I couldn't stand it anymore, He Shao banged me on the wall every day, asking for remarriage.

After the baby was one month old, Wen Wan returned to Shanghai to work, and the task of taking care of the baby fell on He Lanchen.

He brings his son to work every day. If his son cries during a meeting, he will go straight to the meeting room to comfort him.

The entire company witnessed that no matter how cold and stern the president was before, he finally had to return to his family and become a tool in taking care of the children.

"Tell me, who has the final say at home, the president or his wife?" The employees were gossiping in the tea room.

"That must be the CEO. He always has a stern face in the company, and is very cold and arrogant. No strangers allowed in."

Another colleague interrupted the other's guess.

Wei Ming came in to pour some water and heard them gossiping. He pretended not to hear anything. After pouring the water, he was about to leave when he was surrounded by a group of colleagues.

"Assistant Wei, shouldn't you say a few words to explain?"

A colleague asked.

A group of people nearby nodded in agreement, trying to get useful information from Wei Ming.

"The president's status in the family is definitely not as high as his wife's. Now the young master has to be taken care of by the president himself. What status do you think he still has?" Wei Ming directly betrayed He Lanchen.

He Lanchen, who was taking care of the baby, was holding his son and walking to the door of the tea room. When he heard Wei Ming gossiping behind his back, he wanted to rush in and kick Wei Ming over.

If it weren't for the inconvenience of holding his son, he would definitely not have spared Wei Ming.

The baby slapped He Lanchen's arms hard with both hands and made babbling sounds. Everyone in the tea room heard the noise outside the door and were all frightened and silent.

"Wei Ming, get out here." He Lanchen held his son with one arm and shouted in a low voice.

Wei Ming felt his scalp tingling and walked out of the tea room with the cup in his hand.

"What do you want, President?"

He glared at Wei Ming coldly and kicked him. Wei Ming didn't dare to dodge.

"Have you finished reading all the documents on the table? You still have time to make jokes here." He Lanchen held his son's chubby little fist in his big hand and played with it.

Wei Ming looked at the baby in He Lanchen's arms. He didn't feel any pain at all after being kicked and his attention was focused on the baby.

"I'll deal with it right away."

Before leaving, Wei Ming stretched out his fingers to touch the baby's hand.

Being slapped away by He Lanchen, he glared at Wei Ming with a sullen face, "My son is not a toy."

Wei Ming looked at the baby eagerly, his heart almost melting.

He Lanchen carried his droopy-eyed son back to the office. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Wen Wan admiring the family portrait on his desk.

"He hasn't taken a nap yet?" Wen Wan pointed at the son in He Lanchen's arms.

He lowered his eyes to look at the baby who had closed his eyes and had silver hair hanging from the corners of his mouth. His eyes were extremely doting. "Well, he just fell asleep. He saw too many people when he came to the company today. He must be very excited and didn't want to sleep."

Wen Wan fully understood why his son refused to take a nap.

"Let me hold the baby! You're tired too." She was very grateful to He Lanchen for taking care of the baby alone during this period of time.

My baby is already ten months old. Children grow very fast and change every day. If I don’t have time to be with him, he will grow up all of a sudden.

"I think you must be very tired from your busy design work every day."

He Lanchen was considerate and didn't want Wen Wan to be overworked.

Wen Wan didn't insist. It was a good thing that he was willing to hold his son. If men give more, women will get more happiness.

"This kid seems to have gained weight." She carefully observed her son's arms and legs, which were full of flesh.

He Lanchen didn't feel anything after holding him for a long time. "He will become thinner after a period of weaning. Don't worry about him gaining weight."

Wen Wan was obviously surprised that he also understood the baby's physical condition after weaning. He Lanchen is now almost half a parenting expert and is very professional.

"How do you know so much?" she asked.

He Lanchen put the baby in a small bed beside him. He usually puts his child in the office when he is working, not in the lounge, because he is afraid that he will not be able to find his son in time if he wakes up or cries.

"I've bought a lot of books since you became pregnant. I know a little bit about everything from the birth of a baby to the subsequent feeding," he said modestly.

Wen Wan was very surprised that all of He Lanchen's knowledge about raising children came from books, which showed that he read a lot.

After settling his son, He Lanchen pulled Wen Wan to sit on the sofa.

"How many days can you stay at home this time?" He held her little hand, wanting her to stay a little longer.

Wen Wan's gaze stayed on He Lanchen's unbuttoned shirt, and the faintly visible collarbone made her swallow her saliva unconsciously.

Since giving birth to her son, she found herself extremely hungry.

Normally, He Lanchen would take the initiative to approach her, but she had never asked him for any physical needs.

Maybe I've been hungry for too long.

"I have personally handled all the important work in Shanghai before returning. Jiang Xun can handle the rest on his own. As for those who really can't make up their minds, you can meet with me online. At present, I plan to stay at home for about half a month." Wen Wan didn't want to talk for too long, for fear that he would be disappointed if he couldn't fulfill his promise.

He Lanchen noticed that Wen Wan was staring at his collarbone several times. He didn’t understand the signal after it was released once, but he understood it after it was released twice.

He hugged Wen Wan and whispered in her ear, "My son is here. It's not convenient now."

Wen Wan realized that he was being teased by He Lanchen and punched him in the stomach with her elbow.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" She was so angry that her little face became hot.

When He Lanchen saw the shy Wen Wan, he moved closer and said, "This is normal. It's all my fault. I've ignored your feelings because of my son recently."

She reached out and covered his mouth, not wanting to hear any more cheesy words.

"He Lanchen, you think my embarrassment is funny, right?"

Wen Wan gritted his teeth and moved closer to He Lanchen.

He lost his balance and was thrown onto the sofa by her.

The two of them were very close to each other, looking into each other's eyes.

If the baby wasn't there, the ambiguous atmosphere between the two would have gotten out of control.

He took the opportunity to wrap his thin arms around Wen Wan's slender waist. After giving birth, her figure returned to its previous state. But her temperament was more charming than before.

"Wife, it's not shameful to have needs." He Lanchen stroked Wen Wan's face with his other hand, gazing lovingly into her clear eyes, "I thought you just gave birth and your body hasn't recovered yet, so I won't touch you."

Wen Wan was tired of talking with her head tilted up, so she simply lay on his chest. After hearing his sincere words, she felt warmed.

"Then I also want to thank you for considering my health."

Her fingers played with the buttons of He Lanchen's shirt.

He Lanchen held Wen Wan in his arms, paying attention to his son's movements at all times.

"Giving birth is harmful to a woman's body. She needs time to recover." His fingers were entwined with a strand of Wen Wan's hair.

"You know so much. Actually, it won't interfere with my work if you let me take care of the baby. Why don't you want to?"

Wen Wan didn't understand why He Lanchen would rather bring the baby to the company than let her take care of it.

"Women are prone to postpartum depression after giving birth. Raising a baby requires a lot of effort. You have to get up several times at night. Lack of sleep can easily cause fatigue during the day. Over time, your spirit will collapse, so I asked you not to breastfeed from the beginning and let him drink milk powder directly." He Lanchen didn't want Wen Wan to get up frequently at night to feed his son.