Marriage First, Love Later: The Soft and Obedient Little Wife of Mr. Lu - Chapter 109: Chen Chen Speaks Her First Words

Chapter 109: Chen Chen Speaks Her First Words

Song Shimu had nothing to do over the weekend, lounging on the sofa while tending to the child. Lu Chenxi had always been particularly considerate since infancy—never fussy or noisy. With a little yellow duck in her hand, she could entertain herself all day long.

But today, for some reason, her milky-soft little face remained scrunched up, tears welling in her eyes as she whimpered pitifully.

Song Shimu held her, gently rocking and soothing the little darling in her arms.

Chen Chen, what’s wrong? Isn’t it fun being with Mommy?

Chen Chen continued to pout, softly whining while squirming uncomfortably.

As a first-time parent, Song Shimu lacked experience. Not knowing what was troubling Chen Chen, she assumed she was hungry and prepared a bottle of formula.

But the little one pushed it away with her small hands, her large, dewy eyes brimming with tears, looking utterly miserable.

What’s the matter?

Song Shimu murmured to herself, patiently comforting the child, when suddenly an idea struck her. She pulled back the clothing and glanced down.

Indeed!

The diaper was completely saturated!

Its absorption capacity had reached its limit.

Flustered and unsure what to do, Song Shimu shouted upstairs, Lu Yike, your sister wet her diaper!

Soon enough, Lu Yike came clattering down the stairs, clutching a fresh diaper with a resigned expression.

Sigh, this household would fall apart without me!

He deftly took Lu Chenxi, removed the soiled diaper, and replaced it with a clean, dry one—his movements precise and well-practiced.

Finally comfortable, Lu Chenxi looked at Lu Yike and giggled.

Song Shimu watched intently, studying his technique with admiration, lavishing exaggerated praise.

Wow! Our Ke Ke is amazing! Only you can properly care for your sister!

Lu Yike proudly lifted his little head, shaking his curly locks as he entertained his sister with a toy car.

Ge… ge…

Chen Chen emitted a few sounds—not quite laughter, but deliberate noises pushed from her chest.

Lu Yike and Song Shimu stared at the determined Lu Chenxi in astonishment, their faces filled with disbelief.

Is she calling me ‘brother’?

My sister can talk!

Lu Yike clapped his hands joyfully, wearing a proud, fatherly smile.

Song Shimu looked dazed, muttering, Chen Chen’s first words weren’t ‘Mommy’ or ‘Daddy’… but ‘brother’…

Because I’m the one who raised her!

Lu Yike’s expression brimmed with pride as he happily played with his sister, making Chen Chen burst into giggles.

When Lu Zhijin returned home, he found the living room filled with a harmonious atmosphere.

But his wife?

His wife lay absentmindedly on the sofa, her fair, slender legs draped over the backrest, her body nearly sliding onto the floor.

Lu Zhijin approached, his large hand encircling her delicate ankle as he placed her legs across his lap. He gently massaged her soft, smooth calves, his tone tender.

What’s going on, sweetheart?

Lu Zhijin, your daughter can talk. Song Shimu stared blankly at the ceiling, her voice distant.

Lu Zhijin’s expression immediately lit up, his eyebrows rising slightly as he asked excitedly for confirmation.

Chen Chen can speak?

Yes, but can you guess what she said? She said ‘brother’.

Song Shimu’s emotions were mixed—both thrilled and a little disappointed.

Hearing this, Lu Zhijin chuckled. He lifted the woman into his arms, settling her on his lap.

After all, Ke Ke takes care of her more attentively than we do.

I’m not jealous of Ke Ke, I just wish Chen Chen could say both ‘brother’ and ‘mommy and daddy’ together.

She was really looking forward to hearing Chen Chen call her mommy!

Lu Zhijin pursed his lips, pretending to be thoughtful. Then you might be hoping Chen Chen is a genius.

But seeing Song Shimu’s adorable, slightly disappointed expression, Lu Zhijin reached out and couldn’t resist gently pinching the woman’s cheek.

It’s actually good that she says ‘brother’ first. This way, whenever Chen Chen needs anything in the future, she’ll only call for her brother. Let Lu Yike handle all the work while we two can enjoy our leisure.

Song Shimu’s eyes immediately lit up, thinking Lu Zhijin made perfect sense!

You’re right! From now on, whenever Chen Chen needs anything, she’ll only ask her brother for help!

Lu Yike: So I’m just the designated fool here?

The family group chat was particularly lively. The elders were delighted that the little princess of the family had started talking, and they kept sending red envelopes one after another in the group.

They even thoughtfully sent one specifically to Song Shimu titled Compensation for Mom’s Disappointment to comfort her slightly disappointed mood.

Song Shimu received so many red envelopes that her hands grew tired, and her melancholy completely vanished.

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A Jin, what have you been up to?

Song Shimu noticed that Lu Zhijin had been locking himself in the study after work these past few days, looking exhausted every day.

The team is conducting anti-terrorism drills. There will be a competition in October that all military regions will participate in.

Lu Zhijin sat in his chair, rubbing the bridge of his nose. He had been intensively training and developing strategies these past few days.

No wonder you haven’t had any rest these past few weeks.

Song Shimu walked over and stood behind the man, massaging his shoulders. His broad shoulders were firm with muscle.

Lu Zhijin took the woman’s hand and pulled Song Shimu in front of him, settling her on his lap and burying his head against her neck.

This was much more comfortable for recharging.

Song Shimu smiled gently, raising her hand to tenderly stroke the man’s hair. Her fair, slender fingers ran through his jet-black hair, creating a striking contrast.

Will you be participating too?

Normally, as a colonel, Lu Zhijin would only need to observe the combat situation from the rear.

But since Lu Zhijin had been working on the front lines before returning to Haishi, he particularly enjoyed the tense and thrilling atmosphere of the battlefield.

Of course. I’m going to lead my troops to win first place nationwide.

Lu Zhijin’s eyes shone with determination, a slight smile curling at the corners of his mouth, his entire being radiating an air of inevitable victory.

My A Jin will definitely succeed.

Song Shimu lifted her head and nuzzled his lips, only to be immediately captured by the man who deepened the kiss.

The lips against his were soft, making him want to savor them carefully.

Lu Zhijin lowered his head, his large hand on Song Shimu’s waist tightening. The woman’s fair thighs were chilled by the air conditioning, so he covered them with his palm, gently kneading the soft flesh.

Song Shimu slightly pulled back, her forehead resting against his. Her pink lips glistened with moisture as she asked in a soft, hushed voice,

Aren’t you going to continue working?

Lu Zhijin lifted her up and carried her toward the bedroom, his voice husky.

No. With me leading them, my team won’t lose.