Before he died, my grandfather forced me to marry the richest man in the capital.

Having finished sharing the good news, it was time for the bad news. The group was still reeling from the good news.

Han Guoguo dumped all the bad news at once, and even Su Yu, who was standing next to her, was curious to know what the bad news was.

"The bad news is that your generation has increased; you're going to be maternal grandparents and uncles! Hahaha."

Su Yu: ".............."

After hearing the bad news, Han's mother, Han's father, and Han Yue all breathed a sigh of relief. Han Yue really wanted to hit his sister with a slipper, wondering why she was making such a fuss.

Perhaps the surprise came too suddenly, none of the three people on the sofa spoke, but upon closer inspection, a slight glint appeared in Han's mother's eyes.

Mr. Han looked at his daughter with mixed feelings, pursed his lips and remained silent. Gone was his usual cuteness; instead, he was serious and solemn.

The atmosphere was very quiet. Even Han Yue, who was always sharp-tongued, kept quiet. Seeing that everyone was silent, Su Yu tried to ease the tension by saying, "Dad, Mom... Big Brother, I will take good care of Guo Guo. Don't worry."

A word of assurance broke the silence, and everyone snapped back to reality. Mr. Han was at a loss for words, so Mrs. Han spoke first, smiling at Guoguo with tears welling in her eyes, "Congratulations on becoming a father and mother."

The mother and daughter looked at each other. Starlight shone in Han Guoguo's eyes, blurring her mother's features. The starlight communicated, and all the words were conveyed across the distance in an instant.

Han Yue pressed his tongue against his teeth, exhaled, and ultimately said nothing.

The group chatted in the living room for several hours. Han's mother kept reminding Guoguo to be careful, while Han's father told Su Yu to take good care of Guoguo, with a hint of threat in his voice.

Upstairs in the study, Han's mother was having trouble sleeping. She sat alone in the study, looking through photos of her and her brother from when they were young. A tear rolled down her cheek and fell onto the album, gradually spreading out.

When Mr. Han pushed the door open, he saw his wife secretly wiping away tears. He felt sorry for her and closed the door again. He went over, put his arm around Mrs. Han's shoulder, and pulled her into his arms. He didn't say anything, just quietly patted Mrs. Han's shoulder and stroked her collarbone.

Silent companionship, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

After a while, Han's mother finally moved away from Han's father's chest. Han's father raised his hand and used his fingertips to wipe her cheeks. "Why are you crying like Guoguo? I'm not crying, so why are you crying?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than Han's mother gave him a solid slap.

Han's father wasn't angry at all; he even smiled and said, "Go ahead and hit me. If you want to vent, I'll practice with you. Want to come?"

"Where are you going? It's so late, don't you need to rest?"

Mr. Han continued to smile and wiped away the tears from the corners of Mrs. Han's eyes as usual. He could understand why his wife was crying. Sure enough, the next second Mrs. Han took a breath and said with slightly red eyes, "I haven't made it up to Guoguo yet." This child has already gotten married and become a mother again.

At this moment, Han's mother was no longer the cold and aloof person she usually was.

Mr. Han squatted down, took his wife's hand, kissed the back of her hand, and comforted her tenderly, "Wife, Guoguo has made up with the past, and you should make up with it too. Let bygones be bygones. Guoguo will be a mother soon, but no matter how old she is, she will always be our precious daughter. We can spoil her however we want. From now on, don't use the word 'make up for it,' use 'spoil her.'"

Outside the door, Su Yu hadn't intended to eavesdrop, but upon hearing the name "Guoguo," he involuntarily stopped in his tracks at the study doorway.

I could only vaguely hear the sounds coming from inside. The Han couple in the study were reminiscing about their son and daughter when they were young.

Han Yue opened the door and came out, only to see Su Yu standing at the doorway of the study, his eyes narrowed. "What are you doing?"

"It's okay, just get Guoguo some water." Yes, a few minutes ago Guoguo said she was thirsty and wanted to drink water, so Su Yu went downstairs to get her some.

"Where's the water being poured in the study?"

Su Yu didn't respond to that question, the water in his glass sloshed slightly. "I have something to ask you."

Han Yue leaned against the wall, looking listless. "Ask away."

"I'll take the water to Guoguo first, wait for me a moment." Pushing open the door, Su Yu placed the poured water on the table and said to Guoguo on the bed, "Guoguo, I need to talk to your brother about something, I'll be right back."

"Okay, go ahead, go ahead. Anyway, we can only have vegetarian food tonight, so let's have a good chat."

Han Guoguo waved her hand, but kept talking nonstop.

Su Yu: ".............."

Han Yue, who was standing at the door, did not leave. He was waiting for Su Yu to ask him questions. When Su Yu came out, Han Yue took his brother-in-law into his room for a long chat. Su Yu followed closely behind and closed the door.

This was the first time Su Yu had entered Han Yue's room since he had been married to Guo Guo for so long. Last time, Lu Jinnan wanted to go in but was not allowed to. He was quite lucky to be invited in for a visit.

His gaze swept around the room, and he saw all sorts of dolls on the bed. The first thing Su Yu thought was, "They really are siblings."

The beds were full of strange things. Guoguo's bed had odd blankets and pillows, while Han Yue's bed was covered in cute dolls. It was hard to imagine that such a cold and aloof man would sleep among a pile of dolls at night.

No wonder Su Yu didn't let Lu Jinnan into the room last time. Standing at the door, he was already imagining why Lu Jinnan couldn't get into Han Yue's room.

Han Yue wasn't unaware of Su Yu's scrutiny; these dolls were all prepared for little girls. He didn't intend to explain to Su Yu, "Want to drink? I don't want a soda."

"It will be all right."

Han Yue tossed him a can of Coke from a distance. The can was bright red. Su Yu opened it, took a sip, and asked directly, "Can I ask about what happened between Guo Guo and Mom before? I don't mean anything by it, I just want to know. It's okay if it's inconvenient to talk about it."

Han Yue pulled up a stool with one hand, spun it 360 degrees, sat down, then stood up again, pushed open the balcony door, and held onto the railing with both hands, still feeling that it was better to chat on the balcony.

Looking down at the night view of the courtyard, a gentle breeze blows and fallen leaves flutter down.

Su Yu followed closely behind, also leaning on the railing in the same manner. Han Yue's deep voice came from beside him, "The past is not pleasant. You know about the injury on Guo Guo's hand."

Su Yu nodded.

Yes, Guoguo had told him about the origin of the scar on his hand, but she didn't go into details. It wasn't appropriate for them to ask too many questions at that time.

Han Yue turned to look at him. This guy did look refined, no wonder his sister was so infatuated with him. He shifted his gaze and began to talk eloquently, explaining the general issues between Han's mother and Guo Guo.

After listening, Su Yu gripped the Coca-Cola can tightly with both hands, his fingerprints denting the can, and the crisp sound it made was particularly jarring.

Han Yue patted him on the shoulder, "Don't mention this matter in front of Guo Guo anymore, and pretend you didn't hear what you overheard in the study."

Han Yue could already guess that Su Yu must have overheard his parents' conversation at the door of the study. After all, he was his son, and Han Yue was always observant, so he had long guessed that his mother would be sad.

He opened the door to check things out, only to find Su Yu standing at the study door.

"Guoguo has a rather impulsive personality, so you should keep an eye on her. Try to persuade her against doing things she shouldn't do. She's actually very thoughtful, but sometimes she can be a bit carefree. She just wants to live a happy and simple life." Han Yue's gaze was fixed on a tree in the yard, his words filled with concern for his younger sister and his careful instructions.

Su Yu accepted the message, feeling very sorry for Guo Guo. He thought it was just a simple case of being young and naive, and that she had followed someone's example of being deeply in love and committing suicide. "I will take good care of her and only want her to live happily. I have said that I do not need her to change anything, just be herself."

What he likes is simply being himself, Guoguo.

Noon the next day.

During his lunch break, Su Yu went from the company to the Imperial Capital Hospital to have lunch with Guo Guo. He wore a mask and a baseball cap the whole time.

"Oh my god, who are you?"

Upon seeing the fully armed man enter, Han Guoguo paused, her hands still on the buttons of her white coat, and her voice suddenly rose.

Su Yu quickly took off his mask and placed the lunchbox on the table. "Guoguo, it's me."

Han Guoguo stood there blankly, staring at Su Yu. He was wearing a casual hoodie, a black baseball cap, black sunglasses, and a black mask. Anyone who didn't know him would think he was a fugitive.

He asked in confusion, "Why are you dressed like this when you come to the hospital to see her?" He hadn't even called her.

Su Yu opened the lunchboxes, arranged them one by one, and patiently explained, "You wanted to keep a low profile, right? I was afraid that wearing a suit would make me recognized and attract too much attention."

Why does it seem like the husband who's been kept in the dark looks a little aggrieved?

Han Guoguo was pulled by him to wash up. He helped squeeze out the hand soap and cleaned each finger one by one. She didn't refuse; on the contrary, she enjoyed it. After washing, she held her hand out in front of him so he could wipe it, and she looked very happy with a smile.

After washing my hands.

Han Guoguo was pulled to sit down on the stool by him. Su Yu carefully placed the food in front of her, "These dishes were all made by the housekeeper that Mom was in charge of. Try them."

She was very touched. Actually, she can cook for herself now and eat in the cafeteria, but it just doesn't feel right to eat at the hospital without Xiaoxue and Yaoyao. "Honey, you don't need to bring me lunch tomorrow."

Su Yu: "Is it not tasty?"

Han Guoguo hurriedly waved her hand, "No, look, I still have a long time before I can give birth. I'm only pregnant now. Your company is so busy, you can't let Dad fight on the front lines all the time. Dad is getting old. Wait until I can't move around easily before you come and help me." Otherwise, she felt so useless.

I'm touched by their daily food deliveries, but they're just too pampered, that's what Guoguo thinks.

Seeing that Su Yu didn't respond and just kept putting food on her plate, Han Guoguo spoke up again, picked up her chopsticks and took a bite of food, "Mmm, delicious, honey, I'm serious, look at me, I'm perfectly fine, I'm eating well, you really don't need to worry so much. Even if you don't come to eat with me, you're still very, very good to me and take good care of me."

As they were talking, the door to the consultation room opened, and Han Yue strode in. Seeing the table full of dishes, he smiled and said, "The food is pretty good."

Su Yu invited, "Together."

"I've already eaten, you guys eat, this is for your back." With that, she shoved a lumbar support directly onto Guoguo's chair.

Han Guoguo instantly felt her back support and was incredibly moved. "Brother, you didn't come here on purpose to bring me a back cushion, did you?"

Han Yue, unwilling to be so dramatic with his sister, retorted, "Do you think I have that much free time? I just bought it while eating. Use it; this jar of preserved plums is pretty good."

Immediately afterwards, Han Yue placed a jar of preserved plums on Han Guoguo's table, and then strode towards the door. The entire process of delivering the item and chatting took no more than 5 minutes.

He came and went like a gust of wind, but Han Guoguo knew that her brother cared about her and was worried about her. It was just that her brother was not good at expressing himself and did not bother to talk about what he had done.

After Han Yue left, tears welled up in Han Guoguo's eyes, and she grinned foolishly, "Do you think even a stubborn mule can be as tough as my brother?"

Su Yu took out a tissue and wiped away the tears that were about to fall from her eyes, then touched her cheek. "It's probably incomparable."

After getting to know Han Yue for a while, Su Yu also discovered that Han Yue was actually cold on the outside but warm on the inside, just like Han Yue's mother, the two had similar personalities.

She is also very thoughtful, and her inherent tenderness is reserved only for those she cares about.

Han Guoguo was amused by Su Yu's words, "Honey, you're getting cuter and cuter. Let's eat. After you finish eating, you have to go to work and earn money for baby formula. I might end up like Xiaoxue, not having enough breast milk to fill my teeth."

Su Yu: ".............."