Let’s show off, I am my ex-husband’s Bai Yueguang

He rarely hugged Lu Qiancheng like this, and rarely spoke to him in such a tone.

Lu Qiancheng was nervous at first and didn't dare to open his eyes.

But after hearing these words and the comfort from the father I was most familiar with, the uneasiness in my heart was soothed little by little, and my emotions gradually stabilized.

After a while, he gradually opened his eyes, and what came into his sight was a caring face.

He was slightly stunned. He rarely got so close to his father, leaning in his father's arms, and was even comforted by his father's sweet words.

Such a father made Lu Qiancheng feel dazed, but at the same time, he couldn't help but yearn for this warmth and this embrace.

"Are you okay? How do you feel now?"

Seeing him open his eyes, Lu Jincheng asked him again, his eyes as gentle as ever.

Lu Qiancheng was stunned for a moment, lowered his eyes, and answered word by word.

"It's okay. I feel much better than before."

It is rare for the father and son to communicate in such a calm and affectionate manner.

The father held his son in his arms, and the son snuggled in his father's arms.

It seemed that at this moment, they were truly father and son connected by blood.

Looking at Lu Qiancheng who was lowering his eyebrows and looking pleasing to the eye, Lu Jincheng raised his eyebrows and reached out to pinch his face.

For the first time ever, the boy did not refuse, but his expression became even more sad.

Lu Jincheng wanted to laugh. This brat rarely showed such a vulnerable attitude. He always acted like a little adult and claimed to be an adult. He would not allow others to treat him as a child. He was always stubborn and strong.

Most of the time I keep things to myself and won't express them easily.

This was the first time he showed the vulnerability of a child.

It also made Lu Jincheng vaguely realize that no matter how precocious and sensible a child is, he is still a child after all.

He is just an elementary school student.

Lu Jincheng sighed softly and hugged the person in his arms tighter.

The big hand gently stroked his back from time to time, comforting his son.

Under such silent and gentle comfort, Lu Qiancheng was even more reluctant to leave his arms. He clung to his father dependently, his little hands tightly grasping his sleeves.

Lu Jincheng also followed him and pampered him with an indulgent and doting look.

The father at the top seemed kind and the son was filial, but Ji Jiaxin below looked a little sad.

She held her chin and sighed softly, feeling quite helpless.

I didn’t expect that Brother Qiancheng was afraid of ghosts. This was totally unexpected.

Moreover, if Brother Qiancheng keeps staying in Uncle Lu's arms, how can I bring Mom and Uncle Lu together and create a world for them alone?

Ji Jiaxin looked at Lu Qiancheng, then at her mother, and shook her head worriedly.

It's really worrying.

She wanted to say something, but didn't know what, and always stopped herself from speaking.

Moreover, seeing how dependent Brother Qiancheng was, she couldn't bear to do it.

Brother Qiancheng was really frightened and needed Uncle Lu's comfort right now. I couldn't just let him down without caring about his health.

Thinking about this, Ji Jiaxin couldn't speak anymore.

Lu Qiancheng didn't want to leave Lu Jincheng's arms for a while, and Lu Jincheng didn't mind and just held him while walking and shopping.

Ji Jiaxin looked at them several times with a resentful look, but finally had to give up reluctantly. It seemed that the matchmaking efforts had to be put aside for the time being.

Alas, Brother Qiancheng, I never expected that you would get into trouble.

She regarded the man as her backbone, but then this man became a stumbling block.

Ji Jiaxin was more than just depressed. Ji Yao looked at the scene of loving father and filial son with a gentle smile on her face.

She liked seeing this scene very much, and also liked seeing the father and son getting along well with each other. Qiancheng was a good boy, and Lu Jincheng had really treated him badly in the past.

Moreover, as she watched, she actually felt a little envious.

How come Qiancheng is so well-behaved and docile, like a clingy little lamb?

She also wanted to hold something in her arms and comfort it with soft voice.

So she looked at her precious daughter, but the next second, her expectations completely collapsed.

I saw my baby daughter jumping and dancing, seemingly unaffected by the haunted house incident.

Ji Yao held her forehead with her hand, her expression more or less helpless.

She was a little unwilling and asked another question.

"Xinxin, you just came out of the haunted house, aren't you scared at all?"

"Don't be afraid!"

Ji Jiaxin opened her eyes wide and answered in childish words, looking very serious.

"Mom, I'm not afraid at all. I know those things are fake. They were made by those uncles and sisters to scare people. I'm not afraid of them!"

She put her hands on her hips and held her chin high, looking a little arrogant.

Ji Yao was amused by her, but at the same time her previous hopes were dashed.

Ji Jiaxin is so bold that she doesn't need anyone to coax her, and there is no reason for me to hug her.

When she was expressing her feelings, she didn't expect that the girl would ridicule her in return.

"On the contrary, mom, you were too timid just now. They were just some fake things and you were scared. Shame on you!"

After saying that, he shaved his face three times.

Now, Ji Yao, including Lu Qiancheng who had always relied on his father, looked a little embarrassed.

Lu Jincheng laughed and interrupted Ji Jiaxin at the right time.

"Xinxin, everyone has a different personality. Some are bold and some are timid. Some are afraid of certain things and some are not. There is nothing to be ashamed of. This is all very normal. However, our Xinxin is fearless and is the most powerful among us!"

Lu Jincheng first criticized and then praised Ji Jiaxin. While educating her, he also did not forget to praise her, fully considering the child's self-esteem. Maybe the previous words made Ji Jiaxin unhappy for a while, but she soon started to tremble again.

"Yeah, you're right, I'm the best!"

It was obvious that he only remembered the second half of the sentence, listened to the second half, and ignored the first half.

But Ji Jiaxin did not completely ignore it. She tilted her head and thought about it, then apologized to her mother and brother Qiancheng.

"I'm sorry, Mom, Brother Qiancheng, I shouldn't have said that to you just now."

Although I still think they are timid, it seems that I shouldn't laugh at them.

Ji Yao was quite pleased and walked forward to touch her daughter's little head.

"Mom doesn't mind. I know Xinxin is a good child who corrects her mistakes."

Ji Jiaxin became even more shy. She felt embarrassed but also very happy to be praised.

"Okay, Mom, let's go ahead and take a walk."

She reached out and grabbed Ji Yao's hand as if nothing had happened.

Ji Yao had a gentle look on her face, but occasionally she felt pity and pinched her little face.

How come such a well-behaved and pretty girl isn’t afraid of ghosts?
If you are afraid of haunted houses, you can just run into her arms and let her rub you.

Alas, it's such a pity that Ji Yao even felt a little frustrated as a mother. (End of this chapter)