Chapter 345: Becoming a Flesh and Blood Mortal

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After having breakfast

An Xiaotu happily followed Tang Yucheng to work.

Inside the headquarters building of a special forces unit.

The officers passing by were taken aback to see Tang Yucheng holding a child in his arms and a beautiful and adorable woman beside him. Their jaws almost dropped in surprise.

It's only been a month since we last saw them, what have their major generals gone through

Tang Yucheng's cold eyes held an undeniable majesty, scanning the subordinates present with a chilling intensity. His thin lips were pressed into a tight line, his handsome face as cold as ice, and he strode towards the office.

An Xiaotu held her breath, following him nervously. She could feel an unusually serious and cold silence around them, her heart beating rapidly with anxiety.

Last time when Yu Cheng brought her here, it didn't seem as much of a spectacle as it is now.

Only after she entered Tang Yu's office did she dare to let out a long sigh of relief, patting her chest.

Tang Yuchen glanced at her reaction, a hint of amusement flashed in his eyes, but it was just an ordinary situation. At most, his subordinates were surprised to see him coming to work with his son, which scared her

He walked up to his desk and sat down, then calmly opened his computer and turned to An Xiaotu, saying, "Rabbit, make me a cup of black coffee. The coffee beans and other things are in the pantry."

"Oh, good," replied An Xiaotu at once.

Following his finger, I saw where the tea room was.

Tang Yucheng held his son in one arm, letting the little boy lie on his lap, while his other hand took up a document from the side, flipped it open, read through it, and then signed it with a pen.

After An Xiaotu finished brewing the coffee, she told him to just let her know if he needed anything.

However, Tang Yucheng didn't need her help with anything. At most, when subordinates brought documents, he would ask her to pick them up or occasionally ask her to find some files in the archive room. It was very easy work and wouldn't tire her out.

His office here was much like his study at home, and An Xiaotu could find anything for him with ease.

By lunchtime, the little guy, already hungry, whimpered twice. Tang Yucheng heard this and immediately instructed An Xiaotui to take the child to his private lounge for a feeding.

After a while.

Vice-official Shen, burdened with responsibility, knocked on the door and walked in from outside, performing a standard military salute.

Then, he walked over with a smile and said, "I didn't expect that after Major General became a father, he would become a flesh-and-blood mortal. He even has to tie his son to his belt when he comes to work. It seems he loves his son very much."

If one were to say that the General used to be a god, aloof and high above, now that he has a wife and children, he is like a man of flesh and blood, yet still incredibly powerful.

He didn't witness the morning scene, but listening to others vividly recount it was enough to imagine the sheer destructive power of what had transpired.

Thinking that he had missed such a wonderful moment, Shen Fuan's heart was filled with regret and remorse.

"Speak plainly." Tang Yucheng didn't even raise his eyebrows, his thin lips parted slightly, and he uttered three words icily.

"Ahem..." Deputy Shen cleared his throat and said with a smile, "I'm here especially to congratulate General on becoming a father."

He was tasked with satisfying the curiosity of many colleagues who came to inquire about the young man and see if he was as handsome as rumored, but it seemed the young man wasn't in the office.

The priest's sharp eyes swept over the office, his gaze finally landing on the door of the rest room.

The general's wife and that noble young master must be in the rest room.

It's really bad timing.

"Where's the red envelope" Tang Yucheng said coldly again.

"What, what" Deputy Shen was taken aback for a moment, not understanding what he meant.

This man, rarely patient with anyone besides An Xiaotu, explained, “You’re here to see my son, yet you didn't bring a red envelope Is this your first time meeting him”

"Uh..." Deputy Shen didn't expect that their boss, who was the wealthiest among them all, would actually ask him for a red envelope

After a second of stunned silence, he chuckled nervously and said, "Well, uh... the red envelopes are ready, but I came in such a rush that I left them at the office."

"My son will be coming this afternoon as well. If you want to see him, come back in the afternoon." After he finished speaking, Tang Yucheng unceremoniously gave him the boot and added at the end, "Don't forget to bring red envelopes."

"...Yes." Deputy Shen wanted to cry but had no tears.

Bosses who aren't short on money dare to brazenly ask for red envelopes for their sons, so how could they possibly not prepare one themselves

And the amount of this red envelope can't be too small, after all, his boss is backed by the entire R nation's prominent aristocratic family, who are wealthy beyond measure. If the red envelope is too small, he wouldn't even be able to present it!

Oh! That kid is too high-maintenance, just meeting him once caused him such heavy losses.

"By the way," Tang Yucheng said to his back as if he had just thought of something, "Ask around who else wants to see my son. Get ready with red envelopes. I can free up some time this afternoon to let everyone curious about him have a look."

Hearing this, Deputy Shen stumbled and almost fell flat on his face.

The general was terrifying. Even without leaving his office, he could sense their little schemes.

After An Xiaotu finished feeding her son, she walked out of his private rest room.

"Yu Cheng, did someone just come by" she asked casually.

The door to the lounge was slightly ajar, and I could faintly hear him talking with someone.

“Oh, it’s Deputy Shen. I heard that I brought my son to work today and prepared a red envelope for him; however, seeing that his son is not here and there are some official matters to attend to, he left first.” Tang Yucheng said, twisting right and wrong with a nonchalant face.

"Oh oh." An Xiaotu nodded upon hearing this, and didn't say anything more.

The little guy, who had been quiet a moment ago, caught a whiff of his father’s scent and immediately let out two choked sobs. His tiny arms flailed wildly in the air, longing to be back in his father’s embrace.

Seeing this, An Xiaotu helplessly and dotingly lowered her head to peck her son's rosy cheek, then handed the child over to a certain man.

She found this little one particularly clever. Before, if he wanted to go back to his father's arms, he would just cry. But now he had learned to fake tears. If two fake cries didn't get a response from the adults, he would then start crying for real.

Tang Yucheng held his son for almost half an hour, and then it was time to get off work.

As he was holding the child, he could only let An Xiaotu quickly tidy up his desk before taking both mother and child out of the office to go home for a meal.

Back home.

Auntie Rong had already prepared lunch and specially made two more nourishing dishes and a soup for Little An.

A little kid was already asleep on the way back.

Tang Yucheng let An Xiaotu eat first, and he took his son back to the room to settle him down before coming down to eat.cumbag.Truly, many things that haven't happened to you personally, and experiences you haven't gone through, make it impossible to truly empathize. So, don't tell victims how they should act.Right now...