This Alpha Is So Devoted to His Wife - Chapter 17

The last semester of kindergarten had begun.

On a sunny day, by the flower bed next to the kindergarten slide, other kids were running and playing, but these two little boys in light blue uniforms were squatting there, picking up leaves and whispering to each other with their heads close together.

“Little one, is your dad having another little sister for you?”

Duan Yu Luo, who had just found a green leaf, frowned when he heard Lu Xing He say that. “No way! My dad’s definitely going to have a little brother for me. A little brother can play Ultraman with me. A little sister can’t!”

He couldn’t stand the thought of a little sister. It would be just like playing princess games with Jiang Nianqiao, and he would have to wear little dresses for Jiang Nianqiao to dress him up. He definitely didn’t want to be a princess.

Lu Xing He looked up at the sky. Perhaps the sun was too dazzling. It shone through the gaps between the trees and onto them. He squinted his eyes, as if he had an idea. “Little one, do you know what a bet is?”

“What’s a bet?”

“It’s when you guess if your dad is going to have a little sister or a little brother.”

“I guess a little brother!”

“Then I guess a little sister.”

Duan Yu Luo’s face immediately scrunched up. “Ah… No, I don’t want a little sister. I want a little brother.”

“Let’s make a bet then. If I guess right, you’ll be my wife when we grow up. If you guess right, I’ll be your wife when we grow up.”

When Duan Yu Luo heard the word “wife,” he thought of his dad. He was a little confused. “Wife is Dad. Why would I be your dad when I grow up?”

Lu Xing He was speechless. He thought for a moment, staring at Duan Yu Luo. “It’s not about being a dad. Being a wife means we can play together forever and ever. Don’t you want to play with me?”

“I do!” Duan Yu Luo nodded forcefully.

“Then shall we bet?”

Duan Yu Luo’s expression turned serious as he thought about it. He bit the leaf, his cheeks puffed up, then he looked at Lu Xing He and sweetly agreed. “Okay!”

Lu Xing He saw him eating a leaf and reached out. “That’s dirty. Don’t eat it.”

Duan Yu Luo lowered his head and spit the leaf into his hand. He smiled, his clear eyes filled with innocence and romance. “Got it, Xing Xing.”

Lu Xing He stood up and went to the tire sink nearby to wash his hands. He felt that today was just like the day his dad said it was—a sunny day.

Night fell.

In the bedroom.

“Dad, I made a bet with Xing Xing!” Duan Yu Luo was lying by his dad’s bed, carefully touching his dad’s pregnant belly. He tilted his head and looked at his dad. “Guess what we bet on?”

His dad, Luo Songran, was leaning on the headboard, reading a bedtime story to his sons. He smiled. “I’m not going to guess.” Then he looked at his older son, Luo Yu Duan. “Piggy, you tell me.”

“Little one and Lu Xing He bet on whether you’ll have a little sister or a little brother. Little one guessed a little brother, and Lu Xing He guessed a little sister,” his brother Luo Yu Duan said honestly. He then squeezed between his dad and other dad and lay down. “I think it’ll be a little sister anyway.”

As he spoke, he seemed to hesitate a little, though it was unclear why.

His dad, Luo Songran,’s eyes widened. He looked at his younger son. “Duan Yu Luo, didn’t you say you wanted a little sister before? Why do you want a little brother now? You already have a brother, so why do you need another one?”

Oh, heavens, he already has two sons. Please don’t let it be another boy.

Duan Yu Luo sat cross-legged next to his dad, counting on his fingers, and said with conviction, “Dad, look. I have a brother. Qiao Qiao has a brother. Fan Fan has a brother. But none of us three have the chance to be a brother. If you have a little brother, then won’t I be a brother? Qiao Qiao also likes it when people call her ‘Big Brother’.”

Luo Songran was baffled by his son’s logic. “Can’t a little sister call you ‘brother’?”

“She can, but she might not play Ultraman with me. I want a little brother to play Ultraman with me. It would be super cool if our family could have sixty-eight Ultramans! All the other kids would be so jealous!” Duan Yu Luo did a transformation pose like his brother. “Right, buddy! We must always believe in the light! We must get more people to join us!”

His brother, Luo Yu Duan, didn’t like Ultraman. He quietly opened his Peppa Pig book, not planning on participating in the childish Ultraman transformation.

His dad, Luo Songran, couldn’t take it anymore and put his hand over the little one’s mouth. “Duan Yu Luo, I’m telling you, you’re going to lose. Lu Xing He will definitely win.”

“Ah! No way! I made a bet with him!” Duan Yu Luo quickly pulled his dad’s hand away. He knelt on the bed with his short legs, putting his hands together. “Bodhisattva! You’re so beautiful, please bless my dad to have a little brother for me!”

The dads were speechless. Where did he learn this? He even knows how to pray to a deity. “Did you learn this from Lu Xing He?”

“Yeah, he taught me. He said praying to Bodhisattva is more effective.”

The dads shook their heads helplessly. How did he learn so many Chinese traditions from that mixed-race boy? Who taught him all this?

“So what did you bet on with Xing He?” His other dad, Duan Yizhou, saw that Duan Yu Luo was a little upset and reached out to rub his head.

Duan Yu Luo let out a heavy sigh. “We bet that whoever loses has to be the wife. But I don’t want to be the wife.” He said, resting his chin in his hand with a melancholy expression. “I’m so handsome. How can I be the wife? I should at least be the husband. Dad, please have a little brother for me~”

After mumbling, he lay down next to his dad’s belly again, whispering “little brother, little brother…”

His dad, Luo Songran,’s eyes widened. He looked at Duan Yizhou in shock.

Duan Yizhou was speechless. I didn’t teach him that.

His dad, Luo Songran, found it amusing. He reached out and tapped his little son’s head. “And you know what ‘husband’ and ‘wife’ mean?”

“Of course I do!” Duan Yu Luo proudly puffed out his chest. He used his little chicken-claw hand to poke his dad. “You’re the wife.” Then he poked his other dad. “Husband.”

He lifted his face, smiling brightly. “The wife is the dad and has to listen to the husband. Isn’t that how you and other dad are? Of course I know!”

Just as his dad, Luo Songran, was about to say something, he felt Luo Yu Duan grab his little finger. He looked down in confusion and saw Luo Yu Duan say very seriously, “Dad, it’s definitely going to be a little sister.”

I can’t let Lu Xing He take my little brother away, Luo Yu Duan thought. I’d miss him too much.

His dad, Luo Songran, also became incredibly convinced when he heard Luo Yu Duan say that.

“Yeah, it’s definitely going to be a little sister.”

“Hmph! No way!” Duan Yu Luo put his hands on his hips and huffed at his brother.

Later, his dad really did have a little sister.

He lost the bet to Lu Xing He.

And he had to accept the consequences.

The days passed, one by one.

Throughout the entire winter break, Duan Yu Luo became Lu Xing He’s shadow.

The two little boys played everything. They would play in the rain together, and after they were done, they would stand facing the wall as a punishment together. They fed the peacocks at home, and the peacocks chased them. They fell countless times, but they weren’t afraid to fall.

They also caught loaches in the mud, planted rice seedlings in the paddies… They played every game they could think of.

To give their children more exposure to nature, their families built a more natural environment for them in the manor.

At that moment, a little boy was lying on the French window, his nose pressed against the glass door, turning into the shape of a pig. He was pouting and eagerly looking outside, wanting to go play, but it was drizzling.

He could only sigh onto the glass door, and his fingers traced designs in the mist.

“Little one, what are you doing?”

Duan Yu Luo turned and saw Lu Xing He walk in from the main door. His hair was a little damp. He pointed. “Did you get wet in the rain? I thought you weren’t coming because it was raining.”

He thought Lu Xing He wouldn’t come to his house because of the rain.

“I promised I would come.” Lu Xing He walked up to Duan Yu Luo and saw him lying on the glass door. “Do you want to go outside and play?”

Duan Yu Luo suddenly thought of a fun idea. He jumped up and pointed outside. “I want to play in the rain!”

Lu Xing He was speechless.

His brother, Luo Yu Duan, who was walking out of the music room, heard this and said, “Lu Xing He, don’t let the little one fool you. It’s raining outside.”

Five minutes later…

The two little boys, wearing little yellow duck raincoats and rain boots, ran out into the rain with a yellow umbrella.

The rain drizzled down. Their feet bounced, and the rain boots splashed shallow water on the grass. Playing in the water was a child’s nature.

Duan Yu Luo held the umbrella. The brim of his raincoat was a little too low, so he lifted his head to look at Lu Xing He, revealing his pale, smooth face. He used his umbrella to tap Lu Xing He’s umbrella. The raindrops fell, and he thought it was so fun. Even though he wasn’t doing much, he still giggled.

“Is it fun?” Lu Xing He held his umbrella. With his other hand, he adjusted the brim of Duan Yu Luo’s raincoat so it wouldn’t block his eyes.

“It is!” Duan Yu Luo started spinning his umbrella. He saw the raindrops flying as it spun, and he started to spin with it. His eyes lit up. “Whoa~ The water’s flying~”

Lu Xing He was caught off guard by the raindrops splashing on his face from the spinning umbrella.

“Oops.” Duan Yu Luo’s eyes widened. He was about to say sorry, but then he got splashed on the face by the water from Lu Xing He’s umbrella.

Lu Xing He had also started to spin his umbrella. Seeing Duan Yu Luo’s shocked expression, he was even more amused.

The two little boys started spinning their umbrellas, not wanting to be outdone.

From a distance, it looked like a battle between two little yellow ducks.

His brother, Luo Yu Duan, who was standing by the French window watching the little yellow ducks playing, was holding his Peppa Pig water bottle and drinking milk. His expression was serious as he turned to his dad. “Dad, they’re so childish.”

His dad laughed out loud.

He looked at the two children playing in the rain outside the glass window. Playing in the rain was nothing. They were at the age of peak curiosity. What made him happy was that it was a great thing to have a good friend who would play whatever you wanted to play with you during your childhood.

“Piggy, why don’t you ever play with them? Aren’t you bored?”

His brother, Luo Yu Duan, looked up at his dad. “Dad.”

“Hm?”

“I think watching them play is more fun.”

Even while playing, the little inheritors, who had important responsibilities, also studied seriously.

Because his father was a German duke, even though Lu Xing He was studying in China, the amount of learning he had to do was no less than what other members of the royal family had to do.

And the originally lazy little Duan Yu Luo, influenced by Lu Xing He, also started to learn how to skateboard. Even though he fell hard all the time and cried, he still persevered. He also started to learn how to swim. A landlubber was bound to swallow water, and he choked on it many times.

Then came fencing, rock climbing, horse riding, art, gymnastics, golf, and even ballet.

Over ten different classes filled their winter break, a perfect example of how with great power comes great responsibility.

In the ballet studio, two boys, one taller than the other, were wearing ballet clothes. Although they were still young and were boys, their bodies were flexible, and they stood straight with their eyes forward. In front of the mirror, they looked like two noble little princes.

Outside the dance studio, his dad, Luo Songran, was a little emotional as he watched.

His other dad, Duan Yizhou, saw his partner lost in thought and put his arm around his shoulder, patting it. “What’s wrong?”

“When I was little, my dad also made me take so many classes and follow so many plans. He raised me to be the heir of the Galaxy Group, but I think I might have disappointed him a little.” His dad, Luo Songran, looked at his little son, who was so serious, and smiled. “If my dad saw how amazing the little one is, he would probably want to train him personally.”

“You didn’t disappoint him at all. Everyone has different strengths and talents. Don’t underestimate yourself,” his other dad, Duan Yizhou, gently tapped his partner’s head. “The youngest chief violinist. Be more confident.”

“I know. Come on, let’s go pick up our older son. His programming class is about to end.”

Before they left, his dad, Luo Songran, turned back to look at his little son in the dance studio. He saw him fall to the floor. He might have hurt himself and was wiping away tears, but he still got back up.

It was impossible not to feel heartbroken.

But if he felt heartbroken now, it might cost them more in the future. The children of the Chu and Luo families were destined to shoulder the burden of the family’s century-old business, especially his twins.

As the future heir of the Galaxy Group, with great power comes great responsibility.

“Little one, does it hurt?”

Duan Yu Luo held back the pain of his scraped knee and stood up from the wooden floor. The tears in his eyes were welling up. He looked at Lu Xing He, who was worried, and shook his head. His sweet voice was filled with determination. “It doesn’t hurt.”

“Really?” Lu Xing He crouched down to check the little one’s knee. He saw that the pale knee was red. He looked up at him in worry. “Does it really not hurt?”

When Lu Xing He asked him again, Duan Yu Luo’s mouth pouted in grievance, and tears fell. But he quickly wiped them away with his little hand. “It doesn’t hurt at all!”

“You’re so amazing, little one,” Lu Xing He stood up and wiped the tears from his face. “You’re the most amazing kid I’ve ever seen.”

“Really?!”

“Of course. When have I ever lied to you?”

The ballet teacher on the side felt a wave of warmth. These two young masters were the most low-maintenance and mutually supportive children he had ever taught. Their resilience and ability to handle setbacks were so strong, and they weren’t spoiled. Especially the smaller one, Duan Yu Luo. He cried often, but he was truly not spoiled.

The older one was even better. He was persistent in everything he did.

These two were the best study partners.

After ballet class, they had a break for lunch and then began their fencing class in the afternoon.

In the fencing hall, the two little boys changed into their fencing uniforms. They had been learning for over a month, and today was their assessment.

“First, hold your foil and salute your opponent.”

Duan Yu Luo held the foil with one hand and his mask with the other. Since he was still a human child, his posture wasn’t standard, and the hand holding the mask was a little strained because it was so small. But his little face was serious and focused, as he looked at Lu Xing He, who was standing opposite him.

Lu Xing He was now his opponent. Under the coach’s guidance, they performed the fencing salute to each other.

Lu Xing He’s height, which was superior to his peers, made his posture straight and tall, like a little gentleman. He met Duan Yu Luo’s gaze and performed the salute.

“Second, you must salute the referee; third, you must salute the audience.”

They did as they were told.

“The salute is complete. Put on your masks.”

The two boys picked up their masks at the same time, looking at each other seriously, and then put them on.

Time flew by.

At St. Lidon International High School, the fencing club was holding a fencing competition for the freshmen. The students in the stands were nervously watching the two young men holding foils on the field.

The young man nonchalantly adjusting his foil was tall and handsome, with distinct facial features. His deep blue eyes, like the ocean, gave him a calm temperament. His broad shoulders and tall, lean body were not hidden by the fencing uniform. His excellent mixed-race genes made his body proportions eye-catching for a seventeen-year-old.

He was noticeably a head taller than his opponent.

The young man opposite him had a delicate and handsome face, with an innate nobility in his features. His body was slender and well-proportioned, and he looked calmly at his opponent.

“Little one, wanna bet?” Lu Xing He held his mask and walked up to Duan Yu Luo. He leaned in, looked at him straight on, and a smile played on his lips. “This time, let’s bet on who loses.”

There was a significant height difference between the two, a full half a head. When they got close, the collision of physique and youth made the crowd, which was supposed to be silent, unable to help but make excited noises.

Duan Yu Luo looked up, meeting his childhood friend’s smiling and challenging eyes. He unhurriedly took a few steps back and, at the same time, put on his mask.

“Sorry, but I’m definitely going to win.”

Lu Xing He smiled and put on his mask.

Through the grid of the mask, their eyes met, as if they were using their gazes to express the familiarity they had for each other over the past ten-plus years.

They knew each other too well, including their fencing tactics.

The referee said, “En garde!”

“Allez!”

The two foils cut through the air, launching an attack on each other.