Forced Pampering: Haughty Husband, Please Restrain Yourself-Chapter 903 - 913: Someone to Care About

An Ran seems to understand Mu Xingfeng’s words partially, but she knows that her man is like the broad shoulders he offers her now, her eternal support.

Approaching noon, the two finally arrived at the temple. Mu Xingfeng helped An Ran down, took a couple of sips of water, adjusted his clothes, and quietly lined up behind the other devotees to walk into the temple.

An Ran noticed that this queue was not of tourists visiting the temple but actual believers going to worship.

An Ran always thought Mu Xingfeng brought her here just for sightseeing, but she didn’t expect he would really worship.

"Mu Xingfeng, when did you start believing in this?" An Ran gently tugged at his clothes and asked softly.

Mu Xingfeng reached out to wrap his arm around her shoulder, looking at her tenderly, "I didn’t believe before, but now that I have someone to care about, I want to give her another layer of protection."

Because of his status, he can’t always accompany her, yet he eagerly wishes for her safety.

It was at this moment that Mu Xingfeng finally understood the hearts of those believers.

By the time they reached the summit, it was already close to evening, the sunset stains the half of the sky red, the porter handed over the items to Mu Xingfeng.

Watching the man organize the luggage and take out the tent, An Ran couldn’t help but ask, "Did you know beforehand I couldn’t climb up, so you hired a porter?"

Otherwise, as he said, he usually trains with a weight of dozens of kilograms; why would he care about these two backpacks?

Mu Xingfeng glanced up at her, "Not too stupid."

"Hmph, Mu Xingfeng, you really underestimate me. Actually, I could totally climb up, but later I got a bit tired, yet if I persisted a little, I could still make it." An Ran clenched her fist, feeling somewhat indignant, this man always belittles her.

"No need to persist," Mu Xingfeng started setting up the tent, speaking without even looking up, "Wife, with your husband, you don’t need to persist, don’t need to be strong, don’t need to be tough."

"Mu Xingfeng~" An Ran called out softly, the man looked up to see the girl not far away rushing towards him, instinctively reaching out to catch her, "How can you be so good?"

"What reward do I get for being so good?"

Mu Xingfeng looked at his overwhelmed little wife, his lips curved, his cool and calm face touched by a mischievous, devilish charm, his eyes carrying a playful smile.

An Ran likewise curled her lips, a fox-like man.

After setting up the tent, darkness had already enveloped the sky, An Ran sat on a smooth big rock, watching the village lights below the mountain gradually light up, resembling fireflies in the night.

She pulled out a whistle given by her uncle from her backpack, although Mu Xingfeng found it all kinds of displeasing, An Ran truly liked it.

Mu Xingfeng, hearing the whistle, put down his work, emerged from the tent, and sat next to An Ran, waiting for the whistle to pause before speaking, "Wife, if you like it, I’ll give you another on your birthday."

An Ran leaned against him, found a comfortable position, looked at the whistle in her hand and refused, "No need, you promised to give me something fresh, this whistle is enough."

Mu Xingfeng reached out and pulled her into his embrace, agreed with a ’good.’

Upon hearing the word ’good,’ An Ran knew Mu Xingfeng had already made plans, she turned her head to look at him and asked, "Then what will you give me?" 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

Her sparkling eyes, like shattered stars in the sky, shone with immense anticipation.

This was her first significant birthday celebration, and it was with Mu Xingfeng, she truly anticipated it.

Unexpectedly, Mu Xingfeng reached out to straighten her small head, his thin lips barely parting as he uttered two teasing words, "It’s a secret."

"Hmph," An Ran huffed and leaned back into Mu Xingfeng’s arms, watching as one twinkling star after another illuminated the sky behind the veil of darkness.

"Mu Xingfeng, do you know when my birthday is?" An Ran suddenly asked, but her tone carried a deep sense of loss.

"I know," the man replied.

"Aunt Xia said my mother went through early delivery and labor pain, enduring for three days and nights before giving birth to me on the evening of the 14th of July," An Ran murmured.

"Mm," the man responded softly again, the little girl’s background is a blade she holds in her heart, he doesn’t want to touch it, yet he can’t change it either.

"Do you know what the 14th day of the seventh lunar month is?" An Ran asked, her tone flat and colorless.

"Wife, we can celebrate with the Gregorian calendar, husband checked it for you, your Gregorian birthday is August 16th, isn’t it great? 816 is both auspicious and smooth." Mu Xingfeng smiled and coaxed her.