Seeing that she didn't finish her words, but that she had something to say, Wen Zhan raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "What about me? How can I look at my own wife the same as he looks at other people's wives?"
"..." Mu Wanqing was too lazy to talk to him.
Wen Zhan had little experience in coaxing babies, and the little one in his arms was indeed hungry. Gradually, he was no longer satisfied with being nudged by his father. His little body was stretched up and down, and his crying gradually revealed his temper.
"Hurry up, he can't coax him anymore." Mr. Wen urged.
Mu Wanqing glanced at him, "Is this something I'm unhappy about? Your daughter won't let go until she's had enough to eat." If you pull her off hard, she'll get injured.
"What should we do?"
"Go find Aunt Zhou. I told you that you can't handle it, so you have to show off."
But Wen Zhan refused to find anyone.
He stared at the woman's breast-feeding posture, hesitated for a moment and suddenly came up with a plan, "Or... you two can feed her together."
"What?" she asked speechlessly.
Wen Zhan said: "Just, I'll hold this kid, you can just open your clothes..."
Mu Wanqing really didn't want to pay attention to him, but his son was indeed crying more and more miserably. Every time he howled and kicked with his hands and feet, he felt like he could hardly hold him.
"Hurry up, he's going to fall down if he keeps doing this." Wen Zhan couldn't hold him anymore and urged again.
Mu Wanqing didn't mind feeding two at the same time, but the environment here was restricted. If he wanted to "approach both ways", he could only let Wen Zhan hold his son.
She felt uncomfortable with him being so close.
Her cheeks turned red unconsciously. She couldn't refuse, so she had to unbutton her clothes silently.
Wen Zhan dragged a low stool over and sat beside her. He held his infant son steadily with both hands and put his little head into his mother's arms.
Mu Wanqing looked at her awkward breastfeeding posture and rolled her eyes at the man: "Do you know what I look like now?"
Wen Zhan stared at his son's face and saw that the little guy finally stopped crying after eating it. He swallowed "gu dong gu dong" and asked without raising his eyes: "What does it look like?"
"sow."
Lying there has no other function except breastfeeding.
Wen Zhan: "..."
No wonder many bloggers say that women have no dignity after giving birth.
From the moment you enter the delivery room, you must completely open yourself up and let others observe you.
But luckily for her, thanks to the blessing of two elderly people, she accidentally married into a wealthy family.
Her noble status makes her more or less respected.
In addition, she had a bad relationship with her mother-in-law and the family did not live together. Her life after giving birth was relatively quiet.
She remembered that after Ye Huan gave birth to the child, she complained that her mother-in-law was worried that her son had to go to work during the day and actually suggested that they sleep in separate beds. Then her mother-in-law went to sleep in the same bed with her, euphemistically calling it taking care of the child.
From then on, she had no privacy in front of her mother-in-law.
During the confinement period, her mother-in-law would clean her body. When the baby cried, her mother-in-law would directly squeeze her breasts, saying they were too soft and lacking in milk, and accused her of not eating enough and not drinking the soup.
Some people may think that this mother-in-law is very nice and takes good care of her daughter-in-law.
But she remembered that Ye Huan was in pain at the time, feeling that her body was no longer in control of her own. After giving birth, she became a feeding machine, a machine with no protection and no shame.
At that time, she had just married Wen Zhan, and they had an awkward relationship and did not have sex.
She is still a young girl, and she is even embarrassed to wear clothes with low necklines and exposed navels.
After hearing her best friend complain about these things, she couldn't even imagine it.
Fortunately, after becoming a mother, her experience was much better than this.
No one else was present during the cleaning except the professionals who took care of her.
Breastfeeding is also done as much as possible to avoid suspicion.
No one thinks she's being pretentious. Is it necessary to be secretive even though she's already a mother?
No one said she didn't have enough breast milk to check her breasts directly.
Thinking about it now, Wen Zhan's wealth and power gave her another layer of protection invisibly.
If I had to choose the most undignified moment, it would probably be the last time I had mastitis and was massaged by a prolactinist, and then I was helped by Wen Zhan, and at this time - both sides were breastfeeding at the same time, and someone was blatantly watching from the sidelines.
Perhaps in order to resolve the embarrassment, Mu Wanqing racked her brains to change the topic.
"By the way Wen Zhan, there is something I want to tell you. I have found a job and will go to work next week." She suddenly remembered this and it was really time to report it to him.
Sure enough, Wen Zhan turned to look at her with a look of surprise on his face, "That real estate company I interviewed with a few days ago?"
"Um."
The man blurted out: "It seems that their management is not smart."
Understanding what he meant, Mu Wanqing was very unhappy: "Am I that bad? After all, I graduated from the Chinese Department of a prestigious university, so I'm not qualified to do a planning and publicity job?"
"..." He fell silent, but he was obviously unhappy.
He didn't want his woman to go out and show off.
But refusing directly will definitely not work, and the two of them will fight again.
"What about these two children? They are only more than four months old, are you ruthless in weaning them?" The man lowered his chin and pointed at the two brothers and sisters hanging on her chest.
"I can carry breast milk."
"Carrying breast milk?"
"Well, many working breastfeeding mothers do this, express their breast milk and store it in the refrigerator."
Wen Zhan looked in disbelief after hearing this.
"And Wen Zhan, I still mean that we divorce, but if you don't agree for a while, I also hope that you can give me some freedom, and... I don't want my colleagues to know about our relationship."
Mu Wanqing's original plan was to finalize the divorce before officially going to work, so that she could concentrate on her career.
But judging from Wen Zhan's current state of being addicted to "lust", he would not easily agree to divorce even if he had a free bed-warming tool for himself.
So she could only make another request.
Let's put the divorce on hold for a while.
It is conceivable that when Wen Zhan heard that they wanted to be an underground couple, he immediately sneered: "You are so arrogant. Now it is your turn to arrange my life."
Mu Wanqing's face was slightly cold: "If you don't want this, it would be better to get a divorce, simply and cleanly."
"You're dreaming!"
The chat between the two reached a stalemate and broke up unhappily. As a result, when they returned to the box, Wen Zhan's face was expressionless.
The adults understood each other tacitly and served them carefully, but the two-year-old Xiaoxiao Tongyanwuji suddenly said: "Uncle Handsome, your face stinks!"
As soon as the words came out, Chen Haoyang and his wife were so frightened that they almost jumped up and hurriedly covered their daughter's mouth.
Xiaoxiao didn't know why, and continued to say cutely: "Every time dad has such a face, mom always says... Who can you show to me if you put on a stinky face!"
The children learned it so vividly that it scared some adults until their faces turned pale.
"Baby! Do you want to shush? Let's go. Mommy will take you to the bathroom." Ye Huan has always been very proud of her daughter's language ability. She can speak eloquently at the age of more than two years old - but today, for the first time, she felt that this language talent is a gift. disaster.
Chen Haoyang watched his wife forcibly take his daughter away, and looked at the host with a smile: "Mr. Wen, children are ignorant, don't worry about it, don't care about it."
Wen Zhan smiled but said, "Of course, the daughter is very cute, it doesn't matter."
