Rebirth: My Dear Little Wife Is So Scheming
Chapter 912: Let’s Have a Child

Chapter 912: Chapter 912: Let’s Have a Child

Here is the English translation:

"Why did you suddenly decide to pick me up today?" Bai Xiao hadn’t forgotten An Zhiyuan’s unusual behavior.

She could smell the faint, fresh trace of tobacco on him—it seemed he had just smoked.

"Today I received notice from the higher-ups. Starting today, I am officially transferred out. From now on, I’m a free man," his voice was deep and raspy, yet the news was shocking.

Bai Xiao grabbed his arm and excitedly asked him, "Really? From now on, you’re Manager An? That’s wonderful! I’m so happy for you—congratulations! You deserve this; it’s well-earned!" No one knew better than her that this promotion came at the cost of An Zhiyuan risking his life—it truly was earned through sheer determination.

"This honor also belongs to you. Had it not been for you, I might only have received this title posthumously—what meaning would it even have then?" He tightened his grip on his wife’s hand, the burning warmth making Bai Xiao’s cheeks flush.

She playfully grumbled at him, "We’re husband and wife. Do we really need to say these polite things? I don’t care about titles or honors—I just want you safe and by my side, so we can grow old together. What I don’t want is for you to leave me alone in this world, An Zhiyuan. You must remember, your life doesn’t belong solely to you—it belongs to both of us. I just want you to cherish yourself."

At the thought of possibly losing An Zhiyuan, Bai Xiao still felt a lingering unease.

An Zhiyuan gripped her hand tighter, the strength of his hold conveying his own pain.

The car returned home. Today, An Zhiyuan had driven himself—his assistant had not come along.

Once they arrived home, it seemed perfectly natural; the two of them, just like a pair of lovers caught in the throes of passion, kissed fervently as soon as they stepped inside.

He cradled the back of her head and kissed her directly, without a hint of hesitation. This was his wife, his woman.

Closing her eyes, her entire body was enveloped and pressed tightly beneath him. Her chest felt a mix of aching and itching sensations—intense, almost torturous. Her heart raced uncontrollably, her body warm.

Her rationality was fully overtaken, easily shattered.

Her hands had nowhere to go, tentatively reaching for his chest. Under her palms, the firmness of his muscles made her utterly intoxicated.

Eyes closed, she tilted her head slightly upward, submissively and obediently responding to his kiss. His arms tightly enclosed her within his embrace.

An Zhiyuan kissed Bai Xiao in a way that was both comforting and domineering. The gentleness gave way to fiery passion, their reason exploding into fragments too broken to recover.

Bai Xiao’s body instantly grew weak, as if her bones had been pulled out.

The two fell onto the nearby sofa, hands roaming, and began stripping each other’s clothing, as if they could only find satisfaction by touching one another like countless lovers in their fervent heat.

The clothes were scattered messily across the floor.

He gazed at her breathless, bashful appearance and couldn’t resist lowering his head, brushing her flushed cheeks lightly. "Xiaoxiao, let’s have a child. I know you adore children—I do too. Now, my work isn’t like before. I have the time to take care of you and the child, okay?"

His suppressed emotion, charged with intense masculinity, fell upon her forehead.

Bai Xiao’s body was naturally sensitive; he had long known that even the lightest touch of his fingertips could send her into uncontrollable trembles. She would sometimes hold back her voice, but the way she furrowed her brow and bit her lips undeniably fueled a man’s desire to conquer.

But Bai Xiao was suddenly startled; her eyes widened as clarity struck.

What had An Zhiyuan just said?

A child?

They had finally arrived at this subject.