Transmigrated as the Mother of the Abused Male Lead in a Tragic Novel

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Chapter 67
The boys looked casual yet distinctive, seemingly young in age. Xiao Jun greeted everyone familiarly before introducing Ding Sha and Little Ping An.

The guys chuckled lightheartedly, greeting them in a friendly and polite manner.

After chatting with them briefly, Ding Sha and Little Ping An quietly went to the side as to not disturb them further.

The guys gathered around Xiao Jun. "Not bad, Brother Jun. Your wife is so beautiful and your baby is so cute too - your family is perfect!"

Xiao Jun cockily smirked a little, his expression very punchable.

Little Ping An had woken up and was staring out curiously, in particular ogling unblinkingly at Xiao Jun. Ding Sha was dying of curiosity.

Was Little Ping An looking at his dad, or simply staring blankly at a moving object?

After playing a couple rounds, Xiao Jun came over. "Let's go back."

"You're not playing anymore?" Ding Sha was startled for a moment, as Xiao Jun would usually play for much longer.

"No, I just brought you guys to meet everyone, so they don't keep asking me if the kid is fun to play with all day long." Xiao Jun was sweating a little, his body heated up.

He first covered Ding Sha’s icy cold hands before scooping Little Ping An into his arms. The two of them headed back home together.

Unable to sit still, Xiao Jun drove to the market again to buy New Year's goods for everyone.

Ding Sha sat in the house baking egg tarts. She had covetously smelled the fragrant aroma when passing by a cake shop a couple days ago, and today decided to try making some herself.

Du Rourou was video editing while cradling her laptop, awaiting the egg tarts.

Ding Sha’s blogger career was also slowly getting on track. Unable to handle it alone, she had Du Rourou take charge of that aspect, giving her a separate salary.

Du Rourou felt like she had found a professional job fitting of her skills, extremely elated every day.

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The New Year came early this year, the Spring Festival arriving not long after New Years Day.

Xiao Jun had given the employees vacation and benefits, leaving only their family of three plus Zhuang Auntie, Si Le and the others.

The few of them sat together wrapping dumplings, frying dishes, baking cakes, preparing to celebrate Little Ping An’s first birthday during the New Year festivities.

A table full of fine wine and food, Xiao Jun sitting at the head but not uttering a word for a toast.

Xiao Jun hesitated for a bit. "Today is New Year’s, wishing everyone a happy new year."

Everyone joyfully raised their glasses.

After drinking one cup, Xiao Jun lifted another.

"This cup is to thank Zhuang Auntie for her help. Without you, I might not have been able to see Ding Sha again."

Even left unsaid, the fact that he wasn't there when Little Ping An was born is something he would never forget his whole life.

Raising the third cup,

"With this cup, I'd like everyone to bear witness." Xiao Jun looked towards Ding Sha. "April 3rd is a good date. Shall we have our wedding then?"

Ding Sha was startled for a moment. "Okay."

She didn't cry this time, just smiled and held Xiao Jun's hand that had been trembling under the table the whole time.

"I've prepared several plans, Chinese and Western styles, see which you like." Xiao Jun said.