A Beijing socialite stole my boyfriend; she went crazy after I got married.

As the most energetic child in the family, Xie Man's exercise room is bigger than his older siblings' toy house; it's practically a miniature version of a professional children's fitness playground.

The floor is covered with highly elastic, shock-absorbing, and environmentally friendly soft padding, and the four walls are covered with anti-collision soft padding.

At the very center is a complex indoor playground that combines a miniature climbing wall, Finnish pine ribbed frames, low balance beams, padded foam obstacle ramps, and suspended soft swings.

Jiang Chu pushed open the door and went inside.

Xie Man was wearing a breathable ginger-yellow tank top, her little face was flushed from running, and her forehead was covered with a layer of glistening sweat.

"Manbao, out on an adventure again?"

Jiang Chu leaned against the upholstered door frame, smiling and waving at him.

The nanny quietly retreated outside the door.

Upon hearing its mother's voice, the little guy, who was lying at the top of the soft slope, suddenly raised its head, its eyes lit up, and immediately slid down the slope like a happy little cheetah.

He scrambled to Jiang Chu's feet, his chubby little hands grabbing his mother's knees:

"Mom! Look! Man... Feifei!"

"Okay, Mom will watch you fly."

Jiang Chu took off her slippers and stepped barefoot onto the highly elastic soft mat, ready to be a qualified sparring partner.

Xie Man's morale soared after receiving encouragement from his mother.

With his two chubby little legs, he nimbly swam towards the soft climbing wall on one side of the room.

The little guy has amazing hand grip strength and core strength.

His chubby little hands precisely gripped the bottom colored rock spot, and with a push of his feet, he used both hands and feet to leap up the small platform that was half a meter high in just a few quick movements.

"Slow down, make sure you step firmly before you go up."

Jiang Chu followed half a step behind him, keeping a protective distance, with her hands lightly guarding his waist.

Xie Man climbed to the top of the platform, proudly puffed out his little chest, grinned at Jiang Chu, and then jumped down without hesitation!

"call--!"

He slammed steadily into the thick, massive sponge pool below, sinking most of his body in.

"Manbao is awesome!"

Jiang Chu was amused by him, reached out and "pulled" him out of the foam block, and then took his two little hands and did a fancy aerial somersault on the floor mat.

"Giggle giggle—!"

The little guy swayed in mid-air, his two little feet kicking happily in the air.

After landing, he was clearly still not satisfied, and pointed to the two wavy balance beams in front of him, pulling Jiang Chu's fingers forward.

"Mommy! Run! Run!"

"Okay, let's see who can walk more steadily, Mom or I."

Jiang Chu held his chubby little hand, lightly lifted her leg and took a step, walking steadily across the narrow balance beam.

Xie Man stretched out her other arm, desperately trying to maintain her balance, her little feet stepping on the soft, wavy protrusions.

"Feifei!"

After running two laps, he was completely having a blast.

Xie Man moved freely among the various soft-pack building blocks and obstacle ramps, sometimes crawling through caterpillar tunnels, and sometimes playing hide-and-seek with Jiang Chu on the soft mats.

The mother and son ran around the room, filling it with the little guy's laughter.

After playing for a full half hour, this perpetual motion machine-like mythical beast finally ran out of its last bar of battery.

He sprawled on the thickest beanbag chair, his chest heaving, but his chubby little hands still clung tightly to Jiang Chu's clothes.

Jiang Chu took the towel from the housekeeper and gently wiped her youngest son's sweat. "Are you tired from running, little athlete?"

Xiao Xie's eyes were half-closed, her body limp, and she mumbled indistinctly, "Mom... is... the... best..."

Jiang Chu never understood what he was trying to say.

Is it Mom who's more capable, or Manman?

Jiang Chu sighed, "I think it should still be me."

The housekeeper, Wang, stood silently outside the door, watching her.

-

It's that time of year again for a family dinner.

All three children had turned four, so Jiang Chu decided to bring them to the manor for a visit.

As the convoy entered the estate, the winter sun was casting its rays upon the dark gray stone facade of the main building.

They walked across the square, where the hardy moss in the cracks of the stones was deeply frost-covered, and the empty pool in the center was just a bare stone outline.

As soon as the couple entered the house, they went straight to the study on the second floor to check the current year's offshore capital accounts and dividend flows with the trust committee.

The children wandered around surrounded by bodyguards.

They were wearing different styles of custom-made cashmere coats. Although their faces looked similar, their expressions and temperaments were quite different.

Xie Zhuo tilted his head to look at the sculptures and paintings on both sides, Xie Yuan looked at the relatives coming and going in the distance, and Xie Man stared at the stone pillars and steps in the house.

Passing through a wide arched doorway, the soft clinking of bone china teacups echoed from the south-facing sunroom ahead.

Just then, a couple came out of there.

"Oh my, these must be the eldest young master, the eldest young lady, and the young master! They're all incredibly handsome!"

A distant cousin, dressed in a fur vest and with exquisite makeup, bent down and scanned the three children with her eyes.

She was also wary of the bodyguards who were poised to attack, so she dared not get too close.

Auntie looked at Xie Zhuo first, "Young Master, you really look like your father."

Xie Zhuo nodded to her.

The aunt felt it was a rare opportunity and wanted to say a few more words, so she offered some compliments, only to find that the three children weren't very interested.

Her eyes darted around, and she deliberately threw out a question that adults love to use to tease young children.

"Young Master, tell your aunt, at home, do you like your father more or your mother more?"

The relatives inside the greenhouse also craned their necks to look outside.

Xie Zhuo replied without hesitation, "I like them both."

My aunt was clearly not satisfied and pressed on relentlessly, her tone laced with a self-satisfied humor: "Oh dear, you have to choose one! If you could only keep one by your side, who would you love the most?"

Xie Zhuo's dark eyes narrowed slightly.

He didn't utter another word, but just stared quietly at the woman in front of him, his small lips pressed into a cold, straight line.

My aunt felt a sudden chill run down her spine.

Seeing that she had been rebuffed by her boss, the woman felt a little embarrassed and turned her gaze to Xie Yuan beside her.

The little girl was extremely beautiful, with porcelain-white skin and a pair of big eyes like black agates soaked in a clear spring. She looked soft, cute, and cuddly.

Auntie smiled again. "Young lady, what do you think? If one day your parents separate and don't want each other anymore, and the three of you can only live with one of them, who would you choose to go with?"

The butler next to her first frowned, then gave the woman a mocking look.

"And you?"

Xie Yuan spoke crisply, his expression showing no sign of panic, "If your mom and mom fell into the water, and you could only save one, who would you choose?"

The corridor fell silent instantly.