Zhang Te carefully tended to Han Yixiao’s wound.
During the disinfection, it was inevitably painful, and Zhang Te felt Han Yixiao’s body tense up. He looked up, and in a voice as tender as one comforting a child, asked, "Does it hurt?"
Han Yixiao shook her head, then quickly diverted her gaze.
After Zhang Te lowered his head to tend to the wounds on her body, she turned her head to look at him again, staring at his face blankly.
After the wound was treated, Zhang Te heard a rumbling sound from Han Yixiao’s stomach, "Hungry?"
Han Yixiao quickly withdrew her gaze from Zhang Te and timidly nodded.
"What would you like to eat? Or should I check what’s in the fridge and cook sothing for you?"
Han Yixiao nodded again, then pursed her lips and revealed a faint smile to Zhang Te.
Seeing her smile, Zhang Te smiled too, and without even noticing it himself, he gently stroked Han Yixiao’s head and said softly, "Then you wait for ," before standing up and heading to the dining room.
Once his figure had disappeared at the kitchen door, Han Yixiao raised her hand and gently touched the spot on her head that Zhang Te had just caressed, and a faint blush appeared on her fair face.
...
Every day at the Han Family corporation, there are urgent docunts to be dealt with. Now that Han Jingnian has returned, the docunts were sent to the hospital, and naturally, Xia Wan’an handed them over to him.
Usually, Han Jingnian would lean against the bed, flipping through the docunts, while Xia Wan’an, like a cat, lay beside him.
Since Han Jingnian’s body hadn’t fully recovered, it wasn’t long before Xia Wan’an would urge him to stop working and rest for a while.
Han Jingnian was always a man of few words. During his rest tis, it was mostly Xia Wan’an who incessantly brought up topics to discuss. The atmosphere was never awkward. Xia Wan’an always had endless things to talk about to Han Jingnian, from entertainnt gossip to family matters, all trivial things, but Han Jingnian always listened seriously.
As Xia Wan’an spoke, she couldn’t help but laugh.
Seeing her laugh, Han Jingnian also lifted the corners of his lips, "What’s the matter?"
"Nothing, I just feel that it’s really nice now..." In the past, she fantasized about having a fiery romance with soone, but after experiencing so many ups and downs, the calm and steady flow of today made her feel extraordinarily grounded and real.
"I just wish it could be like this forever, you and , and..." Xia Wan’an suddenly paused.
Although she quickly halted what she was about to say next, Han Jingnian still guessed her intentions.
She wanted to say... and the baby, a family of three, right? Perhaps she held back because she thought of her own health condition?
Han Jingnian was silent for a mont, then reached out and took her hand, "... and a little mirror."
"Yes, exactly!" Xia Wan’an said not feeling regret or sadness would be a lie, because she truly loved Han Jingnian, and wanted to have his child even more, but given the current situation, all she could do was gradually co to terms with it.
The need to co to terms with it sooner or later ans there is no reason to always dwell on these regrets and sadness...
Thinking this, Xia Wan’an, with a curved smile, changed the topic: "But speaking of which, Han Jingnian, now the Han Family is mine, all the assets are mine, and you, now, you are like a canary I keep!"
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