Sitting in the stroller, Tang Mian accompanied his parents for a shopping spree in the afternoon, and they had quite a haul.

Dad bought Mom a few new dresses, and Mom bought Dad a new tie.

They also bought a new pair of shoes for Tang Sheng.

In middle school, there were physical fitness exams, and the scores from these exams played a significant role in the overall results. Tang Sheng had started daily running practice as soon as he entered seventh grade.

Tang Mian… also got a new dress.

The dress was in a light pink color with a doll collar, and it had a very cute embroidered strawberry on the collar.

Tang Mian overheard his mom saying to his dad in a foreign language, “Mian Mian likes strawberries, and this dress suits him well.” His father nodded in agreement and went to make the purchase.

Tang Mian: “…”

He did like strawberries, as well as various strawberry-related things, but that didn’t mean he liked a dress embroidered with strawberries. Tang Mian decided to bring this little dress back home for Fu Shizhao to wear. Fu Shizhao was very obedient and would surely wear it. Thinking about this, Tang Mian’s mood brightened considerably. Sometimes, looking at things from a different perspective made them seem not so bad after all. Besides, he hadn’t seen Fu Shizhao in a dress before.

In the previous life, during the graduation ceremony in ninth grade, their class had decided to perform a stage play. He had been coerced into signing up, only to later find out that it was a gender-swap play – boys played female roles, and girls played male roles.

Coincidentally, he had been assigned the role of the Sleeping Beauty, and he was forced to wear a princess dress and a wig for quite some time. As for Fu Shizhao… Fu Shizhao had a nice voice and was the narrator backstage. He also rehearsed with them regularly, becoming the personal “attendant” who helped him with his dress and hair.

Fu Shizhao was quite skilled with his hands and had been good at crafts since childhood. At that time, Fu Shizhao had followed behind a group of girls to learn how to braid his wig.

Surprisingly, he did a pretty good job.

Anyway, Tang Mian’s fingers would get all tangled up, and he couldn’t create a hairstyle like that.

At that time, the girls in their class used to tease that whoever became Fu Shizhao’s girlfriend would have an amazing experience.

It was the age when young hearts were stirred, and both Tang Mian and Fu Shizhao had received their fair share of love letters, but they hadn’t started dating early. However… in their previous life, it seemed like Fu Shizhao had never dated anyone and had never been involved in any scandals.

Fu Shizhao was the complete opposite in terms of his focus on work and career. He was known in the Beijing area as a workaholic.

In contrast, Mu Zichen was quite versatile, with both male and female traits in his personality. Tang Mian secretly joked with his friends that Fu Shizhao must be lacking in certain aspects.

Even though… even though they took showers and went to the bathroom together in high school, and saw everything there was to see, Fu Shizhao still seemed to be okay. But… who said size equated to performance? Maybe Fu Shizhao was all show and no substance.

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Returning to present, Tang Minghuai and Shen Siwan pushed the stroller containing Tang Mian to a boutique store on the third floor of the mall. Tang Mian had insisted on personally selecting a gift for Fu Shizhao.

The boutique store was filled with a dazzling array of goods, and Tang Mian had a hard time choosing. His eyes were almost tired from the selection process. Eventually, he settled on a singing toy dog.

Each paw of the toy dog had a different function: one for recording, one for playing, one for singing, and one for adjusting the volume. When you wound it up, the dog’s tail would also wag back and forth, making it incredibly cute.

Since Fu Shizhao enjoyed music, this gift was perfect for him.

Before leaving, Tang Mian also picked out a small gift for Mu Zichen.

After all, Mu Zichen and his mom, Zhou Wen, had helped them a lot yesterday and even exchanged business cards with his parents. They had bought popcorn for him as well.

Tang Mian felt grateful to them.

Despite feeling a bit uneasy about Mu Zichen being Fu Shizhao’s friend, he didn’t really care. In the short time they had spent together, Tang Mian had already considered him a friend.

However, Tang Mian didn’t receive a phone call from Fu Shizhao until after dinner.

Annoyed, Tang Mian stuffed a few pieces of the chopped-up steak his mom had prepared into his mouth. His cheeks puffed out slightly, resembling a little pufferfish.

At this hour, kindergarten must have already let out, and Fu Shizhao was probably having dinner at home.

It was understandable if Fu Shizhao couldn’t call from kindergarten since it might not be convenient during class. However, they had been home for a while now, and he still hadn’t called. That heartless little guy.

What could he possibly be doing alone at home?

Tang Mian’s mind wandered, and he unintentionally ate until his little belly was slightly bulging.

The spring nights were cool, so Tang Minghuai and Shen Siwan didn’t take him for an evening walk. Instead, they went directly to the hotel they had booked, a double room.

Tang Mian’s leg injury hadn’t completely healed yet, and if they slept together, it might put pressure on his leg wound. So, they decided to let Tang Mian sleep alone on the bed.

After a quick wash, Shen Siwan came over to Tang Mian, who was sitting on the bed, happily drawing. Tang Mian was in the middle of sketching a cute little strawberry when Shen Siwan approached. He had just finished drawing the leaves on the strawberry.

The light in front of him was partially blocked by his mom, and Tang Mian lifted his little head in surprise. His gaze fell on the small dress she was holding, and alarm bells started ringing in his mind.

“Hey, Mian Mian, why don’t you try on the new clothes Mom bought today? We’ll take a few photos, and then you can take it off,” Shen Siwan coaxed in a gentle voice.

Tang Mian was inwardly resistant, but when faced with his mom’s smiling and comforting expression, he couldn’t bring himself to refuse. He felt guilty because his mom had always been so good to him, both in this life and the previous one. Thinking about how his mom had aged with white hair and mumbled incoherently in the previous life filled him with remorse.

Now, sitting in front of him, his mother had lustrous black hair, well-maintained skin with hardly any wrinkles even though she was in her thirties. She still looked young, gentle, and sometimes even a bit childish.

In his previous life, he had struggled to truly make her happy, and sometimes, even her smiles were just to comfort him.

But this life… it was just about wearing a little dress. If it could make her happy, he didn’t mind. A little boy had nothing to fear.

So, Tang Mian obediently set aside his small drawing board, extended his little hand, and allowed her to pick him up. He called out “Mom” in a sweet, playful tone.

Shen Siwan’s eyes formed crescent moons as she said, “Mommy promises to make Mian Mian look adorable.”

Tang Mian: “…”

Tang Mian: “…Yeah.”

Shortly after, Tang Minghuai, freshly shaved, returned to see his son wearing the little dress. His slightly longer, soft hair had been tied into two small buns, and each bun had a flowery clip attached. His little legs were resting on the soft bed, looking incredibly cute.

In fact, the dress was more suitable for Tang Mian now than pants because his injury was above the knee. Pants would need to be loose to avoid irritating the wound, whereas a dress wouldn’t touch it.

Tang Minghuai said to his wife in a foreign language, “It would be nice if we had a daughter.”

Shen Siwan responded with a smile and said in the same language, “It’s okay; he’s still little and can play for a while longer.”

Tang Minghuai approached the bed and playfully tapped Tang Mian’s little face with his freshly shaved one. He praised in Mandarin, “Mian Mian is so cute. How about giving Daddy a kiss?”

Tang Mian: “…”

Well, let his non-existent daughter give him a kiss then.

Later, Tang Mian did peck his father’s cheek.

Ever since the day when his father thought it was his beard that had made him cry, Tang Minghuai diligently shaved every day. He considered this little kiss as a reward.

Shen Siwan took several photos of Tang Mian, and although he felt a bit awkward, he cooperated willingly.

After all, he was already wearing the dress.

He didn’t mind these few photos at all.

However, right in the middle of taking photos, Shen Siwan’s phone suddenly rang with an incoming video call. “Hmm?” Shen Siwan lowered her head slightly. “Whose call is it?” Tang Gehuai asked casually.

“It’s Fu Yu,” Shen Siwan replied. “Calling on a video call.”

Tang Minghuai nodded. “Probably, it’s Zhao Zhao wanting to see Mian Mian.”

As Shen Siwan accepted the call with a smile, she agreed, “I think so.”

Tang Mian, standing on the bed in his dress: “!!!”

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