Surrounded by the Billionaire's Deep Doting

“Su Xiaomeng, about that night—”

One sentence from Yin Shixiu and her world tilts.

He’s her best friend’s thirty-two-year-old uncle, a man whose name opens every door in the city, and the last person she wants to tangle with.

“Uncle, look—you weren’t thinking straight and I was blackout drunk. Let’s just pretend it never happened, okay?”

“…Fine.”

Three months later he discovers—via an excited niece—that Su Xiaomeng is pregnant.

“The moment the baby’s born, you let me leave. No more hounding me!”

“…Fine.”

He signs the marriage contract she writes herself.

“Uncle, I need spicy hot pot at midnight…”

“…Fine.”

He’s out the door in the snow, gathering ingredients until his fingers turn blue.

“Uncle, I’m scared. He’s kicking so hard—it hurts…”

“Alright, alright—no more babies after this.”

On the eve of delivery, he strokes her back, whispering promises until her breathing steadies.