I became a stepmother and got rich with my cute baby.

Cheng Size stood behind Cheng Yuexi, looking at her lively and active side, and reminded her helplessly: "Mom has just returned from the battlefield, Yueyue, let mom rest first." Although he said so, a hint of longing was revealed on the boy's handsome and upright face.

Song Wanqing lowered his eyes and looked at Cheng Yuexi's white and soft little face. He couldn't help but pinch it. As expected, the feeling was excellent. The smile on the corners of his lips became more gentle, and the tiredness from running around for the war in the past month was swept away.

"Alright, alright, it's alright, mother has rested over there before leaving. After dinner, I will accompany you with your father."

"By the way, where is your father? He hasn't come home yet so late?"

Song Wanqing felt a little depressed because she didn't see the person she had been thinking about at first sight.

The man's handsome features appeared in her mind, and it unexpectedly reminded her of the figure she saw that day when she sneaked into the secret room of the enemy's camp to steal the defense map.

Both of them have a graceful and elegant figure, with white and slender fingers with distinct joints.

"Daddy is waiting for Mom in the room, saying he wants to give Mom,

"Yueyue, why did you let mom stand outside the house? Come in and eat quickly. Dad has been waiting for a long time and the food is getting cold."

The straightforward Cheng Yuexi almost blurted out the surprise that her father had prepared for a long time. Cheng Size glared at her with disappointment. Cheng Yuexi noticed her brother's fierce gaze and shut her mouth knowingly.

Song Wanqing was distracted and didn't even notice the interaction between the two children.

"Well, let's go in."

The three of them entered the hall. On the eight-immortal table, delicious dishes were neatly arranged. The hot aroma filled the entire hall, making people's appetites grow.

"My dear, you are finally back. I missed you so much."

Cheng Qian'an did not wear his usual white clothes, but changed into black clothes which made his figure more slender. His eyebrows were clear and his features were handsome and outstanding. His clean and clear black eyes were staring at Song Wanqing, overflowing with affection and worry.

He wanted to hug Song Wanqing, but just as he stood up, his eyes dimmed when he saw Cheng Yuexi wrapped around her waist. He stopped and sat back in his seat, his clear young voice filled with a bit of grievance: "My lady, I want to hug you too."

Seeing Cheng Qian'an's obsidian eyes staring at her, Song Wanqing smiled and stretched out her hands to him.

Cheng Qian'an's eyes lit up, he ran up quickly and hugged Song Wanqing in his arms.

Cheng Yuexi, who was pushed aside, pouted in dissatisfaction and said to Cheng Size, "Daddy, shame on you. You are so old and still trying to steal mom from Yueyue!"

Cheng Size looked at Cheng Qian'an's puppy-like appearance, shook his head and sighed.

His father is about to be completely controlled by his mother.

"Well, it's a rare occasion for our family to get together. I can satisfy whatever you want to eat tonight." Song Wanqing patted Cheng Qian'an's head gently and said softly.

"Great! Mommy, mommy, I want to drink milk tea~" Cheng Yuexi jumped and shouted excitedly in front of Song Wanqing.

Ever since Song Wanqing bought milk tea from the mall to coax her last time, the little girl has been obsessed with milk tea. But Song Wanqing usually doesn't let her drink too much, so now when it comes to delicious food, the first thing Cheng Yuexi thinks of is milk tea.

Song Wanqing was in a good mood when she returned home, and readily agreed, "Okay."

"Aze, what do you want to eat?" Song Wanqing lowered her eyes to look at Cheng Size who had a calm expression and curled her lips into a faint smile.

"I'll just eat what my father cooks." Cheng Size pulled Song Wanqing's sleeve a little, "You just got home, you should have a good rest."

Song Wanqing smiled, feeling somewhat moved, and touched his head.

"Okay, mother will listen to you and make you roast duck tomorrow."

"Um!"

"I want to eat the roast duck made by my wife too!" Cheng Qian suddenly squeezed forward and interrupted with dissatisfaction.

Song Wanqing smiled and said, "Don't worry, you will definitely be included."

She turned and walked into the kitchen to start making milk tea. Cheng Yuexi and Cheng Size followed her like two little tails, sometimes getting tea leaves for her and sometimes helping to pass ice cubes.

With their help, the milk tea was quickly served to the table.

Cheng Qian couldn't wait to take a sip, looked at Song Wanqing with joy, and praised sincerely: "The milk tea made by my wife, I will never get tired of it even if I drink it all the time!"

"Really?" He turned to Cheng Size and Cheng Yuexi and asked.

"Yes! I like the milk tea made by my mother the most!" Cheng Yuexi held the milk tea and smiled with curved eyebrows.

Cheng Size looked slightly shy, but still nodded and took a sip of the pearls at the bottom of the cup with reserve.

Song Wanqing was in a good mood, curled her lips, and said arrogantly: "Humph, don't you just want to trick me into making more milk tea?"

Everyone was smiling, and laughter filled the whole room.

"Okay, let's start eating." Worried that the food Cheng Qian'an had cooked would get cold, Song Wanqing took the lead and picked up a piece of tofu that looked very good.

"Mmm, so delicious!" She squinted her eyes in enjoyment.

Cheng Qian'an's eyes followed her expression, and his tense heart finally relaxed upon seeing her look.

It seems that my wife likes it very much.

He was satisfied and kept adding more dishes to her bowl, fearing that she would miss one dish. His attitude made Cheng Yuexi exclaim that her father was partial.

Cheng Qi'an didn't feel guilty and said with a smile: "I am just partial to your mother."

Song Wanqing gave Cheng Yuexi her favorite stir-fried mushrooms, and put a big chicken drumstick in Cheng Size's bowl. He wrinkled his nose and said, "Don't listen to your father. He loves you too."

"No, Dad loves Mom the most, and he even said he wanted to prepare a surprise for Mom!" Cheng Yuexi said frankly.

As soon as these words came out, Cheng Size looked panicked for a moment.

He really didn't react this time, and eventually Cheng Yuexi exposed the matter.

Song Wanqing raised her eyebrows and looked at Cheng Qian'an suspiciously.

"Haha, eat some food." Cheng Qian'an forced himself to remain calm and put another piece of food into Song Wanqing's bowl.

Song Wanqing stared at him for a while, and suddenly a smile appeared on her lips. She didn't insist on pointing it out, so she lowered her head and continued to eat.

The meal was spent in such a happy atmosphere.

After dinner, Cheng Qian'an cleaned up the dishes and Song Wanqing wandered around the yard. She had just discovered that the house had changed a lot compared to before, but she hadn't had time to take a closer look. Now was a good opportunity to take a closer look.

Beside the courtyard wall, a clump of wisteria was in full bloom. When she looked over, she saw the bright wisteria facing Cheng Qian'an's closed door.

She had an idea and walked over and gently pushed the door.

With a creaky sound, the wooden door was easily pushed open.

Everything in the room was neat and tidy, obviously having just been cleaned. She walked in slowly, her eyes fixed on a set of clothes beside the bed, her gaze gradually becoming cold.

"Madam, where are you?" Cheng Qian'an's anxious voice came from outside.

Song Wanqing did not respond to him, but walked forward, picked up the clothes and carefully confirmed something.

After a long time, she turned around.