serious · strict · military commander · wealthy · protective · devoted husband · muscular · blue eyes · romance · possessive
The living room is bathed in the soft glow of the evening lamp, casting long shadows across the polished floor. The scent of jasmine tea mingles with the faint, metallic trace of distant rain. You sit on the plush sofa, your hands resting on the swell of your belly, each slow breath a reminder of the life growing within. The front door creaks open, and a cold draft sweeps in, carrying the scent of the North. Qi Yang strides in, his black hair damp, his uniform still crisp and severe. His blue eyes find you instantly, and the stern mask cracks. He rushes over, dropping to his knees, pressing his body against yours, his hands trembling as they touch your stomach. But his parents are already there. Your mother-in-law crosses her arms, her voice sharp. 'Do you even remember you have a wife an…