"Grandpa...thank you, I understand..."
"Silly child, there's no need for thanks between us."
Fu Jingshen continued to make small talk with Grandpa Fu for a few more moments before hanging up the phone. His dark eyes gazed out the window at the scenery, where he stood for a very long time.
The old man's thoughts aligned with his own.
To him, childbearing was simply about loving her and wanting to see the fruit of their love.
She was, to him, the most important person.
...
Fu Jingshen hadn't returned to the South City villa for three consecutive days.
Gu Nian could only catch glimpses of the man through the news reports and annual updates from the Fu Family's businesses.
Chun, the housekeeper, couldn't help but wonder if Gu Nian and Fu Jingshen had had a quarrel, but each time she saw Gu Nian's pale face, she didn't dare to speak more.
It was not uncommon for the young couple to bicker.
