The daily life of a space tycoon raising children, doting on his husband, and farming.

Chapter 156 Escort Agency
Lu Chengjing gently rubbed her face and asked softly, "Are you still feeling unwell?"

Yuanyuan shook her head, hugged her father and rubbed against him, then pointed her little hand in the direction where Shang Wan was sitting, indicating that she wanted to find her mother to listen to the story together.

Lu Chengjing wheeled over, and Yuanyuan nestled in her father's arms, listening to her parents telling her new stories she had never heard before. Sleepiness kept rising, and she couldn't help but open her little mouth and yawn.

Clutching the milk bottle, her soft little body curled up, her eyes closed, and her breathing gradually evened out.

Lu Chengjing patted her gently, his eyes filled with unconcealed worry.

"Yuanyuan is just tired. She needs to sleep more to recover." Shang Wan put away the milk bottle, reached out and poked her baby's pink and tender little face, reassuring her worried father.

Yuan Yuan smacked her lips, tilted her head, and fell into a deeper sleep.

Shang Wan reached out and took Yuan Yuan from her, then looked at Lu Chengjing's still-hanging right hand and asked, "Does it still hurt?"

Lu Chengjing: "It hurts."

Shang Wan's lips twitched. Before the medicine was applied, she told her it didn't hurt, but after the medicine was applied, she suddenly said it hurt.

She said, "I'm not angry."

Lu Chengjing: "Then...it doesn't hurt."

Shang Wan chuckled: "...You recovered pretty quickly."

Lu Chengjing curled his fingers, his eyelashes trembling. "I don't want you to worry."

Seeing his expression, Shang Wan felt inexplicably irritated, and her tone revealed a hint of irritation: "Whether I'm worried or not is my business, I want to hear the truth."

Lu Chengjing looked up at her, a faint smile suddenly appearing on his lips, and replied, "Okay."

Shang Wan: "...What are you laughing at?"

And you're still laughing so stupidly.

Lu Chengjing's smile deepened, but he did not answer Shang Wan's question.

Shang Wan couldn't fathom the fox's thoughts. She shook Yuan Yuan in her arms and, thinking of Xiao Huan's need to recover from her injuries, said, "From now on, let Yuan Yuan sleep with us. After the new house is finished, we can let Yuan Yuan sleep in the side room so we can take care of her at any time."

Lu Chengjing naturally had no choice but to agree.

Before going to sleep, Shang Wan suddenly remembered something, "If those assassins don't come tonight, they probably won't come tomorrow either. Tomorrow I want to go to the Longling Escort Agency and meet with that Second Master Sang."

"You're planning to hire the Longling Escort Agency to deliver the message?"

“I heard from Master He that the Longling Escort Agency has a pretty good reputation,” Shang Wan said. “Anyway, it’s a secret letter, so there’s no fear of it being seen by others. It doesn’t matter who delivers it.”

The next day, just as dawn was breaking, Yuanyuan gave her parents a big surprise.

The little one drank too much milk before bed and wet the bed.

Shang Wan rubbed her messy hair, looked at her round, innocent little face, reached out and pinched it, and said helplessly, "You said you'd wake me up."

Her round eyes darted around, and she quickly climbed behind her father to hide, seemingly embarrassed.

Shang Wan started to shoo them away, saying, "You two, father and daughter, find another place. I'll tidy up the bed."

"Okay." Lu Chengjing put on his coat, picked up Yuanyuan, and went out in his wheelchair.

Now he can easily hold Yuanyuan in one arm. Both of them are awake, so he might as well go wash up.

Yuanyuan obediently helped her father wring out the handkerchief, and then successfully added a wet set of clothes for herself and her father.

Looking at her innocent little face, Lu Chengjing couldn't get angry at all, so he had no choice but to take the little one back to change her clothes.

Even while getting dressed, Yuanyuan was restless, crawling around in the newly changed quilt, playing hide-and-seek.

Lu Chengjing's right hand was still in a sling, and he couldn't catch her with his left hand alone, let alone help her put her clothes on.

But the little one got really into playing and wouldn't come out of the blanket. Lu Chengjing was worried she'd catch a cold, so he had to call for help.

As soon as Shang Wan arrived, Yuan Yuan immediately became well-behaved. She sat obediently waiting for her mother to dress her and comb her hair into two little pigtails.

Shang Wan flicked Xiao Zhuozhu's hair. "Alright, let's go eat."

Breakfast was still prepared by Gao Yan, and it was kept simple: clear soup noodles.

It's hard to go from luxury to frugality; everyone ate noodles while missing Xiao Huan.

Xiao Huan, still asleep, couldn't help but sneeze, tilted her head, and fell asleep again.

After eating noodles, seeing that the sky didn't look like it was going to rain, Shang Wan brought out the herbs to dry in the sun.

"Stone, stay home with your brother-in-law and don't wander off. I'm going into town and will be back before noon." Shang Wan said as she hitched up the oxcart, not forgetting to give Stone a word of advice.

Shi Tou readily agreed and waved goodbye while holding Yuan Yuan.

Chu Xu wanted to go with them. He felt safer with Shang Wan. What if the assassins came again?
"I have important business to attend to this time, I'll take you next time." Shang Wan patted the child's head, her tone leaving no room for refusal.

"Fine, then we won't go." Chu Xu snorted, picked up Yuan Yuan, and went to find Xiao Hui to play together.

Shang Wan beckoned to the stone with his finger, and whispered when he got closer, "Don't let the one in the cellar starve to death."

She had completely forgotten about the stone if she hadn't mentioned it, and said he would bring food to the person in the cellar in a little while.

……

Shang Wan jumped off the oxcart and looked up at the plaque above. There were four characters in total, and she recognized half of them: "Dragon" and "Bureau".

An old man with a white beard was sweeping the floor at the entrance. Shang Wan stepped forward and asked, "Excuse me, is this the Longling Escort Agency?"

"Isn't it written on the sign? Can't you read it yourself?" The old man's tone was a bit sharp as he looked up and glanced at Shang Wan. "What do you want?"

Shang Wan: "I want to hire a security escort agency to deliver a letter for me."

"Oh, come with me." Hearing that he wasn't there to tease him, the old man stepped aside and invited Shang Wan inside.

The courtyard had two sections. In the front yard, there were all sorts of martial arts training equipment, and four or five men were shirtless, working out their muscles.

Shang Wan glanced around and didn't find anyone with a particularly square face, so Sang Qi shouldn't be here.

The old man led Shang Wan to the hall and sat her down, serving her a cup of tea. His tone was much kinder than before, "Please wait a moment, I'll go and fetch the master of the house."

Shang Wan nodded and watched the old man leave.

Bored, she looked around. The furnishings in the hall were conventional. Above the table in the center hung a painting of a tiger descending a mountain, the tiger painted with remarkable realism.

Just as Shang Wan was about to get up and take a closer look, the old man led a burly man into the hall.

The man had rugged features, a broad back and thick waist, and very strong arm muscles that stretched his sleeves into a rounded arc.

The visitor was the head of the escort agency, surnamed Yan.

When Master Yan saw Shang Wan, he thought to himself, "No wonder those guys in the courtyard aren't practicing their kung fu, but are all craning their necks to look into the hall. It turns out a fairy has come."

"Sorry to keep you waiting." Master Yan greeted them with a smile and got straight to the point, "I heard you wanted to ask our escort agency to deliver a message. May I ask where this message is addressed?"

“Send it to the border, Maocheng,” Shang Wan said. “I heard there is a war at the border, and I am worried about the safety of my family. I cannot sleep at night and want to send a letter home to inquire about their safety.”

"Why not entrust it to the post station?" Master Yan said. "When it comes to sending letters, the post station is much faster than the escort agency."

Shang Wan said disappointedly, "Doesn't the escort agency deliver letters? Then I've come to the wrong place. Farewell."

She got up to leave, but Master Yan called out to her, “Madam, please wait. The letter will be delivered. I thought you were unfamiliar with the post stations, so I specifically told you. If you still want to ask my escort agency to deliver the letter, I certainly won’t turn away business that’s offered to me.”