t this the biggest harvest of all?

Doesn’t this prove that he married a lucky star?

It was a very small wedding.

Completely different from what people imagined, it was just eight tables at the old house of the Wan Family.

All the guests were long-time close friends and relatives of the Wan Family, while none of the other connections were invited. No cash gifts were accepted, just a donation box at the entrance where guests could donate as they wished, and Yan Xixi would add to that amount as a donation to organizations helping trafficked children.

When Old Zhang and his wife saw this setup, they couldn’t help but ask: “Big sister, why so simple?”