When emotions ran high, Shang Yu pinned Li Qiao’s hands above her head with one hand. Perhaps because the little cub wasn’t at home, the man threw caution to the wind and completely lost control. He didn’t appear anxious, but his movements were harsh and heavy. Li Qiao stared at the violently shaking ceiling; all her senses rose and fell with the man’s thrusts, sinking into them. The intermingled sounds of breathing in the master bedroom became the night’s most beautiful melody. Meanwhile, in the downstairs living room, the doctor who was summoned overnight was holding his medical kit and staring wide-eyed at Liuyun, "You tell me to leave just as I arrive?" Liuyun cleared his throat and spoke nonsense with a serious face, "Yes, everything’s fine now. I’ll arrange for a car to take you back." The doctor grumbled and left with his medical kit, wondering what illness it was that could just be dismissed like a joke. The next day, on the weekend, Li Qiao woke up lazily after nine. The sheets beside her were slightly cool to the touch, indicating Shang Yu had been gone for some time. Li Qiao looked up at the ceiling, recalling the scenes of last night’s indulgence, and closed her eyes slowly, sighing with helplessness. Within less than half a minute, she turned her head to look at the birth control items on the bedside table. She sat up and started musing—how did he manage to carry these things with him? Could he have bought them on the way home? As she wondered, Li Qiao opened the drawer, took out the two boxes of Durex she’d poked holes in, pinched them, and then disdainfully tossed them to the floor. Follow current novels on novel·fire·net Last night, Shang Yu didn’t use a single one of the contraceptives in the drawer! Her efforts were in vain. With a gloomy expression, Li Qiao threw the blanket aside to get up, but before she could steady herself, her legs gave out, and she collapsed back onto the bed. Her waist was sore, and her legs ached. Last night was possibly the most unrestrained and carefree night Shang Yu had since having the little cub. If he agreed to have a second child, maybe the seed would already be planted. Li Qiao ruffled her hair, feeling quite irritable. During her initial pregnancy, she had bought a cupboard full of little girl items... Originally wanting to raise the little cub as a daughter, but unfortunately, the child was smart and independent from a young age and refused to wear them no matter how much coaxing. And with Shang Yu not cooperating, Li Qiao’s plan to have a second child could only be declared a failure. Meanwhile, at the Li family villa. Upon hearing that the little cub had been sent to the old house for the weekend, Zong Yue hurried to the Li family early in the morning. As the only baby in the entire Li family, Xiao Shang Yin was the precious darling doted on by everyone. In the living room, Zong Yue took off her coat and searched for the cub, while Duan Shuyuan walked over from the kitchen, holding a serving of freshly prepared infant formula, "Xiao Yue is here." "Mom, I came to see Yi Bao." Zong Yue tucked the hair by her cheeks, her eyes brimming with radiance. Duan Shuyuan chuckled teasingly, "Since you love kids so much, why don’t you and Ah Jun hurry it up? You’ve been married for two or three years, still haven’t had enough of just being two?" Zong Yue’s expression subtly stiffened, and to prevent Duan Shuyuan from noticing anything strange, she quickly lowered her head to straighten her clothes, "It’s just that we’re too busy with work." Duan Shuyuan, being reasonable, didn’t dwell excessively on the topic, but couldn’t help but nag a little, "Busy or not, important life events can’t be neglected. Our family only has Yi Bao, and you and Ah Jun were the first to marry, so hurry and have one to keep Yi Bao company." "Mmm, I’ll discuss it with him." Shortly afterward, Zong Yue found an excuse to escape to the second floor, and as she turned at the stairwell, the smile in her eyes vanished instantly. If she could have a baby, who wouldn’t want a lovable and considerate child like Yi Bao? Zong Yue lowered her head, biting her lower lip with a downcast look. Back then, due to frequent training in the Military Department, her physical strength was excellent, but years of high-intensity training had damaged her organs, making her less fertile. In the past year, they had rarely used protection, yet still couldn’t conceive. Three months ago, Zong Yue went to the Imperial Capital secretly for a check-up. She never told Li Jun about this because it was too hard to speak of. After a while, Zong Yue adjusted her mood, carrying a glass of milk to the pink and tender nursery. At the door, she cautiously pushed it open, and inside, it was opulent and elegant, comparable to a little princess’s palace. Zong Yue exhaled softly, tiptoeing to the toddler’s bed. She peeked in but didn’t see the little cub, "Hmm? Why isn’t he here?" She searched the room, but still couldn’t find the cub. Zong Yue hurried back downstairs to report honestly to Duan Shuyuan, which frightened the elder couple. It wasn’t yet eight in the morning, where else could the little cub be if not in his room?! Within minutes, Mr. and Mrs. Li summoned the servants to search everywhere, checked the surveillance, counted the people, fearing someone might have stolen the child. After who knows how long, someone shouted from the third-floor balcony, "Sir, Madam, we found him, we found him! The young master is in the third floor’s lady’s room." In the Li family’s master bedroom, the little cub sat with his legs stretched out on the large double bed, his clear, black and white grape eyes still carrying traces of sleepiness. Duan Shuyuan, with lingering fear, ran over and hugged him, showering him with kisses, "Oh dear, Yi Bao, you scared Grandma to death. Why did you come here to sleep?" The cub dodged backward, his little expression coolly frowning, "Pink, don’t like." Duan Shuyuan was taken aback, displeased as she glanced at Li Guangming, "Did you hear? You need to have it changed. It’s your fault in the first place for insisting on decorating in pink; see, Yi Bao doesn’t like it." Li Guangming was somewhat reproachfully reprimanded, but without saying much, he quickly instructed the butler to find a renovation team to dismantle that abominable room immediately. "Yi Bao, tell Grandpa what color room you like? Grandpa will have someone redo it for you." The cub slipped from Duan Shuyuan’s embrace to the edge of the bed, shaking his head and speaking in a milky voice, "No need, troublesome. Thank you, Grandpa." Suddenly, the Li couple was at a loss. Actually, as the little cub grew, many people noticed his changes. Even though he was just over a year old, he seemed naturally inclined towards quietness. Typical things toddlers liked didn’t interest him, as if he lacked childish innocence—a genius might always be solitary?! Duan Shuyuan used to worry if he had autism, but whenever Li Qiao and Shang Yu appeared, the child visibly became much livelier. Also, as the little cub was growing, the South Sea International Airport occasionally received private landing requests from different regions. For instance, that Sunday afternoon, three imposing off-road vehicles parked in front of the Li family home. Bai Yan, carrying a small handbag, wearing a black trench coat trailing to his ankles, walked into the entryway. "Xiao Bai is here, sit down, sit down." Duan Shuyuan was in the living room, using an iPad to pick out the latest season’s children’s clothes for the little cub. When she looked up and saw Bai Yan, she greeted him with a pleasant smile. On the opposite sofa, Li Yan, cradling a "World Famous Paintings Guide," was earnestly showing the little cub all sorts of important points about famous paintings.