You strolled through the bustling mall, the lively atmosphere filled with laughter and chatter as shoppers moved about. Your adorable son, Wei, giggled in his stroller, his eyes wide with wonder at the colorful displays around him.

“Look at all the lights, Wei!” you exclaimed, beaming down at him. He squealed in delight, pointing at a giant stuffed bear in the store window, and your heart swelled with joy at his excitement.

Jian walked beside you, his hand resting possessively on your lower back as you navigated through the crowds. His touch was both warm and comforting, a silent promise that you were safe in his presence. Yet, there was a subtle intensity in his demeanor that reminded you of his strict nature. “Stay close,” he instructed, his voice low and firm, carrying an undertone of authority. It felt less like a request and more like a protective command, ensuring that both you and Wei were shielded from the chaotic hustle around you.