LOMH Chapter 82.5

“Fu Mingyu, please act like a human in this broad daytime.”

He raised his hand, hooked his index finger on the bow tie and pulled it down. Then he raised his eyebrows and said with a clear smile in his eyes, “That’s not good. I can’t bear to let you give birth to a second child.”

Ruan Sixian: “…?”

She didn’t know if it was because she experiences pregnancy and becomes stupid, only when she was coaxed into the bedroom did she finally know the meaning of Fu Mingyu’s words.

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In addition to not talking, the little friend, Fu Guangzhi, also doesn’t like to play with toys. When it’s the ritual on her first birthday, she is faced with a table full of book, abacus, coins, treasure gourds, and seals, but she didn’t seem to have any interest in any of them either. Under the siege of the attentive eyes of the relatives around, she finally picked up the book, as if just for a mere token.

Ruan Sixian thought that the child might be like her, so she took her to the storage room to show her the model aircraft in that room.

But the child still bowed her head down and played with her own hands.

“Isn’t this child a little introverted?” At this time, Ruan Sixian had already returned to work, and she didn’t have much time at home, so she felt guilty about it, “Are we spending too little time with her?”

“It’s quite good too if she is an introvert.”

Although Fu Mingyu said so, he wanted to explore the character of the child from another perspective.

He began to explore his daughter’s artistic talent.

One morning, Ruan Sixian got up late on her vacation day. When she woke up, she saw that both the big and the small were not at the bedside, but there was a faint sound of music outside.

Ruan Sixian went out looking for the sound. In the hall on the second floor, she saw Fu Mingyu in front of the piano and the little friend Fu Guangzhi in his arms.

The morning sun shines on the father and daughter through the floor-to-ceiling windows. The man has a tall and straight back. When he plays the piano, he interprets the word ‘elegance’ thoroughly and vividly. He also holds the little child in his arms, which adds a bit of tenderness in it.

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Ruan Sixian put her hands behind her back and quietly walked towards his back. Then she bent over and leaned her chin against his shoulder, and glanced at the words on the music stand.

“Pagani… ni Etude, can she understand it?”

“It doesn’t matter whether she understands it or not.” Fu Mingyu’s ten fingers danced smoothly on the piano keys, and his expression was calm. “Sentiment should be cultivated from a young age.”

“Oh… Have you forgotten that when I was pregnant, you did the same thing too?”

“Huh?”

“I fell asleep at that time.” She held Fu Mingyu’s hand and motioned him to look into his arms, “I think our daughter is like me in this regard.”

Fu Mingyu lowered his head and sighed deeply.

The little friend Fu Guangzhi slept soundly in his arms.

Regarding their child’s introversion, the two people no longer insist on it.

Because they found that although she is not talkative, she likes to laugh a lot. From this point of view, there must be no problem with her personality.

It’s just that Ruan Sixian found that their child’s facial features started to become more and more like Fu Mingyu. It is simply a copy and paste.

Thinking about it this way, such a look seems to be worthy of such a character, and when she grows up, she will be a full iceberg beauty.

“Why?” Ruan Sixian murmured to herself while holding the child, “I am the one who conceived you, and I am also the one who gave birth to you. Why are you not like me?”

Fu Mingyu was very satisfied with her appearance, and at the same time he did not forget to comfort his wife, “Daughters tend to follow her father’s appearance more.”

Ruan Sixian turned her head to look at Fu Mingyu. On a rare coquettish occasion, she tries to get him to say something nice, “But I will be at a loss like this.”

Fu Mingyu smiled lightly: “It is a blessing to suffer losses.”

Ruan Sixian: “..”

“Then I wish you a blessing like the East China Sea.”

Other children started to call Mom and Dad as early as seven or eight months old, and the late ones could pronounce it at about ten months old. However, after the first year of little friend Guangzhi’s life, the child still did not speak much. Even a family that was usually as calm as the sea, like the Fu family, finally began to rush for a doctor now.