Sweet Wife Arrives: Mr. CEO, Please Pamper Me-Chapter 642: V512: Love is to help each other through thick and thin, love is to stay together in life and death. [13]
He Qimo would occasionally teach Little Hetao to speak.
Facing those dark eyes, he couldn’t understand anything, but he still made an effort to tell stories to his son.
Sometimes when Little Hetao wet himself, or had a bowel movement, he would help change the diaper with a look of exasperation.
Moreover, in the week after she gave birth, when the wound had not yet healed and she couldn’t take a bath, he helped wash her body.
Facing her weakness after childbirth, he would serve her with a clumsy and reluctant expression, obeying her commands.
In the end, he would curl his lips into a smile and walk away.
He Qimo is great, except for not marrying her; she thinks perhaps this is what a good husband is like at home.
Sometimes, when he occasionally turns back and quietly looks at her face, it makes her think that maybe... he might like her a little?
Even if just a little?
Shen Jian妮 doesn’t know where their story ends, but being able to live like this with He Qimo, she truly feels very happy...
Except...
He never even speaks half a word about marrying her.
The joke with Song Xiaoli that time, in the end, was never put into practice.
He Qimo had a child, yet didn’t decide to marry her.
So truly, it wasn’t just her being sensitive; she feels that in her situation, any woman would harbor concerns.
The days go by, waiting, just like all women. He doesn’t speak of marrying her, and she even feels that she’s not even a girlfriend. Although the child was born... and took He Qimo’s surname, despite his dissatisfaction with the name.
She doesn’t dare to teach her son to call her "mom" even once.
She is his mother, right? She endured hardships and bore the child after ten months of pregnancy.
But then again, she isn’t his mother, right? She was never recognized as such from beginning to end.
In fact, they even signed a contract at the time to properly bring the son into the world.
The contract stated that she would give birth to the child for him and raise him until he was three years old, and he would pay her a certain amount, after which they would be done with each other.
So, every day she teaches her son to say, "Daddy," "Grandpa," "Auntie," and even teaches him to call the most detested Zhou Huimei, "Grandma."
Zhou Huimei expressed satisfaction with her tact, though she would still verbally spar with her daily, coldly mocking from time to time, "My son will never marry you. You see, you’ve given birth to a son, and he hasn’t married you. You, ah, will eventually be kicked out by my son."
Indignantly, she would retort unforgivingly, "If I leave, I’ll take your grandson with me. What’s there to be smug about?"
Zhou Huimei’s face turned pale with anger, saying, "You dare!"
Yet, in the depths of her eyes, there was a slight acknowledgment of her difference.
Especially the first time she heard Little Hetao murmur a garbled, "Grandma."
At that moment, Zhou Huimei was so exhilarated she hugged her tightly, and 10 seconds later, realizing something wasn’t right, she pushed her away with anger, then happily began to play with Little Hetao, who was giggling uncontrollably, "Oh dear, Hetao, say ’Grandma’ again."
"Grandma~" Little Hetao learned to stand before he learned to speak clearly.
Standing in the orange-yellow stroller, the adorable son, cute enough to pinch with water, murmured the words Zhou Huimei most wanted to hear.
It eased the most harmonious atmosphere in the family.
At that moment, all the disputes seemed to fade away because of Little Hetao’s "Grandma."
It’s just a pity that she doesn’t dare let Little Hetao call her "mom," for she isn’t, nor is she worthy...
