They stared at Qian Duoduo in a daze.

"Duoduo, do you know that child is Jingmo's life!"

Doctor Wang had considered this idea, but she could foresee that Jingmo would be in tears every day, and her heart ached.

Qian Duoduo was unusually calm at this moment. "If we don't keep the child, we might be able to save Jingmo, but if we keep the child, both the child and Jingmo will be gone, right?"

She was making a final confirmation with Dr. Wang.

Dr. Wang nodded with difficulty. This was indeed the truth; either none of them could be saved, or…

Qian Duoduo's decision was not made hastily; in her heart, Wang Jingmo would always be number one.

She just hadn't figured out how to tell Wang Jingmo about it yet.

"Mother, I'll try to persuade him tonight, and we'll see how things go tomorrow. If it doesn't work, we'll create an accident."

If Wang Jingmo can accept it, that would be best; if not, then let the child leave quietly.

She knew it was cruel to Wang Jingmo, but it was the only way.

Dr. Wang frowned, sighed deeply, and nodded with difficulty, as if she had aged ten years in an instant.

Qian Duoduo patted Doctor Wang on the shoulder, "I'll go cook a bowl of porridge for Jingmo first."

Worried that Wang Jingmo might lose control of her emotions if she miscarried, she wanted to replenish Wang Jingmo's energy first.

Qian Duoduo got up and went to the kitchen alone, leaving Doctor Wang and Su Yanli behind.

They stood silently facing each other, shrouded in an atmosphere of sadness.

In the kitchen, Qian Duoduo sat on a small stool, quietly staring at the flames in the stove.

She was slightly stunned, and when she came to her senses, she found that everything in front of her was blurry.

She felt the tears dripping onto her hand, and simply raised her hand slightly to wipe them away.

Qian Duoduo wanted to pretend that nothing had happened, but her heart was heavy.

She gently patted her cheeks to cheer herself up, making sure Wang Jingmo didn't notice anything amiss.

Although she was also heartbroken, it was nothing compared to the pain in Wang Jingmo's heart.

She rubbed her cheeks, forced a smile, and carried the porridge to Wang Jingmo's room.

Wang Jingmo was still fast asleep, so Qian Duoduo stood quietly to the side without disturbing him.

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"Father, Father..."

Niannian was having a great time playing with Xiaodengzi when she turned around and saw Chu Xiaohuan at the door. She hesitated before speaking.

She immediately stood up obediently and looked behind Chu Xiaohuan.

She's looking for Qian Duoduo; why hasn't her mother come back?

Chu Xiaohuan looked at Niannian, who wasn't affectionate towards him at all, and bent down to pick her up.

"Does Niannian miss her father?"

Niannian's eyes widened instantly. Was her father possessed? Why was he suddenly being so affectionate towards her?

Chu Xiaohuan seemed oblivious to the change in Nian Nian's expression and continued talking to himself.

He had been very strict with Niannian because he was afraid that Qian Duoduo might not come back, and Niannian would be able to support the family. That's why he was so strict with her.

But things are different now. Duoduo is back, and Niannian can fully enjoy her childhood.

Niannian carefully poked Chu Xiaohuan's cheek. Seeing that Chu Xiaohuan wasn't angry and was still as amiable as before, she felt relieved.

Actually, she wanted to test whether her father was really him.

"Daddy~"

Niannian buried her face in Chu Xiaohuan's shoulder and acted coquettishly towards him.

She had never dared to act coquettishly towards her father before, because he always had a stern face. Even with her father, Ah Cen, she dared to act coquettishly occasionally.

Chu Xiaohuan patted Niannian's head, "Good girl~ You've suffered all these years. Daddy won't force you to practice martial arts anymore."

"Really?"

Niannian immediately lifted her head from Chu Xiaohuan's arms, looking at him with bright, sparkling eyes.

Chu Xiaohuan gently pinched Niannian's little nose, just about to speak.

"Fake!"

Niannian turned around upon hearing the sound and saw Shen Zicen leaning against a pillar with his arms crossed.

Niannian got off Chu Xiaohuan and looked at him with a pout.

Shen Zicen stared straight at Chu Xiaohuan with an expression that left no room for negotiation.

Chu Xiaohuan could only shake his head; his voice as a father still held little weight.

Niannian was sent off by Shen Zicen to practice martial arts. Xiao Dengzi, who had been hiding in the corner watching the show, immediately followed after Niannian when he saw her leave.

"What happened? Did your daughter get married as soon as Duoduo came back?"

Chu Xiaohuan rolled his eyes. "When did you stop treating her like family?"

Shen Zicen didn't argue with him, and just patted him on the shoulder.

“Niannian has a talent for this, so we should teach her well.”

Just as Chu Xiaohuan was about to speak, Shen Zicen seemed to know what he was going to say and immediately interrupted him.

"I'll manage it for a maximum of two more years. After that, you'll be in charge yourself."

???

Why two years?

Upon hearing this, Shen Zicen proudly raised her head, "Two years from now, I'll have my own baby, and I definitely won't have the extra energy to take care of Niannian."

Actually, Shen Zicen was worried that she wouldn't be able to take care of Nian Nian on her own and would neglect her feelings.

He now needs to teach Niannian well and impart all his knowledge to her.

When Niannian starts training with Chu Xiaohuan, she can learn his kung fu. Niannian is a prodigy and will have a brighter future.

Chu Xiaohuan raised an eyebrow slightly, but said nothing.

Actually, he only planned to let Niannian play for a year or two, and then take care of her after she went to school.

If that's the case, then let's continue training.

Childhood? What kind of childhood isn't childhood!

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