Rebirth: What to do if you fall into a wolf's den

In the spring season, the Fang family's mansion was filled with unprecedented warmth and joy because of the news of Ji Yan's pregnancy. The sunlight penetrated through the delicate window lattices and sprinkled in every corner of the living room, infinitely magnifying this happiness.

Fang's mother and Ji's mother were sitting on the sofa, surrounded by all kinds of colorful clothes, each of which carried their deep blessings and expectations for the future little life.

While carefully selecting the most suitable materials and styles for their babies, they chatted quietly, enjoying this rare tranquility and harmony.

Just then, the doorbell rang suddenly, clear and pleasant, like the sound of nature, breaking the silence of the living room.

Fang's mother looked up at the door with a warm smile on her face. She said to Ji's mother, "It must be Yuanhao. This child is always so punctual."

The housekeeper left in response. After a while, the door was slowly pushed open, and Zheng Yuanhao's little figure rushed into the living room along with his energetic voice: "Grandma Fang! Grandma Ji! Yuanhao is here!"

His arrival was like a spring breeze, filling the entire living room with vitality and vigor.

Ji's mother and Fang's mother quickly put down the clothes in their hands and stood up to greet the lovely little guest.

Mother Ji quickly walked to Zheng Yuanhao, bent down, and hugged him tightly in her arms, her eyes full of doting and love: "Yuanhao, you've grown a lot taller!"

Afterwards, Zheng Haoqian appeared at the door. He smiled and greeted the two elders politely, his eyes revealing his deep attachment to home.

He quietly asked about Ji Yan's whereabouts. After learning that she was taking a walk in the garden, he politely said goodbye, turned and walked towards the garden, his heart full of longing and love for Ji Yan.

Zheng Yuanhao stayed in the living room, his eyes deeply attracted by the pile of exquisite clothes on the sofa.

He walked to the sofa curiously, looked up at Ji's mother and Fang's mother, with a puzzled look in his eyes: "Grandmothers, who are these clothes for? Why are they so small?"

Fang's mother smiled and took Zheng Yuanhao's hand, and explained gently: "These are clothes prepared for the baby in your belly. Look, how beautiful! Babies are very small when they are just born, so the clothes they wear are only this big."

When Zheng Yuanhao heard this, his eyes immediately lit up and he said excitedly, "I want to help prepare, too! I want to be a good brother, too!"

As he spoke, he picked up a small piece of clothing and carefully tried it on himself. He looked serious and cute.

"Can my younger brothers and sisters really wear such small clothes?" Zheng Yuanhao asked doubtfully, his eyes full of curiosity and exploration of the unknown world.

Fang's mother and Ji's mother couldn't help laughing at Zheng Yuanhao's innocent look.

They patiently explained: "Of course you can. Newborn babies are very small, so the clothes they wear are only this size. You will understand when you see them."

He nodded, not quite understanding, as if silently promising to be a good brother. Then, he rolled up his sleeves and began to learn how to fold clothes seriously.

Although his little hands still seem a little clumsy, his concentration and seriousness can't help but move people.

He carefully picked up a small piece of clothing, folded it in half and then in half again, and every movement seemed so serious and careful.

Every time he finished folding a piece of clothing, he would look up at Ji's mother and Fang's mother excitedly, as if he had completed a major task, with an expectant light in his eyes, as if silently asking: "Grandma, am I doing it right?"

Ji's mother and Fang's mother felt warm at heart when they saw Zheng Yuanhao's serious and lovely appearance. They smiled at each other, their eyes full of love and encouragement.

Mother Ji gently touched Zheng Yuanhao's head and said softly: "Yuanhao, you did a good job! Look, this dress is folded so neatly!"

Fang's mother also added with a smile: "Yes, our little Yuanhao is really a capable child! Keep it up!"

Hearing the grandmothers’ praise, Zheng Yuanhao’s little face blossomed into a bright smile, as if he had received the greatest reward in the world.

He devoted himself more seriously to the task of folding clothes, his little hands flying in the air non-stop, and with his efforts, the pieces of clothes became neat and tidy.

As time went by, the atmosphere in the living room became more and more warm and harmonious.

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In the Fang family's mansion surrounded by lush green gardens, Zheng Haoqian stepped into this peaceful world with brisk steps.

The sunlight penetrates the clouds like a thin thread, filling every inch of space, adding a bit of warmth and vitality to this spring.

His gaze passed through the blooming flowers and finally stopped on the figure that made his heart beat - Ji Yan was lying on a lounge chair in a corner of the garden, the sun dancing on her hair, her face filled with maternal tenderness and happiness, she gently stroked her bulging belly, as if having a silent conversation with the little life in her belly.

Zheng Haoqian slowed down his pace, fearing to disturb the beauty of this tranquility.

He tiptoed to Ji Yan's side and stood there quietly, like a guardian angel, silently guarding this happiness.

Ji Yan was immersed in her own world until a soft shadow passed through her eyes. She suddenly woke up and opened her eyes to see Zheng Haoqian's familiar and gentle face.

She smiled slightly, with a glimmer of surprise in her eyes: "A Qian, why are you here?" She said as she tried to sit up.

Zheng Haoqian quickly stepped forward, held Ji Yan steadily, then carefully let her lie down again. He sat down beside her and naturally held her in his arms.

Their hands once again spontaneously covered Ji Yan's increasingly round belly, feeling the miracle of life that they had created together.

"A Jing sent me a message today," Zheng Haoqian broke the silence, with a barely perceptible seriousness in his voice, "He asked me when you plan to go back."

Hearing this, the smile on Ji Yan's face gradually faded, replaced by a complicated look.

She lowered her head, avoiding Zheng Haoqian's gaze, as if she was hesitating, but also as if she was thinking. Zheng Haoqian saw it, and he understood a little.

"Yan'er, don't you want to return home?" Zheng Haoqian asked softly, his tone full of concern and confusion, "Don't you want to live with us? Besides, our child also needs the company of his biological father."

Ji Yan's heart was gently touched, she looked up at Zheng Haoqian, a trace of struggle flashed in her eyes. She knew that Zheng Haoqian was right, but the reluctance and nostalgia in her heart made it difficult for her to speak.

Seeing this, Zheng Haoqian became more determined: "If you don't want to tell me, I'll tell mom and the others. If they agree that we can go back to China, you'll just follow me back obediently, okay?"

Ji Yan looked at Zheng Haoqian's eyes full of sincerity, and a warm feeling surged in her heart.

She knew that no matter what decision she made, Zheng Haoqian would support and love her unconditionally.

So she nodded gently, as if all the burdens had been lifted off her shoulders: "Okay, I'll listen to you."

After getting Ji Yan's response, Zheng Haoqian's mouth corners rose unconsciously. He hugged Ji Yan tightly, and the two of them lay quietly on the recliner, enjoying the warm sunshine and each other's company.

Everything around them seemed to be still, leaving only the sound of their heartbeats and the occasional bird calls in the distance, weaving together this quiet and beautiful time for the two of them.