The City’s Strongest Son-in-law

Chapter 953: Chapter 952: Stay-at-Home Dad Su Changfeng

Despite Zhao Xiaona comforting him beside, Su Changfeng still felt a bit nervous inside. He took several deep breaths before slowly calming down.

However, Sunian seemed angry, thinking her father hadn’t cared for her well before, so she deliberately troubled Su Changfeng. As soon as Su Changfeng removed her diaper, the little girl suddenly peed again.

Startled, Su Changfeng became even more flustered, sweating profusely and instinctively reaching out his hand.

Yue Qingshan had been watching all along. Seeing Sunian pee on Su Changfeng’s hand, she burst into laughter.

In her mind, she had never seen Su Changfeng so nervous before, even when facing Ye Chenyu, Su Changfeng always seemed calm and collected.

It seemed, Su Changfeng truly cherished his child. Maybe only she and Chen Hanyue could make Su Changfeng this anxious.

”Sister Zhao, what should I do now? What’s my next step?” Su Changfeng hurriedly asked Zhao Xiaona beside him.

”Haha, kids are all like this. Unlike us adults, they can’t control it. First, let’s clean her bottom. If it’s too difficult, I can do it,” Zhao Xiaona said. Her willingness to help stemmed from knowing Su Changfeng hadn’t done this before, and suddenly facing this situation, it was indeed challenging for him.

However, Su Changfeng shook his head resolutely, unwilling to let Zhao Xiaona take over. Now that he finally saw his little treasure and could care for her, if a small hitch made him back down, wouldn’t he be letting her down?

For those used to such tasks, it would only take a few minutes, but for a rookie dad like Su Changfeng, it took a whole thirty minutes.

Fortunately, the temperature in Su Changfeng’s bedroom was just right, so Sunian didn’t catch a cold.

After finally changing his precious baby’s diaper, Su Changfeng relaxed his tense nerves, preparing to pick Sunian up, and suddenly the little girl started crying again.

”Perhaps she felt hungry after pooping. I’ll prepare some formula,” Zhao Xiaona said, turning to leave.

But Su Changfeng grabbed Zhao Xiaona’s arm firmly, saying, ”Sister Zhao, let me come along and teach me how to mix formula.”

Su Changfeng gave An Shiwen a look, saying, ”Make my little treasure laugh—if she’s still crying when I return, I’ll make sure you won’t be smiling.”

Hearing this order, An Shiwen was bewildered. This little one couldn’t even speak. He had never amused a baby before. What was he supposed to do?

”She’s a little treasure now. Think hard about what to do. I’m utterly powerless,” said Yue Qingshan, seeing An Shiwen blinking at her, hastily refusing him.

After all, she was a maiden who had never cared for such a young one and was truly unequipped to deal with it. More importantly, it was Su Changfeng instructing An Shiwen, and she didn’t want to intervene.

Seeing that seeking Yue Qingshan’s help was futile, An Shiwen realized he had to rely on himself.

In front of Sunian, he either sang or danced, not daring to stop for a second, fearing the moment he rested, this little treasure would start crying.

Meanwhile, Zhao Xiaona was guiding Su Changfeng on mixing the formula, and he was meticulously following instructions, committing each step to memory.

”Make sure the mixed formula is smooth. Since the child is still young, she can’t handle hard bits. After mixing, confirm there’s nothing lumpy,” Zhao Xiaona reminded.

Su Changfeng was diligently stirring the formula, not cutting corners. Once satisfied, he double-checked before handing it to Sunian.

Opening the bedroom door, An Shiwen exerted every effort, stopping Sunian from crying. Witnessing this, Su Changfeng was thrilled.

”You did quite well; I’m satisfied. Seeing your effort, you can ask me a favor—anything within my power,” Su Changfeng said calmly.

An Shiwen, hearing the praise, was ecstatic. He hadn’t expected that just by amusing Sunian, he’d receive compliments and immense benefits from Su Changfeng.

”Brother Changfeng, let me handle making the child happy in the future,” An Shiwen said jokingly.

”You... can you assure my little princess will be happy without crying or fussing?” Su Changfeng asked.

Hearing this, An Shiwen quickly sealed his lips, daring not utter another word. After all, he couldn’t guarantee such outcomes.

Su Changfeng handed the formula to An Shiwen, then moved to cradle Sunian.

After securing Sunian, he reached out for the bottle from An Shiwen.

Standing nearby, Zhao Xiaona reminded, ”Don’t feed too quickly; let her drink slowly to avoid choking.”

Su Changfeng cautiously held the bottle, and thankfully, Sunian seemed ravenous, eagerly drinking, her little mouth sucking continuously.

Seeing the little one in his arms, Su Changfeng smiled.

Everyone’s attention was on Sunian, and even An Shiwen smiled, as the little one was just too adorable.

However, there was one person whose emotions were a mix of complexities—Yue Qingshan.

At this moment, Yue Qingshan eyed Su Changfeng, contemplating how if she could bear him a child, he would treat her similarly, though such thoughts were mere fantasies, never to be realized.

Sunian drank heartily, showcasing a good appetite, and after indulging, seemed sleepy, suddenly dozing off despite her earlier energy.

Originally intending to let his daughter rest in his arms, thankfully, Zhao Xiaona reminded him it’s better if she sleeps lying down. Only then did Su Changfeng reluctantly lay her down.

”The room is getting crowded, potentially disturbing her nap; everyone should head outside,” instructed Su Changfeng.

Hearing this, Yue Qingshan gave Su Changfeng a knowing look, commenting, ”Our little princess will surely be a handful.”

Su Changfeng ignored Yue Qingshan, fearing his voice would disturb Sunian’s slumber. To him, everything he did was minor, merely a father’s duty. As long as it’s good for his daughter, he’s willing to do anything, indifferent to others’ opinions or thoughts.