Forced Pampering: Haughty Husband, Please Restrain Yourself Chapter 1059 - 1072: Your Dad Is Amazing

Having interacted with An Ran a couple of tis, Sister-in-law Song knew that although An Ran was young, she was not rash. Thinking about the performance incident, Sister-in-law Song felt that it was likely that Huang Xiaoyu was picking on An Ran again.

Unable to defend herself, Huang Xiaoyu gave An Ran an indignant look and turned to leave.

"Mom, Mom, I just saw them shooting!"

As the auditorium doors opened, Hairong’s excited voice ca in first.

Hairong, with his little short legs, quickly ran up to Wang Xia, "Uncle Zeng took to watch their training. Those guard uncles are really amazing. They climbed over such tall walls in a flash, and those suddenly appearing frisbees were shot down before I could even see them clearly. Mom, is my dad like that too?"

Before Wang Xia could speak, Sister-in-law Song chid in from the side, "Of course, Rong’s dad was like that too. He held the title of sharpshooter in the Guard Team for several years. Every ti there was a mission, Rong’s dad was the best."

"Really?" Hairong’s eyes lit up even more after hearing Sister-in-law Song’s words, seeking confirmation from his mom.

Wang Xia patted Hairong’s head, her eyes full of affection, yet flashing with so inexplicable light, "Yes, your dad is very impressive."

An Ran knew that when Sister-in-law Song ntioned Rong’s dad, she was referring to Rong’s real father, Haigang. She had heard from Mu Xingfeng that Haigang was also outstanding and that his sharpshooter title was only broken when Mu Xingfeng joined the Guard Team.

It was clear that a man who could compete with Mu Xingfeng was indeed extraordinary.

But as for the dad Wang Xia ntioned, she didn’t know who that was.

"When I grow up, I want to be a guard too, to be just as cool and impressive as Dad."

Hairong, full of longing, didn’t notice his mother’s expression.

An Ran, looking at Hairong, suddenly felt a bit puzzled. Did Hairong know who his father was?

Soon, it was Army Day. The sky was clear, and there was a refreshing breeze.

After his usual morning training, Mu Xingfeng returned ho as An Ran was just getting out of bed.

Knowing her habit of sleeping in, Mu Xingfeng always went straight to the canteen to buy breakfast after training and brought it back.

Watching his little wife frowning at the quilt, Mu Xingfeng chuckled softly, put the breakfast on the dining table, and walked into the bedroom.

"Frowning so early in the morning, aren’t you afraid of becoming a little old lady?" he said, reaching out to smooth her forehead.

An Ran just tossed the quilt onto the bed, "It was hard enough to fold the single quilt neatly, and now you’ve swapped it for a double sumr quilt. How am I supposed to fold it into a neat square block?"

In the Guard Team, Mu Xingfeng used to have military cotton quilts and military blankets for the sumr. When An Ran ca, they each had their own quilt. Although she folded two quilts every morning, the cotton inner core was easy to handle, and having been used by Mu Xingfeng for a while, it was easy to fold along the previous creases into a neat square, even more precise than what she had managed under Mu Xingfeng’s guidance during military training.

But this ti at the team, for so reason, he had switched the mattress to a thick soft one, which she could understand, and had also changed the blanket to a double sumr quilt. The quilt was indeed more comfortable, but folding it was truly a challenge.

Mu Xingfeng embraced her from behind, taking her small hands in his, his chin resting in the crook of her neck, looking down at those small hands, "With such dexterous hands, how can you not fold the quilt properly?"