In November 2026, winter arrived once again.
Outside Jilin City, the first heavy snow of the year was falling. In the villa area of Songbei Ski Resort, Jiang Ran was sitting by the window, holding a cup of hot chocolate, gazing outside with a troubled expression.
It wasn’t a big deal. Five minutes ago, she had calculated and realized the child in her womb might be a Capricorn—
If it’s a girl, that’s fine.
But what if it’s a Capricorn boy?
Capricorn men are fussy, sensitive, clingy, and somewhat self-centered to the point of selfishness—they have a terrible reputation! It’s said even dogs wouldn’t date them! Ahhhhhhhhh!
Jiang Ran tugged at her hair, expressionless as she thought bitterly about how she had shouted for years, “Cherish life, stay away from Capricorn men,” and now this was the punishment from heaven for her verbal recklessness?
She was lost in thought, absentmindedly watching the snowy scenery outside.
Jiang Ran’s house sat on a small hill, allowing her to see the road in front of the door just by looking down. At this moment, a young couple was walking toward the ski resort, carrying their skis and chatting, their faces filled with anticipation for the new snow season. Maybe they wanted to learn how to carve turns, or maybe they wanted to learn a nollie, or even to jump off a kicker…
She didn’t know what they were talking about.
But they probably never imagined that above them, the champion of the Milan Winter Olympics was stretching her neck to watch them leave, her eyes filled with genuine envy.
“Ugh, I want to ski.”
Jiang Ran stamped her foot, her voice slightly nasal, almost like she was pouting.
“Beijiao, I can’t even carve turns anymore.”
There was no response from behind her, but Jiang Ran was already used to it.
“It’s all your fault. You couldn’t even choose the right time to get me pregnant. Couldn’t you have gotten me pregnant in winter and had the baby in summer—so I could go skiing right after my postpartum period ends?”
Then she wouldn’t miss a single day of snowboarding, and her child could be a Virgo or a Scorpio. Those zodiac signs are either clean freaks or, while being a general warm-hearted type, are quite warm-hearted indeed. Isn’t that better!
Jiang Ran sighed, counting on her fingers. Through the window, she saw the snow accumulating in the yard. She reached out and adjusted her fuzzy sweater. It would definitely be cold outside, but she really wanted to touch the fresh snow.
She reached out to turn the handle in front of her—the door leading to the courtyard—
“Try stepping out that door with one foot.”
From behind her, a cold male voice sounded.
Jiang Ran turned around. Behind her, a man in a white hoodless hoodie was sitting by the sofa, installing bindings on his snowboard.
“…”
She had never seen such shameless double standards.
She removed her hand from the doorknob, placed her hands on her waist, and walked to the coffee table, looking down at the man adjusting the bindings sponsored this year. Envy, jealousy, and hatred twisted her expression.
She lifted her foot and, in a high-difficulty move for a pregnant woman, kicked the snowboard off the coffee table.
The snowboard made a dull sound as it slid off the table and landed on the carpet. Beijiao looked up expressionlessly. At that moment, the binding in his hand was also thrown aside.
His elbow was lifted, and a woman, round and full from good nutrition, bent down and crawled into his arms, sitting on his lap.
She didn’t seem to worry at all about the man being unhappy with her series of domineering actions.
Her soft bottom pressed against the man’s taut thigh. Jiang Ran reached up, wrapped her arms around his neck, and kissed his chin. “Honey,” she called him, “you won’t let me go out, but I’m so bored.”
In her third trimester, she had very little entertainment to pass the time.
Playing on her phone was also boring. With the influence of hormones and other chemicals, Jiang Ran had become increasingly clingy recently.
“I miss you so much. Do you miss me?”
They hadn’t seen each other for almost a week.
When Beijiao was in Guangzhou, he had been extremely busy, running between the hospital and school every day. As the snow season approached, Qiu Nian and Li Xingnan’s child could already roll over. He was a little angel who would let anyone hold him. So, the couple decided to leave the baby with their elders again and came to Jilin to attend the opening ceremony of Songbei Ski Resort.
Jiang Ran had nothing to do at home, even though she was pregnant. She was now the club’s living mascot. After being repeatedly invited by the club owner and wanting to see the snow scenery as winter approached, she also came to Jilin.
Beijiao knew he couldn’t stop her. He worked for two weeks straight, took a few days off, and only had time to fly up today at noon.
So, calculating it all out, they had been apart for about six or seven days. Such a short time apart made Jiang Ran feel like it had been ages.
It was unbelievable. They had been together for so long, but every morning when she opened her eyes, she still wanted to kiss him.
She wanted to sit in his lap when she had nothing to do.
And she really did that.
Now, she was clinging to him for a kiss, teasing his tongue so much that he didn’t even care to look at his brand new snowboard that had just been unboxed and was now on the floor. One big hand supported her waist as he lowered his eyes to look at her—
She had her eyes closed, her nose and cheeks flushed a pretty pink from passion. Her pink tongue occasionally peeked from behind her lips as they kissed.
She hadn’t done her hair since getting pregnant. Her long, black hair wasn’t as curly anymore, soft and draped over her shoulders. Her black hair matched her white chunky knit sweater, which hung off one shoulder, revealing a small patch of smooth, pale skin…
This made her look like a freshly unwrapped marshmallow.
The sharpness and difficulty of her usual demeanor had completely faded, leaving only softness and sweetness.
People often say that pregnant women gain weight and become less attractive, but they only see the negative side—actually, to a man who truly loves his pregnant wife, she only becomes more beautiful than ever.
She had changed slightly from before, but all these changes were proof of the seed he had planted in her body taking root and growing…
It was proof that two completely unrelated people had become one.
Just thinking about it was enough to move and excite any man.
The big hand around her waist tightened slightly, his grip deepening as he kneaded her. Jiang Ran was breathing heavily in his arms but still refused to let go, clinging to his neck.
She leaned toward his ear, kissed his earlobe, and whispered mischievously, “You haven’t answered yet. Do you miss me?”
He slightly pulled them apart, looking down at her, his dark eyes filled with turbulent desire.
“Jiang Ran,” his voice was very hoarse, “don’t tease me.”
Oh.
She did it on purpose.
She was just bored and wanted to tease him.
…
During the later stages of pregnancy, she could still do things like this. The doctor even encouraged it, as long as safety and hygiene were ensured.
But Beijiao wasn’t really willing. Every time it started, he looked like an unwilling innocent man, with a reluctant expression on his face.
It wasn’t that he really didn’t want to.
It was mainly because Jiang Ran was too clingy.
Their child was actually very well-behaved. Except for the first week when it seemed to announce its arrival, causing Jiang Ran to have morning sickness, she had eaten and slept well afterward. All the prenatal checkups had given the green light, and the doctor’s most frequent advice wasn’t “bed rest” but “maintain your current lifestyle”…
She didn’t even suffer from prenatal depression and was in a good mood all the time, just becoming more sensitive and unusually clingy, clinging to Beijiao like a little eunuch serving a queen—
Like now, she was completely turned on by Beijiao and reached out to tug at the drawstring of his pants.
But when they actually did something, he hadn’t even had a chance to move before she cried out in pain.
Then she would scold him for not being gentle enough.
This familiar scene, if the atmosphere weren’t wrong, Beijiao would have wanted to scold her. He rolled his eyes, turned over, and leaned back on the sofa, saying helplessly, “Fine, you do it yourself then!”
Jiang Ran clicked her tongue and muttered, “Fine, I’ll do it myself.”
Then she switched to self-service mode.
Her sweater was pulled up to her elbows, her nightgown slightly disheveled at the hem.
She supported her waist, moving slowly like a big clumsy bear. Her body had become heavy, and she walked much slower than before. Eating had also become slower, which could drive someone crazy.
But she didn’t care whether Beijiao was going crazy or not. She was enjoying herself, sighing in satisfaction after her body and mind were relaxed—
Beijiao wasn’t satisfied, though.
His temple throbbed as he negotiated with the woman clinging to his shoulders, “Can you hurry up?”
Hearing this, Jiang Ran turned her head to look at him, a bit confused and innocent: “Are you impatient?”
She lifted her hips slightly, feeling the temperature of his embrace rise even higher. She blinked, puzzled. “Your mouth says no, but your body says yes?”
Beijiao grabbed her waist tightly, his voice almost irritable: “I’m talking about your pace!”
“…Oh.” Jiang Ran smiled innocently at him. “But my back is so sore, I can’t go faster.”
“…”
This was exactly why Beijiao didn’t want to do it with her.
Every time, she was happy, but he felt like he had been used up.
After the ordeal finally ended and she was satisfied, entering the sage mode, she no longer hugged him sweetly and called him “Honey.” When he touched her, she frowned and moved away lazily, saying, “Don’t bother.”
Seeing her completely treating him like a tool, he had complaints he couldn’t voice, feeling unsatisfied while having to clean up the mess with a dark expression.
When Jiang Ran was sitting on the sofa, red-faced and chewing an apple while watching TV, she noticed the person beside her flipping through a calendar.
“What are you looking at?”
She kicked him with her toes.
“When you’re due.”
Jiang Ran stopped chewing her apple. “Why are you in such a hurry?”
“It’s not that I’m in a hurry.” Beijiao said expressionlessly. “I just feel like I’m going to get prenatal depression.”
“…Beijiao, don’t be so fragile!”
…
He threw the phone away and lay down on her legs. “You can’t keep bullying me like this.”
Jiang Ran immediately put her hand over her navel. “Hmph! Watch your words, don’t let my baby hear you! You’re so scheming. Other dads do prenatal education by reading fairy tales to their babies, but your prenatal education is badmouthing me!”
Beijiao rolled over and pressed his face against her belly, kissing it. Then he was kicked by their big baby through the thin layer of skin.
“He kicked me.”
The large dog’s eyes sparkled, wagging its tail so fast it almost created an afterimage.
“Why didn’t you look so happy when he kicked you?” Jiang Ran finished the remaining half of the apple. “Are you being biased?”
The dog’s tail drooped.
He sighed and touched her soft chin gently. “Hurry up and give birth, please.”
…
December 31, 2026.
It was once again the busiest time of the snow season. The club owner sighed, just because at this crucial time for making money, his club’s star attractions…
Were all the way in Guangzhou.
[Has she given birth yet?]
I’m so nervous, wuwuwuwu!
[Second car! Nian Nian! Start the live stream!]
[Ah! God Jiao hasn’t entered the delivery room? Sister Ran won’t let him in? She’s got personality!]
[So what’s going on now? Can someone tell me? I’m also inexplicably nervous. Boss, have you prepared the red envelopes? After the second car’s son, another snow二代 is born in the club. We’re all getting old, wuwuwuwu!]
The club’s WeChat group chat was buzzing with messages flying quickly.
Qiu Nian was pinching his son’s soft cheeks while still brainwashing the baby, “Quickly, send your delivery bird god to the woman in labor to give her a daughter. Then you won’t have to worry about finding a girlfriend in the future…”
“Don’t talk nonsense!” Beside Qiu Nian, someone with pale face and knees hugged to their chest couldn’t help but bark at him, “If it’s a daughter, my daughter will never get married.”
Qiu Nian: “…”
Li Xingnan took the baby from Qiu Nian and handed the phone to him, telling him to reply to the WeChat messages asking about the birth. It was getting annoying.
The phone was then thrown to Ajue, who was peering through the delivery room door nearby.
Ajue looked at the dozens of @ messages and felt his vision darken.
The group members were still crazily tagging Beijiao. By this point, his phone was already turned off because he was utterly fed up with them.
[Second Car: I’m your grandpa Huang Can, don’t fucking @ your god Jiao and mess with his mood. He’s about to faint!]
The group was silent for a few seconds, then exploded with “hahahahaha.”
Ajue turned his head and just happened to see Li Xingnan bending down to show his son to Beijiao. “Don’t you want one? My son can come with a Rolls-Royce wedding procession.”
Beijiao reached out and gently touched Li Nian’s delicate, fair face while he was asleep. The baby yawned in his sleep and smacked his lips.
Beijiao lovingly withdrew his hand and then said expressionlessly, “Thanks for the offer, but my daughter will never get married.”
Facing such an unyielding person, Li Xingnan could only roll his eyes at him and take his son away.
On the benches outside the delivery room, people were sitting crowded. Inside, there were occasional shouts calling Beijiao’s name, usually followed by words like “bastard” or “useless dog”—
Two hours later, at 10:15 PM.
On the last day of the year, everyone’s expectations were finally fulfilled. Beijiao and Jiang Ran’s son was born at last, a chubby boy weighing eight jin and two taels, with a little “package.”
The delivery room was filled with harmony. A moment ago, the little nurse who was telling jokes to Jiang Ran was praising how cute the baby looked, a result of both parents’ good looks…
Jiang Ran didn’t care.
No matter how much they praised him, she couldn’t feel proud at all. Right now, she felt like this pain was worse than when she broke her leg on the track.
So for half of the entire process, she was cursing Beijiao’s ancestors.
When the nurse brought her the son, she cried uncontrollably, looked at her son, kissed him once, and then sniffled, saying, “I want a divorce.”
The little nurses in the delivery room burst into laughter. Jiang Ran felt even more wronged and emphasized again, “I’m serious.”
This thought somewhat faded when she pushed out of the delivery room and saw her man’s face, which didn’t look much better than hers.
It almost completely disappeared when she saw Beijiao, who was about to rush over, but was stopped by the nurse. Forced to stop, he looked at his son for a moment before rushing over to her.
There was an unprecedented scene in front of the delivery room—
The baby was being held by his plump grandfather, sleeping soundly with his eyes closed, not crying at all. A group of relatives and friends surrounded the newly delivered mother, asking if she was cold or hot, no one leaving.
“It’s a son!”
“Damn it, Jiang Ran, you’re letting me down. Why is it a son! My daughter-in-law is gone! He looks so adorable… Wuwuwu I might even have to face the crisis of you stealing my daughter-in-law!”
“Let me see, let me see—”
“Wow, the sweat is flowing down your forehead…”
Until the mother shouted for everyone to move away and not block the fresh air, people reluctantly dispersed.
Jiang Ran returned to her ward, wiped her face, and meticulously wiped off her sweat. After a while, she finally received her clean baby.
The heavy, more than eight-jin bundle was placed in her arms. She kissed his sleeping face, feeling like he looked a bit like her…
At this moment, she suddenly thought of something. Almost instinctively, she reached out and pulled aside the baby’s swaddling, revealing one small ear. When she saw the faint, almost invisible mole on her son’s earlobe, her hand trembled.
“You didn’t wait long for me, did you? Are you angry? Don’t be angry. You should learn from your dad. He never gets angry with me.”
She kissed his forehead again and again. “In the future, if the sky falls, your mother will hold it up for you.”
She murmured softly, her eyes turning red.
Beijiao was sitting on a small bench by the hospital bed, leaning forward and stretching his neck to look. Jiang Ran lifted her head and happened to meet his gaze.
The two were silent for a moment.
Jiang Ran seemed to just remember there was someone else.
Jiang Ran: “Want to hold him?”
Beijiao nodded.
Jiang Ran: “No.”
Beijiao: “…”
He had been counting the days for a month, thinking everything would be fine after the birth. But his torment had not ended yet—it had just begun!
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