Chapter 423: Chapter 423

Returning to the room, Mrs. Zhu and Xiao Liu were joking and laughing while feeding the two babies their baby food.

Little Chuanqi, with sharp eyes, spotted his mom and immediately shouted happily, "Mama, mama, eat, mama, eat..."

Hunter then also pushed away the spoon Xiao Liu handed over and stretched his arms towards Wan Chu’er for a hug, "Mama, hug, mama, hug..."

The two babies could now say a few simple words, their favorite being "mama." Although Wan Chu’er and Mrs. Zhu tried to teach them to call "papa," they had never uttered it once.

Wan Chu’er told Jiang Kechu about this over the phone, making him quite jealous.

Though he said nothing, Wan Chu’er could tell he missed the three of them, so she assured Jiang Kechu that they would visit him after the babies’ birthday party.

Jiang Kechu was overjoyed when he heard this and kept exclaiming "wifey" over the phone, which made Wan Chu’er want to immediately take the babies to see their father.

During training, Jiang Kechu couldn’t help but smile now and then. This made his soldiers think the devilish officer had come up with some wicked scheme, so they were on high alert, fearing they’d fall into one of Jiang Kechu’s traps.

Mrs. Zhu couldn’t help but tease the two little ones, "You little rascals, as soon as you see your mom, you forget about Granny Zhu and Aunt Liu—sure hurts Granny and Auntie’s feelings."

Little Chuanqi’s eyes rolled around as he climbed up to give each Mrs. Zhu and Xiao Liu a kiss. Seeing them smile, he swiftly crawled towards his mom without a backward glance.

Mommy is the favorite; mommy’s arms are the coziest.

Little Chuanqi’s antics made everyone laugh again. Hunter, unlike the flatterer Chuanqi, had already quietly crawled to his mom’s side. Official source is NoveI(F)ire.net

Wan Chu’er, hugging Chuanqi, couldn’t help kissing her, "You little clever one." Unbiased, she also brought her son close.

"Mrs. Zhu, let me feed these two little ones."

Understanding Mommy’s words, Little Chuanqi and Hunter excitedly waved their little hands at Granny Zhu and Aunt Liu.

After Mrs. Zhu and Xiao Liu left, Wan Chu’er patiently fed the two little ones while chatting with them.

The next day, Wan Chu’er took the kids to visit Mrs. Jiang at the compound. Recently, Grandpa Jiang and Grandma Jiang had been staying there, so Mrs. Jiang couldn’t leave.

Not having seen her grandsons for a few days, Mrs. Jiang missed them dearly. Wan Chu’er also wanted to discuss the babies’ first birthday party with the Jiang family.

At the compound, Grandpa Jiang, accompanied by a caregiver, was sunbathing and strolling in the yard, looking much healthier than before. Upon seeing them, he nodded reservedly and trembled as he said, "Stay for lunch."

Wan Chu’er nodded with a smile and taught the little ones to greet him. Though they couldn’t call him "great-grandpa," their babbling "Ye Ye" made Grandpa Jiang happy enough to give them each a red envelope from his pocket.

Grandpa seemed to have seen through things, realizing that apart from his eldest son’s family, his second son, third son, and even his daughter seemed focused only on his money.

Therefore, Grandpa Jiang always carried some money with him to placate his children, treating them like playful puppies.

Wan Chu’er didn’t know Grandpa Jiang’s thoughts; she was merely polite toward him, doing the bare minimum out of obligation, remembering well the cold treatment she had received from him in the past life.

Inside the house, Grandma Jiang was dozing on the sofa. Hearing the children’s lively voices, she instantly opened her eyes, perked up, and cheerfully pulled out candies from her pocket for the little ones.

Having a good impression of Grandma Jiang, Wan Chu’er didn’t stop her. After all, the kids didn’t know candies were edible and merely played with them as toys.

Mrs. Jiang laughed, "The old lady doesn’t care for anyone else, but she adores you and your kids."

Wan Chu’er chuckled, indeed finding it hard to understand, then turned the conversation to the birthday plans.

Mrs. Jiang said, "Your dad mentioned not having a big celebration for your wedding, so these two little ones’ birthdays should be grand. It’ll be held again at the State Guesthouse, with all the right people invited."

Wan Chu’er laughed and said, "My grandpa also wants to hold a big party."

"That’s wonderful, we’re all thinking the same," Mrs. Jiang rejoiced, having planned with Xiaoxiao’s dad on how to persuade Old Sir Zhong to go big.

At lunchtime, seeing Jiang Xiaoxiao return, Mrs. Jiang’s smiling face immediately turned stern, criticizing Jiang Xiaoxiao from head to toe.

Jiang Xiaoxiao shrugged at Wan Chu’er while Mrs. Jiang wasn’t looking, smiling wryly, "Being forced to date!"

Noticing Mrs. Jiang observing their interaction, she scolded Jiang Xiaoxiao, "Look at you, busy outside all the time, and for what? You’ve practiced painting for over a decade, got delayed, and still haven’t found a partner.

Xiao Chu is younger than you, yet she already has kids. And you? Not even a shadow in sight. I’ve set you up with someone so great; miss this chance, and it’s gone."

As Mrs. Jiang warmed up with her speech, Wan Chu’er felt a bit awkward, recalling that in a past life, Jiang Xiaoxiao was indeed preparing for marriage around now. In this life, with her meeting Xiao Bai, their tug-of-war seemed endless, who knows when it would stop.

Jiang Xiaoxiao’s artistic career had also been affected.

Holding back for ages, Jiang Xiaoxiao finally spoke, seeing her mom just getting more fired up, "Xiao Chu had her kids early because my brother was a cradle-snatcher, making a move so soon!"

Wan Chu’er: "..." Is this her fault? Or Jiang Kechu’s?

Mrs. Jiang, stunned, choked, "Nonsense! Listen, this weekend you’re going on that date. I’ve already spoken to Aunt Zhou. If you don’t go to meet them, don’t bother coming home again."

Jiang Xiaoxiao stubbornly replied, "Whoever set it up can go! I’m not going anyway."

Seeing her mother-in-law and sister-in-law about to argue, Wan Chu’er couldn’t sit still, standing up to mediate and taking Jiang Xiaoxiao upstairs.

"Mom, could you please watch over Chuanqi and Hunter? I’ll go talk to Xiaoxiao."

In the room, Jiang Xiaoxiao, frustrated, said, "I’d better stay away from home. Sis, since you’re not using your place at Jinse Garden, could I crash there for a while?"

Wan Chu’er clicked her tongue, asking, "Do you really plan to hang on to my second brother, that crooked tree, forever?"

Jiang Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes, "It’s you who’s the crooked tree."

Well, no need to ask—can’t even say a bad word about him.

Wan Chu’er’s eyes sparkled mischievously, "I have an idea that lets you have your cake and eat it too."