Married to My Ex-Fiancé's Cousin
Chapter 417 Waiting for His Call_1

Chapter 417: Chapter 417 Waiting for His Call_1

Ji Yunhuan watched him from the side. "Baby, why are you so good?"

He glanced at her, somewhat disdainful, very reluctant for her to call him baby. But his eyes fell on Ji Yunhuan’s belly, thinking about the little baby there, he endured it.

After dinner, Ji Yunhuan would always go for a half-hour walk outside.

She stepped out the door, looked at Yangyang, and extended her hand to him. "Let’s go, let’s go together."

He walked out but didn’t hold Ji Yunhuan’s hand, walking ahead alone.

It was early autumn; the sun was very warm. When it wasn’t raining, the weather was still a little hot. Ji Yunhuan hadn’t walked far before she sat down on a resting bench. Yangyang picked a rose from the side, ran over, and handed it to Ji Yunhuan. "Here."

The eager look on his face made Ji Yunhuan warm inside. This was the first flower her son had given her, and she instantly felt tears welling up.

"Thank you, thank you, Yangyang."

He treated her so well. Did it mean he had started to accept her?

Yangyang glanced at Ji Yunhuan, feeling very uncomfortable. He reached out and touched her belly. "For him, not for you."

"..." Ji Yunhuan smiled helplessly. "Alright, even so, thank you."

Yangyang looked at her and ran away again.

It seemed being alone with Ji Yunhuan made him a bit embarrassed.

But being embarrassed meant he cared.

Ji Yunhuan was happier than ever before.

In no time, Yangyang was fiddling with something near the flowers, then suddenly ran over again and extended his hand to her. "It hurts."

She looked at it. He had pricked his hand while handling the roses. There was some blood, not much, but his hand was so small that it looked distressing. In this situation, he didn’t cry. Ji Yunhuan asked Aunt Liu to bring band-aids and wet wipes. She helped him clean his hand and put on the band-aid. "Don’t touch things with thorns. They’ll hurt you."

He glanced at her.

Ji Yunhuan looked at him in surprise. "You got pricked and didn’t cry?"

"I’m not a crybaby." Besides, when he got pricked, he only felt scared, not pain.

Ji Yunhuan couldn’t help but laugh at his words. "Then why would you cry a lot when you saw me before?"

"I hated you."

"Do you still hate me now?"

Yangyang stared at Ji Yunhuan for a while, then nodded heavily.

"So, you still hate me?"

Although he said so, Ji Yunhuan could feel that she already held a different place in his heart.

Yangyang looked at Ji Yunhuan. Ji Yunhuan looked at his little hand wrapped in the band-aid. "Baby, let me hold you, okay?"

He didn’t resist either.

Ji Yunhuan reached out to lift him onto her lap. He was still young. Although she was four months pregnant, holding him was not a problem at all.

What made her happy was that Yangyang didn’t push her away.

She hugged Yangyang, looking at his well-behaved appearance. "If Yangyang likes me, I’ll always stay by your side, okay?"

He didn’t hate her, so she didn’t want to leave him anymore. She hoped her son could always stay with her, grow up by her side, and be sensible.

Yangyang looked at Ji Yunhuan. "Why?"

"Because I’m your mom. You’re my baby, my child." She knew he was growing up, and she hoped he could understand.

"No, I have a mom." Yangyang said stubbornly.

Even though he didn’t hate Ji Yunhuan anymore, what he cared about most was still his second sister-in-law.

Ji Yunhuan smiled and said, "It’s okay. When Yangyang grows up, you’ll be more sensible. Mom was not good before, couldn’t stay by your side. I only hope I can spend more time with you in the future."

Yangyang looked at Ji Yunhuan. She was looking at him gently, her eyes filled with tenderness.

Being stared at like this made him extremely uncomfortable. "Put me down."

"Let’s go back inside," Ji Yunhuan suggested. They had been in the sun for a while.

She led Yangyang back inside.

In the afternoon, Leilei came and played with them, making things much livelier.

Although being confined here by Qi’s mother felt restricting, thanks to Yangyang, Ji Yunhuan felt much more relaxed.

With the second sister-in-law absent, she let Yangyang sleep in her room that night.

Because Yangyang was still young, he needed someone by his side while sleeping. And he was very interested in the baby in Ji Yunhuan’s belly, so he was very obedient.

"Come, let me help you change into your pajamas." After bathing him, Ji Yunhuan said to him.

The clothes had been brought over by a servant from the second sister-in-law’s place.

Yangyang looked at Ji Yunhuan, nodded, and walked over to her. He stood on the bed. Ji Yunhuan helped him take off his clothes. His small upper torso bare, Ji Yunhuan put the soft cotton pajamas on him.

"Now you sleep first. I’ll go take a bath?" Ji Yunhuan said to him.

After serving him all that time, she hadn’t had a chance to wash up.

Yangyang nodded and pulled the covers over himself, crawling in.

After Ji Yunhuan finished her bath and came out, he was still awake, holding a comic book, looking at it intently. He couldn’t read, but he was very attentive.

Ji Yunhuan got on the bed. "Are you reading a book?"

He handed it to her.

Ji Yunhuan opened it and looked. He pointed at the text.

Ji Yunhuan asked, "Do you want me to tell you a story?"

He nodded.

Ji Yunhuan propped the pillow higher and leaned against the bed, letting him come to her side. He, like a little eel, wriggled into her arms, leaning against her, listening to Ji Yunhuan tell the story of "Little Tadpoles Looking for Their Mom."

Yangyang listened intently, occasionally looking up at Ji Yunhuan. Ji Yunhuan had said that she was his mom. He kept thinking about this question.

Others had only one mom. Why did he have two?

Ji Yunhuan told him one story, then another. When she looked at him again, she found he had fallen asleep.

She looked gently at the little guy in her arms, reaching out to pull the covers up a bit more and tuck them around him.

At that moment, she felt like she had returned to the time when Yangyang was just born. Back then, he insisted on sleeping beside her every night.

Qi Cheng never wanted Yangyang to disturb her. As soon as Yangyang fell asleep, he would carry him away. But whenever Yangyang woke up and didn’t find Ji Yunhuan there, didn’t smell her familiar scent, he would cry non-stop. He had to cry enough to vent his dissatisfaction before he would stop.

Thinking of those times, looking at the well-behaved son beside her now, Ji Yunhuan couldn’t help but smile. She couldn’t help but sigh at how time flew. In the blink of an eye, the little one from back then was now able to talk and run.

She put Yangyang to sleep, unable to resist glancing at the phone beside her. All day today, Qi Cheng hadn’t called her. Normally, he wasn’t used to that. Every day before she slept, he would call to check on her.