After a day of shopping, An Xiaonuan, full of energy, felt a little tired after dinner.

After washing up, she held the stack of invitations Ye Jiu had sent, flipping through them with a conflicted expression.

Since Mn company launched a series of new products, its revenue has started to rise gradually. Moreover, due to the novel styles, the name "An Xiaonuan" is becoming known to more and more designers.

Whether it was due to mn company, or Xuan Mei, or both, An Xiaonuan recently received many invitations for fashion shows.

She didn't feel that she deserved so many invitations from well-known designers just because she had designed a few products, so she was still a little apprehensive. Holding the invitation letters she received, she went to find Ye Mingjue.

"Honey, what should I do? Should I go or not? I don't think I'm ready for a fashion show like this at all!" Although her designs were well-received on the market, she always felt she was far from being on the same level as international masters.

"It's okay, since they sent you an invitation, it proves that they recognize your abilities." Seeing An Xiaonuan still looked conflicted, he vaguely guessed why she was so troubled.

Pulling her into his embrace, letting her sit on his lap facing him, Ye Mingjue said seriously: "Nuan Nuan, wealth and luck are also a person's capital. Besides, even I belong to you, then my company is definitely yours too."

He was telling An Xiaonuan that she needn't feel that success was unfair just because she was wealthy, after all, her wealth was also a part of her strength.

An Xiaonuan looked at the man's self-assured expression and smiled. Her skin was already smooth like freshly peeled eggs, and when she smiled, her canine teeth were exposed, making her look even younger.

"I never noticed how much nonsense you talk before?" An Xiaonuan said.

Ye Mingjue didn't think this was a twisted logic at all. The path he had walked and the experiences he had endured had taught him one fact—the victor is king.

He had no mind to speak of it now, though. Looking at his wife, who was sitting on his lap in just her nightgown, he lowered his head and kissed the delicate beauty of her lips. Then their breaths mingled, seeming particularly incongruous in the austere study.

An Xiaonuan reached out and gently pushed the man, whispering during his gasp of breath, "The door... isn't closed..."

She had just come in to ask the man's opinion, intending to leave after asking, but ended up being kept here by the man...

Although it's probably time for all three children to be washed and ready for bed, who knows if they won't suddenly come running over and ask her to tell them a story before sleep?

Before, Ziyan had done this too.

Night Mingjue looked at the slightly opened door crack, letting An Xiaonuan go for now. He printed one last kiss and then said, “I’ll let you off for now, we’ll have a good talk later.”

An Xiaonuan naturally knew what he meant by "communication," and a blush immediately appeared on her face.

I came to him for advice, but how did things turn out like this?

Night Mingjue chuckled and loosened his grip on An Xiaonuan, saying, "You decide which one you want to go to, just let me know when you've made up your mind."

He had participated in a few fashion shows with his mother before. It's common for people to attend fashion shows with their spouses, so his presence wouldn't be out of place.

An Xiaonuan nodded, afraid the man would do something embarrassing to her later. She quickly moved off his leg and ran back to her room to pick out the invitation.

When she returned to her room, the door was still open and the light inside was on.

Ye Ziyu and Ye Ziru were sitting on either side of Ye Ziyān's bed, telling her a bedtime story.

Because Ye Mingjue desired his own private space, but Ziyan was still young and unable to sleep alone, she usually resided with Ning Wanjuan. She only returned home on weekends.

An Xiao-nuann originally wanted to sleep in the same bed as Ziyan, but Ye Mingjue didn't want there to be a child between himself and his wife. So he bought a very safe crib and placed it in the bedroom, and even specially set aside a place for her to play.

An Xiaonuan heard Ye Ziyue and Ye Zirui telling Ziyan a story with affection and warmth, and her hurried steps slowed down. She stood at the door watching the three children's heartwarming interaction.

She had fantasized about life after having children for a long time, but no imagination was as warm and harmonious as it is now.

Because she had seen many mischievous children and numerous family disputes caused by the second-child policy, most of her imagination was filled with chaos and exhaustion.

Seeing these children getting along so harmoniously, she even felt as if she were dreaming.

Ye Ziyan was already feeling sleepy, and after another yawn, her eyelids were slowly drooping.

Ye Ziyu and Ye Ziru both consciously lowered their voices. After a few minutes, Ye Ziyān fell asleep. Ye Ziyu and Ye Ziru tucked the blanket around Ye Ziyān and turned off the lights, then whispered softly, "Good night."

Turning around, they saw An Xiaonuan standing at the door with a smile on her face.

Ye Ziyu and Ye Ziru both made a 'hush' gesture before walking towards her.

"Little sister is asleep, Mom, please be quiet later." Although little sister was fast asleep after that, Ye Zi Rui still couldn't help but remind his mom.

An Xiaonuan nodded to indicate she understood, then held both children in her arms and said softly, "Thank you, you are the best sons and the best brother."

Ye Ziyu gently patted An Xiaonuan's back and said, "You are the best mother too."

"Yes, Mommy is the best too." Ye Zirui retorted stubbornly.

An Xiaonuan knew that as a mother, she didn't always do things perfectly. But these two little ones also grew up step by step with her as she gradually learned to be a qualified mother.

While she was growing slowly, the two children had already become excellent older brothers ahead of her.

She felt they were all gifts from heaven to her unhappy first half of life.

"Well, goodnight, sweet dreams." Although An Xiaonuan couldn't be with her children every day, she would give both of them a goodnight hug every night.

I heard that when two people hug, they are closest to each other.

Because their hearts were only two chest thicknesses apart.

She wasn't sure if that was right, but falling asleep in each other's arms had become a habit.

Maybe the children will cancel this part when they grow up, but she hopes that their family can always be so happy and harmonious.

This family was her and her uncle's last haven. She wanted to protect this place well and also cherish this warmth.

(Editor in charge：howl's moving castle novel)