Chapter 910: How Could He Ever Deserve This

Gu Wanqing, thinking that her daughter would take the night train, hurried back to the house to call Han Jingchen.

Han Jingchen was not too surprised to hear about his daughter’s journey south, as he had some knowledge of Xinyan’s plans to go south before.

He knew that his daughter had grown up, and since Xinyan didn’t grow up by their side, he worried that too much control might make her resentful: "Wanqing, you know how capable our daughter is. Safety is certainly not an issue when she goes out.

I know you’re worried about her, but she’s grown up and has her own ideas. We should just support her more.

I’ll go home after work and give her my comrades’ contact information there. If anything happens, they won’t stand by idly. Besides, isn’t there an office on your side too? You can give the address to Yanyan. She’s the young master, so if there’s an issue, the staff at the office won’t dare to be negligent.

Don’t worry; our daughter is really capable."

Gu Wanqing, comforted by this, felt much better: "Alright then, come back early after work."

Han Jingchen softly replied, "Okay, I have some good news to bring you, wait for me."

After hanging up the phone, Gu Wanqing went to the study to write down the address, the person in charge, and contact number of the office, and then left the house.

She saw her daughter on the lounger under the grapevine, so she walked over: "Yanyan, keep this safe. When you get there, if you run into any trouble, you can ask him for help."

Xinyan didn’t pretend, and reached out to take it: "Okay, if there’s really something, I won’t be polite to them."

The feeling of being cared for was really nice: "Thanks, Mom."

Gu Wanqing saw her daughter accept it, her face all smiles: "This child, being so polite to your mom."

Thinking of something, she still advised: "Yanyan, I know you have things in mind, but the south is quite chaotic now, so be cautious with everything you do. No matter what happens, safety is the most important."

Xinyan nodded emphatically: "Yes, I will remember."

When Sister Chen had finished preparing dinner, there was the sound of a car stopping outside the door.

Xinyan stood up and walked outside. As she reached the gates, she saw Han Jingchen getting out of the car: "Dad, you’re back."

Han Jingchen looked up at his daughter upon hearing her voice: "I’m back."

While speaking, he walked over: "Where’s your mom?"

Xinyan laughed: "She heard the noise outside and went to the kitchen to cut watermelon for you."

Han Jingchen, upon hearing his daughter’s words, quickened his pace: "She’s so far along, she should be resting. Why did she go to cut watermelon herself?"

Xinyan just smiled, following behind him.

After a few steps, they saw Gu Wanqing coming out with a plate of cut watermelon.

Han Jingchen quickly moved forward, handed his bag to Xinyan behind him, and took the plate of watermelon from Gu Wanqing with one hand, using the other to support her: "Let Sister Chen do such things."

Gu Wanqing smiled gently: "I’m just pregnant, not disabled. It’s just cutting a watermelon, no need to be so nervous."

Han Jingchen realized he was being overly anxious: "In the future, whatever you want to do, wait for me to accompany you."

Gu Wanqing understood his thoughts: "Alright, back when I was pregnant with Yanyan, it was a special situation. You had your responsibilities, and besides, your parents were there with me. Actually, throughout the pregnancy, I didn’t suffer much, really."

Han Jingchen helped her sit down at the table under the grapevine: "Okay, I’ll do as you say."

He indeed wanted to make amends, but Wanqing was always so understanding. How did he deserve her?

After saying this, he placed the plate of watermelon on the table.

Gu Wanqing patted his hand: "In this hot weather, sit down and have some watermelon. It’s what Yanyan bought on the way, and it tastes really great."

Seeing that everything was fine, Xinyan brought another plate from the kitchen and called out to Su Jingsong, who had just come out of the study: "Uncle Su, have some watermelon."

Then she smiled and pointed to the table under the eaves of the corridor: "This spot is breezy."

Su Jingsong tapped her forehead: "You’re a smart one."

Xinyan playfully smiled: "Uncle Su, quickly try the watermelon, it really tastes great."

After saying so, she didn’t forget to sneak a glance at her parents.