The Male Wife

Chapter 001

Pei Cheng was still desperately waiting for his so-called husband to appear at the last second before he died, but he only waited for his little boy.

The little cub he gave birth to had never called him daddy, nor had he looked him in the eye.

But at the moment when Pei Cheng's life was threatened, the little boy rushed out and stood in front of Pei Cheng.

Pei Cheng swears, he has never regretted it so much.

He once regretted being born in Pei's family, regretting marrying into Jiang's family, regretting giving birth to a cub, but these regrets were not as strong as they are now.His little cub, from toddler to babble, from thin to skinny to a gloomy little boy, did not see his change with his own eyes.

He missed too much.

In January of the year Haowu, Pei Cheng, the husband's wife of the second master of the Jiang family, and Jiang Yanzhi, the eldest son of the second master of the Jiang family, both died of natural disasters, and their bodies were nowhere to be found.In October of the third year of Hao, Pei Cheng, who had been seriously ill for several months, finally gradually recovered.

In the cold wind, Pei Cheng, who was leaning against the door, looked at the little boy who was hugged by the maid not far away, feeling complicated.

The boy standing aside rolled his eyes and said flatteringly: "Young master still wants to be hugged at this age, isn't it a bit too embarrassing for the Jiang family?"

Pei Cheng glanced at the servant lightly, "Talky."

The boy's half-bowed body froze.

This Pei Cheng, why did his temperament change so much after a serious illness.

The maid saw Pei Cheng from a distance, curled her lips, walked up to Pei Cheng with the skinny little boy in her arms, bowed her body with difficulty, and said, "Hi, young master."

The little boy was looking at Pei Cheng without blinking at first, but when Pei Cheng looked at him, the little boy turned his head quickly, with a cold attitude, completely different from the little boy who was expecting to be approached by his father just now.

Pei Cheng didn't care at all, he leaned over, looked the little boy up and down, frowned, "He is..."

How could the little boy in front of him be completely different from the white baby or the cold boy in his memory...?Was this sallow-faced and thin guy in front of him, so thin that his bones were almost visible, that he was born in October?

The little boy originally had only a cold expression on his face, but after hearing Pei Cheng's words, his face turned black instantly.

The maid was in a hurry, and hurriedly explained: "This is Master Yan Zhi, Master Pei, did you forget?"

The maid's expression was a bit indescribable, but more of it was gloating. This Pei Cheng was seriously ill, and he didn't even know what his own child looked like. Could it be that he was sick and stupid?

What a silly father and son.

The little boy's body froze, and his eyes were slightly wronged and resentful.

Pei Cheng didn't notice anything strange, and ordered to himself: "Put him down and prepare..."

But the maid stepped forward and said: "Young master, I know that the young master has eaten just now, it's time to rest now, I'll take him back first."

Pei Cheng frowned, but still waved his hand, letting the maid take the little boy away.

The maid left quickly, and after walking a few steps, the maid glanced at the little boy in her arms, and a hint of impatience flashed in her eyes.An unfavored husband and wife bring their eldest son who is not valued, what else do they want to make?

The little boy moved uneasily, but the servant girl pinched his arm fiercely with his nails, and his face turned pale from the pain.

The servant girl said in a bad tone: "Young master, this servant is very tired from holding you, can you be quiet?"

The little boy endured the pain and did not dare to resist or ask for help.Because he tried it, and it didn't work at all.

Pei Cheng wrapped the cloak around his shoulders tightly, and looked at the back of the little boy walking further and further away, feeling inexplicably uncomfortable.

After hesitating again and again, Pei Cheng sighed deeply, raised his foot resignedly, and walked in the direction where the maid left just now, "I really owe you in my previous life."

But, he really owed him in his previous life.

The boy rubbed his hands in the cold wind, reluctantly following Pei Cheng's pace.

Pei Cheng's good mood didn't last long, because he heard the conversation coming from inside the house before he entered the courtyard.

The young maid's tone was disdainful: "Pei Cheng can't even recognize his own baby. It seems that next time I bring another child to him, he probably won't recognize that he was swapped."

The nurse clicked her tongue and said, "Let me tell you, this man is still not as good as a woman in giving birth to a child. Look at Pei Cheng, he still can't even enter the main house after giving birth to a boy for the Jiang family."

The young maid sneered, and asked with great interest, "Sister Feng, you said you have been driven to the side courtyard for so many years, does Young Master Pei still remember what he looks like as a man?"

The nurse was about to respond when she heard a bump behind her.

Pei Cheng stood at the door, with the cold wind howling behind him, the atmosphere was stiff for a moment.

The wet nurse was so frightened that she broke out in cold sweat, "Young Master Pei, we..."

The maid put down the embroidery in embarrassment, "Young Master Pei, we weren't talking about you just now, listen to our explanation..."

Pei Cheng glanced at the two of them condescendingly, and resentment rose in his heart in vain.

These people dare to say such nonsense in the little guy's ear, damn it!

Speaking of the little bun, Pei Cheng just woke up like a dream, and his eyes began to search for someone.

Soon, Pei Cheng saw the little brat squatting in a corner curled up into a ball, and his heart ached.

He made up his mind to hold the little boy he raised in his palm, squatting on the ground without shoes in this cold weather, and didn't wear any clothes to keep out the cold... How dare these two damned women treat his son like this !

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