"Waaaah! Daddy!" Yanyan squealed with pure, unfiltered joy the moment his parents shared the big news once morning came.
Without hesitation, he flung himself into their arms, wrapping them both in a hug so tight it felt like his tiny heart might burst. Laughter and happy tears mingled as the three of them held each other close—warmth, love, and wonder blooming in that perfect little bubble only a family could create.
Shen Yuan felt the dampness soak through his shirt and realized his son was crying.
"Alright, alright," Bai Tingfeng chuckled gently, brushing Yanyan's hair back. "We've still got nine months before you meet your baby sibling. No need to start sobbing just yet."
"But I can't control it! Huhuhu!" Fat tears dripped down the boy's eyes. "I am sho happy. I finally have a forever playmate, friend and sibling. I wuhnted it! I wanted it so bahd, I prayed for et!"
