RMM -Chapter 306 A Son Is Meant to Make His Mark

When Su Ruo and Xi Yuechen arrived at Li Lichen’s home, he was in the kitchen helping his wife. Hearing the doorbell, he quickly washed his hands.

“Coming, coming!” he called out loudly, then said to his wife, “They’re here—hurry up.”

Li Lichen took two quick steps to the door and opened it—then froze for a moment.

The couple standing outside was indeed Xi Yuechen and his wife… but Xi Yuechen was actually holding a child in his arms!

Right, right—Xi Yuechen did have a son. Of course he would be carrying him…

Li Lichen snapped back to his senses and hurriedly greeted them. “Perfect timing, perfect timing. The food’s almost ready. Come in, come in.”

Seeing Su Ruo, he broke into a smile. “It’s been a long time, sister-in-law. You’re still just as beautiful. Yuechen really is a lucky kid.”

“Oh no, you flatter me,” Su Ruo replied with a gentle smile, modest as ever.

“I’m just telling the truth. Don’t be too humble,” Li Lichen laughed.

After guiding Xi Yuechen and Su Ruo to the sofa, Li Lichen sat down beside Xi Yuechen, clearly wanting a closer look at the child in his arms.

At that moment, Li Lichen’s wife came out of the kitchen.

“Yuechen, sister-in-law, you’re here! Sit, sit. Old Li, why are you just sitting there? Go pour some tea for our guests!”

She was a straightforward, warm-hearted woman—smiling brightly, her manner open and generous.

Only then did Li Lichen realize he hadn’t poured tea yet, and he quickly stood up to busy himself.

“Political Commissar Li, please don’t trouble yourself. We’re not thirsty,” Su Ruo said with a smile.

“Oh no, tea must be poured,” Li Lichen’s wife said cheerfully. Then she turned to Su Ruo. “I’ve long heard that sister-in-law is a rare beauty. Seeing you today—your reputation truly isn’t exaggerated.”

This was Li Lichen’s wife’s first time meeting Su Ruo. She hadn’t expected her to be so young—already a mother, yet still so stunning. You couldn’t tell at all that she had recently given birth. Her bearing was elegant and refined, clearly someone raised in a distinguished household.

What was even rarer was that despite coming from such an eminent family—and becoming a colonel’s wife at such a young age, with Xi Yuechen’s future clearly limitless—there was not the slightest trace of arrogance in her expression. Only gentleness and humility.

Clearly, Li Lichen had already gossiped with his wife about Xi Yuechen and Su Ruo’s family background.

After discreetly sizing her up, Li Lichen’s wife immediately took a liking to Su Ruo. She wanted to chat with her a bit more, but the dishes were still cooking, and she was also a little intimidated by Xi Yuechen’s natural authority. So after exchanging a few more words, she hurried back into the kitchen.

“Hey—didn’t you say it was a son?”

After pouring the tea, Li Lichen immediately leaned back over to Xi Yuechen, craning his neck to admire the “crown prince’s” noble countenance. One look, and he was so startled that he blurted the question out loud.

Su Ruo couldn’t help laughing. She knew Xi Zi looked a bit… gender-neutral at the moment, but being so confidently mistaken for a girl was still amusing.

“It’s a son,” she said.

Xi Yuechen was clearly displeased that his son’s gender had been misidentified. He corrected him in a low voice, then looked down at the child in his arms.

Looking closer, even Xi Yuechen had to admit that with the light yellow outfit and the little red hat, his son did look a bit “girlish.” It made him feel oddly uncomfortable—if he was a son, he should be dressed like a proper little man. How could he be dressed so delicately?

But when he remembered that this was his little woman’s doing, he quietly brushed aside his dissatisfaction and kept his expression neutral.

What the ever-wise Xi Yuechen hadn’t considered was this: his little one couldn’t even sit up yet—how exactly was he supposed to look like a “proper little man”?

“A son?”

Li Lichen widened his eyes and leaned in closer, carefully studying Xi Yuechen’s child.

“Take off the hat,” Su Ruo said to Xi Yuechen.

Their son was good-looking, certainly not overly feminine—but he was still very young. Dressed in such bright reds and yellows, his fair skin made him look especially soft and rosy. If the hat came off, the heroic air he inherited from his father would be obvious.

Xi Yuechen immediately removed Xi Zi’s little red hat and set it aside. Xi Zi had been asleep, but between Li Lichen’s chatter and his father’s fussing, he opened his eyes and woke up.

When Xi Zi revealed his thick little buzz cut and opened eyes identical to Xi Yuechen’s, he instantly became a perfect miniature version of his father. There was nothing delicate about him anymore—he was downright adorable, a tiny cool guy.

Xi Zi glanced first at Li Lichen. Realizing he was a stranger, he withdrew his gaze and turned to look at his father instead. His soft, pale little hand reached out and gently tugged at Xi Yuechen’s shirt.

“Now that I look closely, he’s a bona fide little handsome fellow,” Li Lichen laughed. “He didn’t waste his parents’ good looks at all. Yuechen, he really takes after you. You must’ve looked just like this as a kid.”

Watching Xi Zi amuse himself, Li Lichen couldn’t help but sigh fondly. The little crown prince really was endearing.

Xi Yuechen merely raised an eyebrow at the comment, neither confirming nor denying it.

The meal ended quickly. Li Lichen’s wife was an excellent cook—the dishes were rich in color, aroma, and flavor, and the table was lavish.

Both Li Lichen and his wife were great conversationalists, so the meal was thoroughly enjoyable. Su Ruo felt completely at ease and developed a good impression of the warm, capable political commissar’s wife. She even thought that if she had time in the future, she might come by for visits.

By the time they returned home, it was already late. After feeding Xi Zi, Su Ruo began to feel sleepy—she usually took an afternoon nap.

Checking the time, she looked up at Xi Yuechen. “Chief, when are you heading back?”

Xi Yuechen was reading in his chair. Hearing her question, he turned his head slightly. “Two-thirty. Go sleep for a bit.”

Two-thirty? That meant only forty minutes left. Seeing that he didn’t seem like he planned to sleep, Su Ruo lay down on the bed and mumbled, “Then I’ll nap for a while. If you want anything for dinner, text me.”

Xi Yuechen watched as Su Ruo fell asleep almost instantly, a faint smile curving his lips. Listening to the steady breathing of one big and one small on the bed, he quietly returned to his book.

That afternoon, the entire reinforced regiment was in an uproar.

Everyone was eagerly awaiting Xi Yuechen’s arrival, and when they finally caught sight of him, the commotion only intensified.

Xi Yuechen could hear them from afar. As he approached, he saw his soldiers behaving like horses let loose—jumping around restlessly—while the battalion and platoon commanders nearby didn’t even try to rein them in.

Only when Xi Yuechen walked closer did they settle down, automatically lining up. Yet their eyes remained fixed on him, sneaking glances every few seconds.

Though he didn’t know what was going on, Xi Yuechen didn’t immediately scold them.

“What’s going on?” he asked the first battalion commander beside him.

“Regimental commander… they don’t know where they heard it, but they’re saying you’ve got a child now, so they…”

After speaking, the battalion commander stole a glance at Xi Yuechen’s expression, afraid he might be displeased. The regimental commander was usually so stern, reserved, and taciturn, rarely saying more than necessary. He didn’t interfere with harmless gossip as long as it didn’t affect work—but this gossip involved him. Who knew whether he’d take offense?

They might chat privately about the regimental commander—but only privately, never to his face. Now it was right in front of him. What if he got angry?

What the battalion commander never expected was that Xi Yuechen showed no displeasure at all. Instead, he nodded and—astonishingly—explained:

“Yes. It’s a son. Six months old.”

Pfft…

It wasn’t just the battalion commander. Everyone within earshot mentally went pfft—they just had the good sense to do it silently.

Strange things happened every day. Today just happened to have an abundance of them.

First came the rumor—no one knew where it started—that the regimental commander already had a child, and that he’d been seen at noon carrying the baby and visiting friends with his beautiful wife.

In no time, the news spread through the entire regiment like it had grown wings. Everyone exploded with excitement, as if they were the ones who’d just become fathers.

After all, the news of the regimental commander’s wife joining him had already stirred them up enough. Life in the army was monotonous year-round—three hundred and sixty-five days of sameness—so even the smallest tidbit could become headline news, let alone something involving their silent, cold, iron-blooded commander.

Normally, the only things they could gossip about were his abilities, his military achievements, and vague rumors that his family background was extraordinary. Beyond that, there was little else to say.

Now first, the commander’s wife arrived—a great beauty, someone they’d all seen. They’d heard her family had generations of military service; as for what rank, that was far beyond people like them. All they needed to know was that sister-in-law was beautiful and good-tempered.

They hadn’t even finished processing that when another depth charge dropped—

The regimental commander already had a child!

Of course no one could stay calm. Even the battalion commanders couldn’t help being curious whether the news was true.

Now that the commander himself had confirmed it, and the confirmation spread rapidly, the soldiers’ excitement surged yet again.

“Regimental commander, when can we see your son?” someone shouted.

The one who called out was Wang Ze. He’d been by Xi Yuechen’s side longer than most, had a bit more nerve, and dared to speak up in front of him.

Besides, Wang Ze was very good at reading people. Just look at the commander—far from being upset, his expression was noticeably gentler than usual. What did that mean? It meant the commander doted on his son and didn’t mind letting everyone know about him.

So what was there to fear? Naturally, he asked what everyone wanted to know.

Sure enough, as soon as Wang Ze finished speaking, the crowd fell completely silent, all eyes fixed on Xi Yuechen, waiting eagerly for his answer.

“In a few days,” Xi Yuechen said after a moment’s thought, not refusing the question. “In a few days, I’ll bring him over for everyone to see.”

What he was thinking was this: his, Xi Yuechen’s, son was born to stand out. Seeing more of the world from a young age wouldn’t hurt—he needed to build courage early on.

And the army was clearly the best place to temper a person. Let the child adapt ahead of time.

No matter what ambitions Xi Zi might have in the future, he would inevitably spend time being tempered in the army. As long as it was proper and lawful, Xi Yuechen wouldn’t interfere with his interests—but he must sweat in the military and inherit the upright, unyielding soul of the armed forces.