Yan Han's words caused Xia Chen to stiffen, followed by a dry chuckle to dispel the tension.
"It's not about discouraging you from helping others. I just want you to prioritize your safety," Yan Han spoke softly, her voice filled with a mother's deep concern.
Xia Wan gently patted Yan Han's hand, reassuring her. "Mom, don't worry. I'm not one to act rashly."
"That's good. I trust you," Yan Han replied, her face breaking into a warm smile.
Xia Hai, observing his wife and children, sighed contentedly. "It's wonderful to have the family together like this."
"All thanks to Wanwan."
"Dad, it's not all my doing. Brother earned this opportunity himself!" Xia Wan modestly declined the praise.
"Without Wanwan's encouragement, I wouldn't have even thought of attending the reception. You deserve thanks," Xia Chen said as he returned to his seat, raising his cup to Xia Wan. "Wanwan, this toast is for you."
