The Big Sheep and Little Sheep Cuddle the Wolf

Rebirth for Both | Rekindled Romance | Amnesia, Leaving with the Child | Raising a Kid

01

Wu Qian had both fame and fortune, and was a well-known business magnate in Haicheng. She prided herself on having lived a life devoid of love or attachment. By her reckoning, she simply could not have made such a colossal mistake:

She had once kept a country boy.

The two of them had raised a daughter together.

In the old photo, laminated at a traditional photo studio, she was clearly in her early twenties, smiling brightly with a little girl in her arms. Beside her stood a tall, unmistakably handsome man with an old-fashioned charm.

Wu Qian looked up at the star executive assistant she had always admired from a distance. With red-rimmed eyes, the woman was sorting through her father's belongings, completely unaware of the truth. Her features were exquisitely beautiful.

So that was what sharing a surname meant.

Wu Qian thought this was one hell of a joke.

02

Wu Qian was determined to uncover the truth and bond with the little one. After staying up all night, she came down with a dangerously high fever. When she opened her eyes, she was back more than twenty years in the past. She was just about to breathe a sigh of relief when she realized the year was wrong!

The little girl was already two.

Wu Qian: "..."

How on earth had she made such a huge mess of things?

Heaven had given her a second chance, but hadn't fixed the biggest bug?

You can't judge people by appearances.

So this was a fox spirit in disguise.

She had been disciplined and self-reliant since childhood, with clear goals. She probably wouldn't lose her head over someone.

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Wu Qian honestly couldn't remember whether the child's biological father was any good in bed. But you could judge a man's size by the details: broad shoulders, narrow waist, long fingers with prominent veins, a high nose and thick brows... He ticked every box.

Her embarrassing past was right there, quietly and reservedly cleaning the enormous villa. Wu Qian weighed his adorable daughter, so clean and soft and fair, in her arms. That earned him another point.

Without even looking up, she asked, "Want me to make it up to you?"

Chen Zhichuan's gaze swept over the familiar, luminous skin and unadorned face he hadn't seen in so long. Their daughter, as precious as his own life, was nestled against the hem of her elegant dress. "All right."

Wu Qian gestured for him to go on.

"I need this job," Chen Zhichuan said.

A man eager to wait on someone? There had to be more to his intentions.

But in the end, Wu Qian had read too much into it.

Every day Chen Zhichuan stayed, he did his best to make himself less noticeable. He didn't even let his gaze linger on her. He dutifully washed her underwear, and after she warned him, he obediently never touched it again.

What the hell?

Wu Qian lowered her eyes to the little one, plump and rosy-white like a ball of glutinous rice. She pinched the child's tender cheek and kissed it. So where exactly had you come from, little one?

Are you and your dad putting on this timid act for me?

Content warnings:

1. SC, not a power couple and not a strong female lead.

2. Every character has flaws. Readers who only want one character to dote on may want to skip this.

3. Planning to write a second child later, also a girl.

4. Written for the author's personal tastes. When inspiration strikes, the characters may go off the rails. It won't get too angsty, but don't force yourself to read if this isn't your thing!

Theme: Cherish every moment of the present.