Signing In At The Civil Affairs Bureau, I Was Rewarded With A Gorgeous Wife

"Son, you've learned quite a bit while I've been away from Magic Capital."

Sitting in the passenger seat, Song Bu looked at Song Yun's handsome profile and said lightly, "I don't care how you achieved your status today, but I need you to promise me that you will never do anything to harm our country! Otherwise..."

"What, you'd actually go so far as to turn against your own son?"

Song Yun asked, joking.

After a moment, Song Bu realized the likelihood of that was slim and sighed, "Then I would really have to take you and flee for our lives! Just the thought of it is damned painful!"

Just at that moment, Song Yun suddenly felt a sharp pain at his temples. He slammed on the brakes, and after restarting the car, the suffocating sensation disappeared.

"What's wrong?"

Song Bu asked, puzzled.

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"It's nothing... Maybe I'm just too tired and starting to hallucinate..."

The four of them drove back to the luxurious villa.

Ye Qingqing, being pregnant, was extremely sleepy and went up to rest early.

Song Bu patted his behind and also went back to the bedroom to find his wife. He had too many things he wanted to discuss with her, of course, all about Song Yun's growth.

"Mr. Song, since the madam has already gone to sleep, you shouldn't go back to the room and disturb her rest."

Yang Yingying had been quite frightened tonight, but even with a pale face, she was meticulous in her duties.

Damn it, I really shouldn't have gone to that crappy car race today!

I've been playing with a lunatic all day, and now I can't even return to my own room!

That damned race! I'm reporting you to someone tomorrow!

"Captain Yang, aren't you curious why Brother Huang's voice keeps switching between male and female?"

Song Yun was someone who was particular about where he slept. It was manageable when Ye Qingqing was with him, but now that he was kicked out of the room, he was in no hurry to sleep.

"Our responsibility is to ensure the safety of the madam and the little life, and nothing beyond that is on our list of concerns!"

Yang Yingying, having regained her composure, said coldly.

What a boring woman she is. Is there nothing in her world but work?

"Brother Huang, would you like a drink?"

Ying Ying had returned to her room, so Song Yun, sitting alone in the living room, called out to Huang Baoding. Huang Baoding was sweating bullets; his body's second soul had driven like his life was worth nothing!

If it wasn't for his own extreme efforts to suppress the other's excitement, his car might have been the second to crash into the cliff!

"Come on, let's not go to bed sober tonight!"

Just as Huang Baoding was about to grab the alcohol, he shivered all over, and a female voice came through again: "After drinking, the body smells awful! I don't like it! Now, immediately, go back to your room and sleep!"

"Sister, please give me some personal space!"

Huang Baoding's own voice regained control for a moment, but the next second, he was overruled: "No! Women who go to bed late get wrinkles!"

After saying that, he went back to his room on his own.

Poor guy!

Song Yun shook his head, thinking that now he must be the most idle person in the entire villa.

Forget it, let's go to the study!

Early the next morning, Song Yun felt his nose tickle repeatedly.

He hadn't even opened his eyes when he grabbed Qing Qing's hand, which was perched by the bed.

"Husband~ time to get up~"

Ye Qingqing pulled back Song Yun's blanket to find him bare, and her face turned red with a spitting sound.

"What, not used to it yet?"

Song Yun opened his eyes, smiling, and pulled Qing Qing into his arms. He was about to kiss her when a loud "bang bang bang!" came from outside the window.

Yanking the curtains open, there stood Yang Yingying, dressed as a maid, who said coolly, "Mr. Song, please control your emotions!"

"No, damn it!"

Song Yun was about to get up, but realizing he was naked, he grasped this life's cover to shield his body and yelled, "Where did you come down from!"

"Wire work."

"Get out!"

"Madam..."

"Get out!"

"Damn, it's killing me!"

Song Yun pulled the curtain aside, his chest heaving wildly. This was not hiring a nanny. This was like hiring a dad!

"Bang bang bang!"

The study door was knocked, and without thinking, Song Yun yelled, "Get out!"

"You little brat, got a big temper now, huh!" Bai Qiu pushed the door open and twisted her own son's ear: "Qing Qing's baby is still young in the womb! You must restrain yourself! Understand!"

"Mom, I'm not dressed..."

"You were born of me! What haven't I seen on you! Hurry up and get dressed, come downstairs for dinner!"

After speaking, Bai Qiu left with Ye Qingqing. Before leaving, Ye Qingqing turned her head and made a face at Song Yun.

At the dining table, Song Yun was eating a sandwich and drinking milk. Under the table, Ye Qingqing's legs kept rubbing against him; her small feet occasionally knocked against the skin on his leg.

Alright, Ye Qingqing!

When you get through these ten months!

You'll have it coming!

Song Yun bit into the sandwich furiously, trying to use his appetite to replace the itch in his heart.

"Honey, I'm going to the office today~ Pick me up at noon~" Ye Qingqing said to Song Yun with a teasing wink.

"Hmm, do you need me to take you?"

"No need, I have Ying Ying and the others with me."

"..."

Talking about the very thing he wished to avoid, Song Yun finished the last bite aggrievedly and stormed upstairs to catch up on some sleep.

"So young but always so lazy." Song Bu frowned, slapped Song Yun, and said, "Come downstairs and practice with me!"

"Dad!"

"Hmm?"

"Let me change my clothes..."

With no other choice, seeing his father's eyebrows about to stand up in anger, Song Yun thought of the old man who he couldn't defeat but was like a toy in his father's hands. It sent a shiver down his spine, unable to defend, unable to defend...

In the spacious garden, Song Bu beckoned Song Yun over.

Song Yun got into position, pushing his speed and strength to the limit, throwing punches and kicks using all he had learned.

But Song Bu kept sighing and shaking his head at these attacks.

"Not enough strength! Put more force into it!"

"Your speed is even slower than a dog's! Waiting for the enemy to walk you around like a pet?!"

"Speed up, speed up!"

Under Song Bu's successive roars, Song Yun gradually felt the shackles binding his body breaking one after another.

"Faster! The enemy won't just defend without attacking like me!"

"If I were a real enemy, you would be dead by now!"

"Aah!"

Song Yun let out a roar, his right foot stomped the ground fiercely, and his speed surged dramatically. He didn't use any fancy moves, just a punch that pushed the approaching Song Bu back four to five meters!

"Now that's more like it!"

Then Song Bu raised a hand, and before Song Yun could even catch the trajectory of the attack, he felt a chill at his chest and found himself airborne, crashing into a pond!

"True martial power lies in the simplest of techniques, but what makes it strong? It's the speed, the strength! Hold on to these two points, and no matter who stands before you, they're nothing but children!"