Chapter 1318: Chapter 1317: I Am Your Future Husband 4
Ji Qishu couldn’t believe it. He leaped up from the sofa, walked over, squatted down, and picked up the little one, holding him in his arms: “Qin Hua, is this my son? My son?”
Chang Qinghua rolled her eyes at him: “If he’s not your son, whose son is he? Go wash your hands with your son. I’m just about done with another dish. Once it’s ready, we’ll eat. I’m starving.”
“Oh, oh oh!”
Ji Qishu took his son to the restroom, and new memories told him that his son was three years old this year and his nickname was Xiaoxiao.
“Xiaoxiao, my precious son? Ha, are you really my precious son?”
Ji Qishu was overjoyed. He pulled out his phone and called Ye Junqing: “Haha, Brother Qing, I have a son now, Ji Xiaoxiao, three years old this year. Can you believe it? I actually have a son, hahaha…”
Ye Junqing said, “Oh, congratulations, your dream came true. Is ZN still seeking revenge?”
“I must get revenge, otherwise I’m not Ji Qishu!”
He can’t just forget about being divorced for two years because he now has a son. Besides, having a son is not ZN’s doing. The credit belongs to Brother Qing and Little Star, they’re my true men!
Ji Qishu hung up and video-called Tang Zhou for fun: “Hahaha, look at my son, Xiaoxiao, I have a son now?”
Tang Zhou, on the other end, scolded: “Did you take the wrong medicine? You’ve had a son for years now. Why are you so excited with me today? Just because you have a son doesn’t mean I don’t have a daughter?”
Ji Qishu: “Xiao Zhou, let’s set up a match for our kids? Let your daughter marry my son!”
Tang Zhou: “Dream on, godfather and my father-in-law said my daughter can only marry a child from the Ye’s Family, it’s been arranged a long time ago. You’re too late to claim it now, aren’t you?”
Ji Qishu: “Hey, my son is great! Look how fair-skinned and chubby he is. He’ll definitely be a hot commodity in the future!”
Tang Zhou: “Alright then, this generation shouldn’t worry about the next. Who knows who my daughter will like in the future. Anyway, I absolutely won’t force my Tangtang. Whoever she likes, I’ll accept as my son-in-law.”
Ji Qishu immediately hugged his son and said, “Xiaoxiao, did you hear that? In the future, bring Tangtang home.”
Three-year-old Xiaoxiao just wants to wash his hands and eat, alright?
But Ji Qishu was in high spirits, hung up the phone, and called Fu Zhuo to brag again.
After calling Fu Zhuo, he called Mo Fei…
Having called everyone, he even posted his son’s photos in the family group, excited as if he just had a son now.
Chang Qinghua finished cooking, and as soon as she took off her apron, Ji Qishu came over holding his son. With one arm holding his son, he wrapped the other around Chang Qinghua’s waist, lowered his head, and tried to get intimate with her.
“What are you doing, we’ve been married for so long.”
“What do you mean ‘so long married’? We’ve only been married for a few years!”
In his mind, he was a deserted husband due to divorce. How long has it been since he got intimate with her? If it weren’t for his son, he would’ve dragged her back to the room right away. But there’s no rush. Now, he enjoys more the sense of security of holding his wife and child in his arms.
This sense of security feels too unreal. He still can’t believe it, so he needs to enjoy it a bit longer.
Chang Qinghua blushed and pushed him away: “Let’s eat, hand over our son to me.”
“It’s fine, I’ll feed our son.”
“Do you even have the patience for that?”
Ji Qishu was really in high spirits: “Right now, the thing I have most is patience. Should I feed both of you mother and son?”