Crying and Fussing

Gu Yanqing said, "I came to see Koukou."

He had suddenly dreamed last night that something had happened to Koukou. Although he had no feelings for that son, he was still his flesh and blood. All morning, Koukou's adorable face had filled Gu Yanqing's mind, leaving him unable to focus on work. He did not have Xu Han's new number.

Gu Yanqing's new workplace happened to be not far from Xu Han's place, so in the end, he gave in to his feelings and drove over.

"So how exactly did you find me?"

Xu Han was truly baffled. She could run into Gu Yanqing even while out shopping. Her luck was just absurdly good.

In the book, the supporting female character had taken her child along and gone to great lengths just to meet Gu Yanqing, yet fate kept playing tricks on her, and she never managed to see him. She only got the chance to see him one last time when she was dying. Now, hadn't she already met Gu Yanqing three times?

Gu Yanqing said, "I saw you when I drove over."

"Not this time," Xu Han said. "I mean, how did you find me the first time? How did you know I had a child?"

"When you went to the hospital for a prenatal checkup, you ran into an employee from my company who knew a little about what happened between us. He told me."

"..."

Xu Han suddenly remembered. Back then, she had only just transmigrated into Qiao Wanqing. She had been extremely uncomfortable and resistant inside, so she had not gone for her prenatal checkup right away and delayed it by two days.

Then she had run into an employee from Gu Yanqing's company, who had also happened to go to the hospital at that exact time that day.

That coincidence had led to everything that followed?

Xu Han did not know whether to laugh or cry. The wheel of fate was truly too magical.

However, Xu Han had just been through a terrible scare, and she was not in the mood to spar with Gu Yanqing today. She merely said, "Oh," and walked into the shop.

Gu Yanqing paused, then followed her inside.

The owner's eyes lit up when he saw a stunning beauty enter his shop. Just as he was about to eagerly go over and seat her, he saw a handsome man follow in behind her. The man's expression was calm, but his presence was somewhat imposing.

He was clearly not fierce, and his expression was even peaceful and natural, yet the owner instantly lost his nerve. He carefully led the four people, who looked like a family of four, to their seats.

Author's note:

Gu Yanqing: There's no way I'm going offline. I'm tougher than Gray Wolf.

Xu Han silently raised her frying pan.

Yellow Immortal's appearance was just to make the female lead's home livelier. Her household felt far too quiet. It won't turn into a fantasy story, and it won't become an internet celebrity story!

As for why I chose this thing, it's because I'm tired of seeing cats and dogs everywhere. I want to write something different!

By the way: weasel farts really stink.

Crying and Fussing

Since the owner strongly recommended their clear broth noodles and beef pocket soup, and Grandma Qiao also said those two dishes were delicious, Qiao Wanqing ordered one of each. Gu Yanqing ordered the same as her, while Grandma Qiao asked for a bowl of dumplings.

While the owner prepared their food, Gu Yanqing looked at Koukou in Grandma Qiao's arms. After all this time, Koukou had grown quite a bit. His charming eyes had developed entirely after Gu Yanqing's, and anyone with eyes could tell at a glance that he was Gu Yanqing's son.

Seeing that Koukou did not look well, Gu Yanqing's heart tightened. "Why are you here? Is Koukou sick?"

Xu Han said nothing. Grandma Qiao knew the relationship between the two and tried her best to become invisible, but under Gu Yanqing's calm gaze, the timid old woman felt as though she were sitting on pins and needles, silently lamenting her misfortune.

In the end, she chose to keep it brief. "He had a fever. Forty degrees, but it's gone down now. It's nothing serious."

As long as he was fine. Gu Yanqing quietly lowered the heart that had been hanging in midair for half the day. "Let me hold him."

As he spoke, he got up and walked around in front of Grandma Qiao. He was tall and powerfully built, truly rather intimidating. Having spent so much time with Xu Han, Grandma Qiao weighed her options and decided her own granddaughter was easier to deal with, so she handed the child to Gu Yanqing.

Gu Yanqing was clearly unfamiliar with the art of holding babies. Only under Grandma Qiao's guidance did he barely manage to correct his posture. Then he sat down on a nearby stool and stared at the little one's sleeping face, his whole body stiff as he did not dare move at all.

This was Gu Yanqing's first time holding Koukou. He clearly had no feelings for the child, but with him in his arms, an unprecedented feeling arose in his heart. It was as if an invisible warm current slowly flowed through his usually calm and restrained heart.

This was his precious child, connected to him by blood...

Unfortunately, the feeling did not last even a minute. Because his father was holding him in an extremely uncomfortable way, little Koukou began to squirm in displeasure, showing signs of waking up.

Gu Yanqing stiffened even more. "He seems like he's about to wake up."

Xu Han shot him a sidelong glance. "...You're holding him uncomfortably."

"..." Gu Yanqing, a rookie father, indicated that he had done his best.

Xu Han maliciously wanted to see Gu Yanqing at a loss before his own son, whom he could neither hit nor scold. But Koukou was not feeling well today, so she stood up. "I'll hold him."

As she spoke, Xu Han reached out for Koukou. Gu Yanqing carefully passed the child to her, but when he withdrew his hands, he accidentally brushed against Xu Han's soft, full breast...

The two sprang apart as if shocked by electricity.

Xu Han, who had never even dated before, flushed bright red and glared fiercely at Gu Yanqing.

Gu Yanqing, always the gentleman, was also deeply embarrassed. Yet when Xu Han gave him that shy, bashful glare, a strange feeling arose within him. These days, Xu Han had always acted like, I don't like you, so what? For some reason, Gu Yanqing had not had a good impression of her either.

Only now, when her girlish shyness was suddenly on full display, did Gu Yanqing realize that the person before him was still a beautiful young woman in the prime of her life.

Their food arrived quickly. It truly deserved the owner's enthusiastic recommendation; it was delicious. Even Gu Yanqing, who had eaten every delicacy under the sun, finished both bowls clean.

Well, except for the lettuce leaves in the noodles.

After eating her fill, Xu Han finally felt alive again, brimming once more with the energy to spar with Gu Yanqing. Looking at the lettuce in his bowl, she raised a brow and asked, "You don't eat lettuce?"

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