Taking a long breath, Gu Nanyan said, "The old man has really had it tough, and he has made quite a few concessions."
With empathetic consideration, Lu Beicheng wrapped his arms around her shoulders and pulled her into his embrace, kissing her forehead, "Nanyan, I won't make things difficult for you, it's just that with the old man in the hospital, I have to keep him in mind to some extent."
Gu Nanyan looked up, "When you pick up Little Baozi tomorrow afternoon, take him to visit the hospital. Seeing Little Baozi will help the old man recover faster."
The old man's poor health was mostly a matter of the heart.
She and Lu Beicheng complied with his wishes, and he got better quickly.
Touched by Gu Nanyan's understanding nature, Lu Beicheng pinched her chin and kissed her lips.
After a moment of intimacy, the two cuddled in bed, chatting about many things; they talked about their childhoods, the past two years, Little Baozi, and the little one in her belly.
