CHAPTER 478: CHAPTER 478: ALL THE MORE PRECIOUS

Xu Xiuxiu followed her son, dumbfounded, "You like rag dolls?" She didn’t react immediately, worrying about her eldest son’s preferences, which seemed a bit too feminine. Should she be concerned about her son’s future sexual orientation?

"I’m buying it for my little sister," Song Chengguang spoke with conviction. "Last time, Little Baby told me she liked this rag doll, so I wanted to buy it for her."

He vividly remembered the last time Little Baby gazed longingly at it, but unfortunately, their mother wouldn’t allow it, because Little Baby’s bedroom was already filled to an unimaginable degree with rag dolls. Although he also thought his sister’s collection was frighteningly large, the thought of her pitiful look when she couldn’t get what she wanted made him feel that even a few dozen more dolls wouldn’t matter if it made Little Baby happy. And so, the brother with no spare time felt he must buy it, preferably by the dozens.

"Chengguang, but Mommy really likes this rag doll too!" Xu Xiuxiu would never admit that she was jealous of her own daughter. Thus, she purposefully hugged a cute doll and asked her son, genuinely curious to see whom between mother and sister this sister-obsessed child would choose.

"..." Song Chengguang’s handsome little face was clearly struggling and hesitating, which was so frustrating it made Xu Xiuxiu anxious.

"I knew it," Xu Xiuxiu said, understandingly, then looked sad as she put down the rag doll. "After all, Chengguang loves his sister the most; he doesn’t care about Mommy at all."

"..." Song Chengguang was stunned and baffled, continuing to wrestle with the choice between his sister and his mother. Clearly, this tough decision was giving the eleven-year-old boy a headache, much like the emotionally testing question of whom one would save first if both girlfriend and mother were drowning.

As it turns out, it’s always good for a woman to have a backup plan, or else her heart will just feel chilly.

"Then I’ll buy this one!" In the end, Song Chengguang still chose the rag doll that Little Baby loved.

"..." Xu Xiuxiu’s jealousy turned her face grim.

"Dad said that Mommy is his treasure alone, and if Mommy wants anything, she just has to tell Dad, and he will surely buy it for her." Song Chengguang said honestly, giving Xu Xiuxiu a very good reason. After all, since Dad loved Mommy so much, he figured he’d better show a little extra love for Little Baby!

But Xu Xiuxiu felt a tightness in her chest hearing this, and even though it was meant to comfort Song Chengguang, she could only grit her teeth and pay. However, her sadness lingered until the evening when Song Yuanhuan came home from work.

"Wow! Big bro, how did you know Little Baby would like this rag doll?" As Song Chengguang carried the life-sized rag doll home, it attracted a lot of stares, and after elementary school let out, the sister-obsessed big brother personally waited at the gates for his little sister with the doll in his arms.

Xu Xiuxiu watched the whole scene, feeling bitter.

"Do you like it?" Song Chengguang asked Little Baby with a smile, "If you don’t like it, big brother will go and exchange it for another cloth doll for you."

"Big brother, Little Baby really likes it, especially likes it! I knew big brother is the best." Little Baby hugged the cloth doll, even though the entire doll was bigger than her, even though the doll sadly dragged on the ground, but Little Baby was still very happy, and that joy easily infected Little Moon and Song Chengguang.

Xu Xiuxiu had to admit, seeing her daughter so happy made her unavoidably joyful. However, she still petulantly chose to act put out, like some woman spoiled by her son, deciding to make her presence felt with her own husband.

"Mm!" Song Chengguang, upon seeing his little sister’s indescribably happy expression, felt thoroughly contented.

It proved that as a woman, it’s better to have a way out, otherwise, oh my heart! It would be chillingly stimulated! And Xu Xiuxiu, who had been brooding the whole time as she watched her son’s sister complex, eventually got stimulated and intentionally made the dinner especially unappetizing, even though she could be considered a star hotel chef on regular days.

Song Yuanhuan had just tasted one bite of his wife’s cooking when he knew she was in a bad mood. His X-ray-like gaze swept over his three children, filled with silent questioning, only to receive his daughter’s confused expression and his youngest son’s bewildered look, along with his eldest son’s somewhat guilty eyes.

"My dear, it seems like you’re not in a good mood today. Did the kids upset you?" After dinner, Song Yuanhuan solicitously directed his eldest son and youngest son to wash the dishes, then, ignoring his daughter, he massaged his wife’s shoulders and they returned to the bedroom. Holding the woman who seemed to become younger with time, Song Yuanhuan asked with great patience and concern.

"No, I just realized, I really love you." Xu Xiuxiu raised her hand to cradle Song Yuanhuan’s face, looking at the man in front of her who cared for her consistently for over a decade, and the slight jealous feeling aroused by Song Chengguang’s sister complex was instantly dispelled. She had been feeling somewhat resentful because Song Chengguang had a sister complex, Little Moon had a sister complex, and Song Yuanhuan, this cold and domineering tough guy, also had a daughter complex. She felt that her daughter’s fate was too good, but now, seeing Song Yuanhuan put her before his daughter, she realized that her little temper was just her way of seeking out presence, just like a little girl.

But it was only this man who would indulge her so much, and then spoil her.

"My dear, this is the first time you’ve said ’I love you’ to me of your own accord." Song Yuanhuan had intended to settle scores with the household’s children, but at that moment, hearing his wife’s confession, it felt as if all other matters suddenly became less important.

Everything, everything, couldn’t compare to her happiness, couldn’t compare to her saying ’I love you’.

"I’m sorry, Yuanhuan. I haven’t said it enough." Xu Xiuxiu belonged to those who aren’t good at expressing their feelings. She felt that the phrase ’I love you’ needed to be uttered with utmost seriousness each time. If it wasn’t for deep love, if it wasn’t for truly being deeply in love, she was not willing to let these words slip out easily. Of course, Song Yuanhuan, with over a decade of companionship, had earned her rare but heartfelt confessions.

"It’s okay, it makes it all the more precious, so precious that when you’re willing to say it once, I want to give you my heart." And still, Song Yuanhuan, who wasn’t very good at expressing emotions either, was also very content; he wrapped his arms around Xu Xiuxiu’s slender waist, and then whispered his heartfelt words into her ear.

At that moment, he had to admit, if the Xu Xiuxiu before him were to ask for his life, he would be willing to offer it up with his own two hands.