Mu Yuchen lowered his head and had a sip of tea. He raised his gaze and looked at both of them before beckoning to the housekeeper who immediately stepped forward.

“Yes, Master!”

“Take Xiao Rui to play with the fireworks. Be careful. It’s really dangerous,” Mu Yuchen instructed in a hoarse voice.

The butler quickly nodded and replied, “Yes, Master, don’t worry.”

He turned to look at Mu Zirui after speaking and he could see that the kid was really excited. “Master Xiao Rui, let’s go. The servants have already set up the fireworks outside.”

“Okay, thank you, Father, Mother. Thank you, Uncle Butler!” Mu Zirui said excitedly as he rushed outside like a flying swallow.

As Xi Xiaye looked at the little figure that disappeared through the doorway, her beautiful face became a little gentler. She quietly took a deep breath, and just when she was about to look away, she suddenly felt something tugging on her skirt lightly. When she looked down, she realised it was Xiao Cheng pulling the corner of her skirt. He was hugging her leg with his little hands while raising his head to look at her with his bright eyes. He had a sweet smile on his adorable face.

His eyes welled up when he noticed Xi Xiaye looking at him. Then, he suddenly reached out to her for a hug.

“Mama…hug…Mama…hug…” Mu Zicheng’s pronunciation was quite clear, and she remembered that it was actually his birthday today, but because it was also New Year’s Eve, she had intentionally arranged his birthday celebration to be the next day instead.

Xi Xiaye’s heart softened and she quickly bent over to pick him up. The little guy meekly hugged her neck, wriggled into her arms, and turned his head to see Mu Yuchen smiling at him and Xi Xiaye. His bright eyes flickered and he immediately reached out to Mu Yuchen.

“Dada…hug…”

Xi Xiaye smiled when she heard him calling out for Mu Yuchen. She grabbed his little hand and kissed him. “Hey, little guy, how can you change your mind so quickly?”

However, Mu Zicheng completely ignored her. He kept looking at Mu Yuchen and reached out his hands towards him, insisting that his father hold him.

Everyone could not help laughing when they saw the situation.

Mu Yuchen finally reached out and hugged him. He lowered his head and kissed his little cheek lovingly. “Let Father hear you say that again. Come on, say’Dada’…” he said softly in his low voice.

“Dada…” Mu Zicheng said immediately after he heard Mu Yuchen.

Mu Yuchen could feel his heart melt. He quickly took him into his arms and said with a faint smile, “You can listen and understand me now. When you grow older and can actually start walking, your mother and I will worry less then. ”

“This little kid changes every day and he’s growing up so fast, aren’t you, Xiao Cheng? Come here. Let Grandma hold you…” Zhuang Shurong also pampered Mu Zicheng a lot, especially since she had more time now that the court did not have that many matters. She always helped take care of Mu Zicheng when she had the time, so she also had a rather close relationship with him.

Mu Yuchen handed Mu Zicheng over, and it only took a while before Mu Zicheng started playing with Mu Tangchuan and Zhuang Shurong.

Xi Xiaye quietly watched them with a smile on her face, but she suddenly turned her head and looked out of the window when she heard a bang!

Against the silent, dark night sky, there were bright and colorful flowers in full bloom.

She was quiet for a while, then she turned to look at Mu Zicheng who was playing and smiling happily. After that, she stood up silently and left the living room.

It was a little chilly at night and the wind was cold.

As soon as Xi Xiaye walked down the stairs, she could feel the chill in the air and it made her tremble a little, but she could hear Mu Zirui’s cheerful voice at the same time. She looked over and watched him setting off fireworks with the butler not too far away.

While she stood on the staircase and saw the smiles on their faces, she smiled. She sat down on the stairs and quietly watched them.

“Mother! Mother, look over here! Look at my fireworks, Mother! Look!” Mu Zirui’s cheers could be heard in the distance, and the colorful glitter in the night sky illuminated Xi Xiaye’s beautiful face.

The cool breeze picked up slowly and lifted the strands of her silky hair. When she stretched out her hand to brush her hair, she suddenly noticed a familiar scent. Before she could turn around, she could already feel his weight on her shoulders and his warmth on her back.

When she turned to look, there was already a dark jacket on her shoulders. The jacket was still warm from his body heat. She quickly raised her gaze and saw the man standing behind her.

“It’s cold at night. Don’t sit on the ground.” His low voice sounded emotional, but his intentions came from a place of concern although he was somewhat scolding her. He reached out towards her while talking.

In a daze, she took a breath before slowly putting her hand into his.

As it started getting colder, Mu Yuchen slowly pulled his hand away. “Didn’t Sis Wang make you tonic soup every night? Why are you still so cold?”

It appeared that after giving birth to Mu Zicheng, her body had not recovered very well. He had still been thinking about having a daughter a few days ago, and until now, he was still that she might be disappointed.

“I’ve always been like this, but it doesn’t feel that cold anyway,” she said as she pulled the coat over her shoulders, but her eyes were fixed on Mu Zirui, who was still playing happily.

After a pause, she called out to him gently, “Mr. Mu?”

“Yes?” he responded softly.

“I kind of wish that the children could grow up faster, but at the same time, I’m afraid that I’ll grow old just as fast. I just feel like my life and my youth have just begun…” Xi Xiaye looked up at the fireworks in the sky and muttered.

He chuckled when he heard her say that. He wrapped his long arms around her shoulders and embraced her. “Who cares if you grow old? You are married to me anyway, and you’re a mother of two. Do you still want to be one of those young girls? Who stays young forever? Your Mr. Mu will grow old too.”

Xi Xiaye sighed and nodded. “That makes sense. After this New Year’s, I’ll be 29, and soon I’ll be 30!”

“So, do you think you’re still young?” he asked.

“Time sure flies. It still feels like we just got married not too long ago.”

“This time last year, you changed my life.”