After the female supporting character in the quick transmigration series realized her mistakes

Wenxuan has transferred to a school not far from his home community.

The educational resources here are quite good, and the campus facilities are also quite complete. The students all come from similar backgrounds, so it's not difficult for them to get along.

Wenxuan waited at the school gate for a short while before he saw his father's car drive up.

The eleven-year-old boy already looked quite mature.

Wenxuan ran over, opened the car door, got in, and called out, "Dad, are we going straight home?"

Huang Xianhai looked in the rearview mirror, slowly turned the car around, and smiled as he replied to his son, "I still need to buy some things. Your mother called me and asked me to buy some fruit and small cakes to take home. She wants to eat cream bread."

After the car came to a complete stop, Huang Xianhai asked his son about his day at school.

"Son, how was school today? Did you get along well with your classmates?"

Wenxuan scratched his head, seemingly unconcerned. "It's fine, just like that. It's just that during PE class today, Chaoyang seemed to have gotten into a little argument with a classmate."

Seeing that his son was doing well at school, Huang Xianhai didn't ask any more questions. After thinking about it, he realized that the boy named Chaoyang seemed to be his son's deskmate.

Huang Xianhai casually asked, "Your deskmate?"

Wenxuan nodded, "Yeah, but it's nothing serious, just a little misunderstanding between classmates."

Huang Xianhai had heard his son mention this classmate named Chaoyang a few times. From just a few words, he knew that the boy was a bit impatient.

While students with this personality are quite loyal, they are also prone to impulsiveness and causing trouble.

So Huang Xianhai instructed, "Ah Xuan, when you're with your classmates, don't be too weak, or they'll bully you. If someone bullies you, don't hold back, just fight them."

"Remember, we don't cause trouble, but we're not afraid of trouble either. If you get bullied by your classmates at school, fight back if you can, and run away if you can't. Dad will back you up if anything happens!"

Wenxuan listened to his father's words and nodded obediently. His father often said these words before, and he was used to hearing them.

However, Wenxuan was afraid that his father would worry, so he said with a little pride, "Actually, I have very good grades at school. All my teachers pay attention to me, so other students don't bother to mess with me."

He was telling the absolute truth; Wenxuan's grades were excellent, ranking first in every subject.

He is a treasure to the class teachers and a "billboard" for the school's future in the eyes of the principal.

In today's society, students are judged by their grades at school. As long as they have good grades, they are definitely the darlings of all the teachers.

Good students' every move is in the teacher's eyes, and those evil spirits generally can't get close to them.

Of course, there are exceptions.

Huang Xianhai sighed inwardly, thinking that although his son was a bit arrogant, he was still just a child.

It's understandable that students who are praised by teachers and classmates for their good grades might develop some feelings of pride.

However, this mindset is not advisable. Excessive confidence and pride can easily lead to arrogance, thereby losing the motivation to improve.

Huang Xianhai realized that as a father, he needed to be more patient with his son and not let his son's unbalanced mentality affect his studies and growth.

So he decided to change the subject, no longer dwelling on his son's mental state, but instead focusing on his son's dietary preferences.

"What do you want to eat today? Dad will make it for you," Huang Xianhai asked gently.

Wenxuan had long been accustomed to his father's virtuousness. He was hungry after school, and images of various delicious foods flashed through his mind. He felt like he wanted to eat everything.

"Braised pork belly, pan-fried oyster omelet, poached chicken, steamed fish... any of these are fine, Dad, you can decide what to buy," Wenxuan thought for a moment, then happily replied.

Huang Xianhai thought that his wife had really enjoyed poached chicken and seafood for the past two years, so he decided to make poached chicken and seafood.

……

Huang Xianhai and Wenxuan had just stepped into the house when they saw Wenchan sleeping soundly on the sofa.

While changing his shoes, Huang Xianhai gently reminded Wenxuan, "Your mother is asleep, so be quiet and don't wake her up."

Wenxuan nodded knowingly: "Yes, I understand."

After putting the groceries in the kitchen, Huang Xianhai hurriedly went to the room to get a blanket and gently covered his wife with it.

Wenxuan put his schoolbag in his room and ran to the next room to see his younger sister.

When Wenchan slowly woke up, she immediately saw her husband busy in the dining room, and her son playing with his little sister on the balcony.

Wen Chan stretched out a big yawn, then folded the blanket and put it back in the room. When she came out, she saw her husband testing the soup.

As soon as Wen Chan saw her husband, she immediately jumped into his arms like a kitten and said coquettishly, "Honey, what's good to eat today?"

Looking at his wife's charming and adorable appearance, Huang Xianhai replied happily, "Anyway, it's all your favorite food."

When Huang Xianhai saw that his wife had woken up, he put down the soup spoon in his hand and caught his wife as she rushed over.

"Come and support me later, make sure you eat a lot, look how much weight you've lost." Huang Xianhai wrapped his arm around his wife's waist, noticing that she looked a size smaller.

Wen Chan was pleasantly surprised to hear that she had lost weight. "Really, I've really lost weight."

After saying that, she jumped out of Huang Xianhai's arms, carefully pinched his waist, touched his chest, and asked Huang Xianhai, "I haven't lost weight here, have I?"

Huang Xianhai couldn't resist his wife's actions, so he pulled her tightly into his arms and wrapped his arms around her waist.

His gaze was intense as he looked at Wen Chan, his eyes filled with undisguised affection, and he slowly lowered his head.

He gently took Wen Chan's lower lip into his mouth and sucked on it. Her mind went blank and her body went limp. She could only nestle tightly in his arms.

In the quiet kitchen, the two exchanged a deep, lingering kiss. When they parted, Wen Chan's cheeks were flushed, but she showed no shyness.

After all, the two of them have already been very close and have done everything they could, so there's nothing to be coy about.

Huang Xianhai's eyelashes trembled slightly as he looked down at his wife, his eyes and heart filled with love for her.

"Wife, I missed you so much today, it made my heart ache, especially when I thought of you in bed." The man breathed slightly, his deep and husky voice whispering in Wen Chan's ear.

Each word carries endless desire and longing.

Wen Chan's lips curled up uncontrollably as she listened, her smile almost overflowing.

Wen Chan loves listening to her husband's sweet words; the more direct they are, the better she likes them.

I miss you terribly too.

They haven't seen each other for a day, so they must miss each other.

Since their marriage, the two have never been apart for an extended period of time.

Huang Xianhai would decline any work that required him to travel, but if he absolutely had to go on a business trip, he would take Wen Chan with him.

Wenchan and her husband have a great relationship now, and they hug and kiss every time they meet.

This habit wasn't formed overnight; it was cultivated in Wen Chan by Huang Xianhai over the past three years.

When they first got married, Wen Chan couldn't stand Huang Xianhai's clinginess. Huang Xianhai was too possessive, which made Wen Chan feel suffocated and even a little annoyed.