CHAPTER 479: CHAPTER 479: I WANT TO BUY IT FOR HER

"You’re nuts, why would I want your heart? All I want is for you to be okay." Xu Xiuxiu couldn’t help but laugh and cry as she patted his chest. Song Yuanhuan’s profound affection always moved her deeply, he was so good to her, and it seemed that loving him was the only thing she could do in return!

"Whether or not you want it, that heart is yours!" Song Yuanhuan was quite serious as he lifted Xu Xiuxiu to sit beside him, his strong palm caressing her slender waist, "Our son said you wanted a cloth doll, so how about I buy you a whole car full of them tomorrow?"

"Why would I want a car full of cloth dolls!" Song Yuanhuan’s earnest declaration made Xu Xiuxiu’s heart flutter. This man always managed to charm her with his sincerity, even though she had felt a bit empty before: "I was just feeling a tad jealous of our son’s affection for his girl, nobody is ever that nice to me!"

"Who says you don’t have anyone? You have me! If you want the moon in the sky, I’ll find a way to pluck it down for you," Song Yuanhuan said with total earnestness.

"Really? Even the moon?" Xu Xiuxiu asked with a beaming smile.

"Really."

"Well, never mind the stars, I want you to go buy a cloth doll for me personally and bring it home, you have to choose it yourself, got it?" Xu Xiuxiu poked his chest, her tone coy and spoiled.

"Okay." Song Yuanhuan agreed promptly, not once thinking that Xu Xiuxiu was joking with him. Although he was usually a man of few words, he was always deeply affectionate toward Xu Xiuxiu. He said he’d buy her cloth dolls, and the next day, he really did bring home several big cloth dolls for Xu Xiuxiu.

"Wow! Daddy, why do you have so many cloth dolls? Did you buy them for Little Baby? But it isn’t Little Baby’s birthday yet, is it?" Little Baby, seeing Song Yuanhuan enter the room, leaped up excitedly. After the excitement, the little girl cocked her head and ran to Song Yuanhuan to inquire with curiosity.

Meanwhile, Xu Xiuxiu, who was preparing dinner in the kitchen, also walked into the living room in astonishment. To see the normally cold and distant Song Yuanhuan now awkwardly yet dominantly holding several brightly colored and adorable cloth dolls created a clash between toughness and softness, plus the cute mismatch, which truly exhilarated Xu Xiuxiu. Why did this man always know how to deeply touch her soft spots!

"These aren’t for you, Daddy bought them for Mommy," Song Yuanhuan said directly, addressing Xu Xiuxiu, with a forceful and harsh tone, ignoring Little Baby’s expectant face.

"Not for Little Baby? They’re for Mommy?" Little Baby twisted her head, pausing in confusion.

"Right."

"Daddy, does Mommy like cloth dolls too?"

"Yeah! Yesterday your brother bought you a super big cloth doll, and your mommy didn’t get one, she was very sad, so Daddy bought even more cloth dolls to make your mommy happy," although Song Yuanhuan was speaking to Xu Xiuxiu, his eyes were already deeply fixed on her, full of appeasement.

"But..." Little Baby was very upset. The girl, only seven or eight years old, had always been well taught. Yet as a child who had been indulged from a young age, each time she saw something she liked, she would get it. Now, confused, she wondered why she loved the rag doll so much, yet Daddy bought the rag doll for Mommy and didn’t buy her one, "So, Daddy, you bought so, so many rag dolls, and Little Baby doesn’t have even one. Can you give one to Little Baby?" The little girl, knowing the truth, was about to cry, but still she tried to hold back, expressing her true thoughts pitifully.

Why was Daddy so, so nice to Mommy? Did that mean he wasn’t nice to Little Baby anymore?

"No, all these are to be given to your Mommy." Song Yuanhuan cruelly refused, saying so while walking towards Xu Xiuxiu with the rag dolls in hand: "Do you like them?" he asked, with a gaze as magnetic as it was probing.

"I like them." Xu Xiuxiu nodded her head, slightly moved. She really hadn’t expected Song Yuanhuan to buy rag dolls for her, and he had bought so many. It made her feel as if she were still a young girl who needed the affection of her man, like a young girl that needed to be cherished.

"Then I’ll buy you more tomorrow." Song Yuanhuan, seeing Xu Xiuxiu’s smile, immediately felt that it was worth enduring a multitude of gazes on his way back home from the store in his military uniform, arms full with several rag dolls.

"No need." Xu Xiuxiu patted his hand and gently shook her head, feeling both amused and immensely sweet inside; she signaled Song Yuanhuan to look at their daughter about to begrudgingly cry her eyes out. Xiao Ya was feeling miserable; as parents, it would be better not to rub salt into her wounds.

"Mommy..." Little Baby, noticing her parents’ attention on her, looked up at Xu Xiuxiu with a pitiful face and called out in a delicate voice, full of expectation.

"What’s the matter?" Xu Xiuxiu, holding a large rag doll, pretended to be clueless as she looked down.

"Mommy, I want a rag doll too. This little fish is so cute..." Perhaps accustomed to getting her way, and with her family always centering around her, Little Baby felt a bit disheartened as she subtly hinted her request.

"But Little Baby already has so many rag dolls, and Mommy doesn’t have any. Besides, this is a gift from Daddy to Mommy. So Mommy can’t give it to Little Baby. Does Little Baby understand?" Xu Xiuxiu looked at her daughter’s pouting face with a mischievous air, the jealousy from yesterday now fully dissipated.

"Mommy... but I want this little fish. Little Baby really, really likes it." Little Baby said in an especially pitiful tone, touching the rag doll in Xu Xiuxiu’s arms that resembled a very goofy little fish, her eyes filled with affection as she admired it.

"But Mommy also likes this little fish, so what should we do?" Xu Xiuxiu squatted down to look her daughter in the eyes as she asked.

Little Baby suddenly wore a conflicted expression, glancing at Xu Xiuxiu and then at her father standing beside her. After a prolonged silence, she lowered her head in disappointment and chose to give up: "Alright! Then Little Baby doesn’t want it!"

"Such a good girl." Xu Xiuxiu praised Little Baby for her forbearance; she could see that her little girl really wanted the rag doll, but in the end, Xiao Ya chose to give up without throwing a tantrum to get what she wanted. Xu Xiuxiu was very satisfied with this, and after dinner, when Xiao Ya fell asleep in her sorrow, she quietly placed the rag doll Little Baby liked beside her pillow.

After all, as a mother of three children who had all come from her womb, she wasn’t truly a jealous young girl. She was simply seeking a sense of presence in Song Yuanhuan’s life and he hadn’t disappointed her. So if her daughter liked the doll, she wouldn’t be reluctant to give it; it was just that when Xiao Ya asked, Xu Xiuxiu couldn’t resist teasing her a little!