<strong>Chapter 1169: 1168, calling mom is useless</strong>


    Happy days always seem to pass by particrly quickly.


    Wen Ran spends every day with the nanny looking after the three kids, asionally answering calls from Mo Xiuchen. Before she knows it, the day is over.


    She doesn’t need to intentionally diet. She’s busy and fulfilled every day. After the babies go to sleep, she takes some time to practice yoga. Two monthster, she’s back to her pre-pregnancy figure.


    What’s different from before is that the gentle charm of motherhood has added to her brow and eyes, every frown and smile filled with allure.


    Mo Xiuchen’s love for Wen Ran has not diminished because she has had children. On the contrary, he loves her even more. Every evening after the babies fall asleep, he loves to tease her before allowing her to sleep.


    “Ranran, today Zhi Wei’s father asked Ah Kai when he and Zhi Wei are going to get married.”


    On the night when they took the babies’ hundred-day photos, Mo Xiuchen, content with his meal, embraced Wen Ran in his arms.


    “Is there a date set?”


    Wen Ran looked at Mo Xiuchen in surprise. Recently, it seemed that the rtionship between her brother and Bai Yiyi had improved a bit. Although they still argued whenever they met, Yiyi agreed to let Tongtong stay over at the Gu Family.


    “Ah Kai is busy with work. He has to go abroad before the end of the year, so the date hasn’t been set.”


    Mo Xiuchen exined with a smile. If Zhi Wei didn’t push Ah Kai, he might really marry her, but the more she pushes, the more irritable Ah Kai bes.


    An hour ago, he even called to ask him out for a drink.


    In his view, it’s difficult for Gu Kai and Zhi Wei to end up together; he’ll likely break up with Zhi Wei sooner orter.


    **


    As winter turns to spring, Ziyi, Momo, and Xinxin, the three little ones at ten months, are learning to talk, stand, and walk, busily and joyfully.


    They often vie for their mother’s attention together; whenever Wen Ran kisses one baby, the other two immediately mor for kisses too.


    At these times, Wen Ran feels immensely proud, and Mo Xiuchen, watching all three little ones rush into Wen Ran’s arms, can’t help but feel jealous.


    “Ranran, did you send me to work so that when the babies learn to talk, they’d learn to say ‘Mama’ first? Why don’t they call for me?”


    Mo Xiuchen, feeling jealous, watches Wen Ran embracing the three kids, leaving him out in the cold. When he reaches out to hold one, none of them want him.


    Wen Ran giggles, her eyes brimming with happiness and contentment, “Why would that be? I taught them to call ‘Daddy’ too. Now that you mention it, I think Momo will first learn to say ‘Sister’ and ‘Brother’, not ‘Daddy’ or ‘Mama’.”


    “Really?” Mo Xiuchen’s lips curl into an indulgent smile and he steps forward, authoritatively scooping Momo into his arms.


    Wen Ran nods, “Yes, I just noticed these past few days that Momo can say ‘Sister’ and ‘Brother’ more clearly.”


    True to Wen Ran’s words, Momo learns to call out “Sister” and “Brother” first while learning to talk, even before “Mama” and “Daddy”.


    Not only Momo, but Xinxin is the same, learning the words “Sister” and “Brother” early on.


    Only Ziyi seems to dislike being the youngest, stubbornly refusing to learn to call “Sister”, only “Daddy” and “Mama”.


    Since they didn’t know Xinxin’s exact birth date, they had registered the triplets together when registering the birth.


    Naturally, they also celebrate their birthday together.


    On the triplets’ first birthday, which falls on a Saturday, Mo Xiuchen wanted to organize a grand celebration, but Wen Ran preferred not to make it public. In the end, they only told a few close friends.


    “Ranran, I can’t make it back for my godson and goddaughter’s birthday. I’ll make it up when I return,” Bai Xiaoxiao told Wen Ran via an international call two days in advance.


    “It’s okay.” No sooner had Wen Ran spoken when Momo snatched the phone away, identally hitting the hang-up button.


    “Ah, Momo, why did you hang up on your godmother’s call?” Wen Ran looked at Momo holding the phone in surprise.


    “Mommy.”


    Not far away, Ziyi, holding onto the sofa, picked up another phone from inside it and waved his little hand towards Wen Ran.


    Wen Ran turned her head, saw Ziyi holding the phone, and couldn’t help butugh, reaching out to him, “Ziyi, bring the phone to mommy.”


    Ziyi grinned and the next second, really threw the phone, walking unsteadily towards Wen Ran.


    Since he had just learned to walk these past few days, Ziyi dared not walk step by step, purely running, and before reaching Wen Ran, he raised the phone in his hand.


    “Giggle giggle…”


    Momo, who had snatched the phone to y, saw Ziyi’s unsteady gait and giggled constantly.


    Xinxin, sitting on Mo Xiuchen’sp, seeing this, also excitedly pped her hands, looked up, and shouted towards Mo Xiuchen, “Mommy.”


    Then she struggled with her tiny body, wanting to get down.


    “Ranran, Xinxin ising.” Mo Xiuchen smiled and called out, cing Xinxin on the ground. Before she could run, Momo nearby threw the phone in her hand, shouted “Mommy,” and plunged into Wen Ran’s other embrace.


    “Ziyi, pick up the phone and give it to daddy.” Mo Xiuchen saw that both Momo and Ziyi were squeezing into Wen Ran’s embrace, and if Xinxin went over, there would be no more space.


    Ziyi turned his head to look at Mo Xiuchen, then nced at the phone Momo threw on the floor, his beautiful eyebrows furrowed, and he pushed Momo who waspeting for mommy’s embrace.


    “Mommy.”


    Momo, pushed by her brother, pouted her lips in grievance, her hands tightly grasping Wen Ran’s arms.


    “Ziyi, don’t push your sister.”


    Wen Ran smiled and patted Momo’s head, paused, and then said, “Momo, you threw mommy’s phone on the floor, go pick it up.”


    Momo looked pitifully at Wen Ran, “Mommy.”


    “Crying out mommy won’t help, pick it up and give it back to mommy.” Wen Ran, though gentle in tone, had the authority of a mother.


    Momo turned her head to look at Mo Xiuchen and Xinxin in front of the sofa. Seeing Xinxin still resting on the coffee table and noting topete for mommy, she hesitated, then turned around, bent down, and picked up the phone.


    Mo Xiuchen let go of Xinxin, took two steps forward, then crouched down, calling towards Xinxin.


    Xinxin learned to walk a bitter than Momo and Ziyi. While Momo and Ziyi could already wobble around, Xinxin still dared not walk by herself.


    Momo picked up the phone, saw daddy squatting in front, Xinxin holding on to the coffee table, timidly looking at daddy. A glint of mischief shed through her eyes. She crisply called out “Daddy,” then it was unclear whether she was walking, running, or lunging towards Mo Xiuchen.


    Mo Xiuchenughed heartily, and when Momo lunged onto his back, he turned around, embraced her, and with Xinxin watching from the coffee table, seeing that Momo dared to run to daddy and was even held in his arms, hope flickered in her eyes.


    “Xinxin,e here, don’t be afraid.”


    Mo Xiuchen, holding Momo with one hand, extended the other towards Xinxin.


    Xinxin pursed her lips, looked at daddy, then looked at mommy farther away, then again at Momo, who wasughing joyfully in daddy’s arms, finally let go and took a step.