"So his standards are that high? Where did the child come from?" Cheng Yujie inquired.
"I don't know about that, but the President's child is very cute, and he really likes Miss An. Miss An also likes him very much." Wang's Mom spoke earnestly, trying to dispel the President's mother-in-law's doubts.
But Cheng Yujie had another idea.
...
She got up anxiously.
Yu Jingchen held her down, preventing her from getting up. "Lie down a little longer."
Holding her felt so comfortable that he couldn't bear to let go.
"Stay lying down, and I'll take care of it later," he ordered.
An Ning's face flushed again, Uncle was the best at this—after spending the night together, she was really too tired to even get up for a shower.
He would always use a warm towel to wipe her down, and then all she had to do was sleep comfortably.
...
It was a full twenty minutes later when An Ning finally left Yu Jingchen's study.
