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

An hour and a half later.

The door to the ward was pushed open again.

Han Yue was carrying several takeout boxes, while Lan Yunxi was holding the wontons that Guo Guo had specifically requested. She placed the insulated box on Guo Guo's table and said, "Guo Guo, your wontons have arrived. Please enjoy your meal."

Han Guoguo was in a good mood and was so proud of herself that she made Xixi change her address, saying, "Please say Your Majesty, please have a meal."

Just as Lan Yunxi was about to speak, a reprimanding voice interrupted her, "You'd better finish your wontons quietly. Your Majesty, why don't you just say you're an alien?"

Su Yu came over to help open the insulated box and handed over a spoon, saying, "Eat it while it's hot."

Han Guoguo looked up at Su Yu and asked, pouting, "Honey, am I like an empress in your heart?"

Su Yu responded calmly, "Mm."

Having received a satisfactory answer, Han Guoguo stuck out her tongue at Han Yue smugly, as if to say, "See? See? I am who I am, and it's no use denying it."

Han Yue simply ignored her.

Seeing that her brother ignored her, Han Guoguo didn't care. "You guys even bought a thermal box? Actually, you don't need to be that nice." Looking at the pink thermal box on the table, Han Guoguo said with a touch of self-satisfaction.

"We didn't buy them; the store gave them to us." Lan Yunxi brought over the tissues for Han Guoguo and placed them on the dining table.

Han Guoguo stared intently at the items on another table, stretching her neck like a giraffe, and asked curiously, "What did you buy? Let me see."

After saying this, Han Yue gave her a warning look. Han Guoguo puffed out her cheeks, shrank her neck, and said pitifully, "I'm not eating it, I can't even look at it, why are you so stingy?"

Han Yue placed the packed late-night snacks on the table one by one: grilled fish, barbecue, milk tea, fried noodles, and Yangzhou fried rice, all bought from the food street.

The aromas of various delicacies wafted silently into Han Guoguo's nostrils, and she instantly felt that she had masochistic tendencies.

A small table was quickly piled high with food, making Guoguo suddenly lose interest in the wontons in front of her. She licked her lips, sighed heavily, and resignedly started eating the wontons. Luckily, the wontons were quite delicious.

Hearing his sister sigh, Han Yue didn't hold back at all, teasing her, "You have a masochistic tendency." They had originally eaten out, but she insisted on having them pack the food to take home.

What her brother said was exactly what she had been thinking. She absolutely couldn't admit it, she would rather die than admit it. Han Guoguo retorted defiantly, "I'm willing, go ahead and hit me, hmph."

"Guoguo, just bear with it a little longer, or I'll eat wontons with you?" Su Yu felt a little sorry for his wife, who could only look at all this delicious food but couldn't eat it.

"Do you know about 'Sympathy for the Farmers'?" Han Yue asked Su Yu in a profound tone.

Lan Yunxi, who understood the meaning, quickly deciphered the underlying message and called to Su Yu, "Let's eat together. There's so much food; it would be a waste if we couldn't finish it."

Han Guoguo found the wontons increasingly delicious, and her mood improved accordingly. She gestured with her chin, inviting Su Yu to eat with her, saying, "Honey, you eat. My wontons are delicious too. I was just venting."

the next day.

Lan Yunxi got up early. Han's mother bought a lot of breakfast and let her daughter-in-law choose for herself. Guoguo could only eat wontons and egg drop soup.

After breakfast, Lan Yunxi hugged the child and left to go out with Han Yue. The two had limited time together. At one o'clock in the afternoon, Han Yue put the little girl on the plane, went to the hospital, and finally went to the company to work overtime.

Su's mother arrived at the hospital after Han Yue and the others left, and she cooked a large pot of chicken soup and a large pot of fish soup.

In this way, Han Guoguo was taken care of meticulously in the hospital, and it could be said that she was waited on hand and foot.

Su Xue has had an extra mealtime these past few days: Guo Guo's hospital room. She hasn't eaten in the cafeteria for several days and comes to the hospital room every day to freeload, either breakfast or lunch.

Despite being constantly criticized by her mother, Su Yu still prepared a portion of food for her daughter every day. If her daughter hadn't arrived by mealtime, Su Yu's mother would still stubbornly insist that Su Yu ask her.

Inside Su Yu's villa.

Han Guoguo was discharged from the hospital today. Considering that his mother-in-law would need to take care of Guoguo, the thoughtful Su Yu arranged for his wife to stay in the villa he bought. This way, his mother-in-law, father-in-law, and brother-in-law would all feel comfortable living there.

Downstairs in the kitchen, both mothers were showing off their culinary skills: Han's mother was simmering chicken soup, and Su's mother was cooking.

With the division of labor clearly defined, Su's mother wasn't very confident in her cooking. She thought the food was edible, but definitely not delicious. So, she preemptively said, "My dear in-law, let me just say that my cooking skills aren't very refined. They're probably a tiny bit short of being refined."

It means you should be mentally prepared.

Han's mother stirred the chicken soup in the pot with a spoon. It smelled delicious. She ladled a bowl for Su's mother and said, "Try it. My cooking skills aren't very good, so I won't be picky."

"That's good, that's good. Hehe, it's mainly because there aren't many opportunities for me to showcase my skills. If I had the chance to practice every day, my skills would definitely improve dramatically," Su's mother explained, picking up her bowl.

He took a sip and said, "Mmm, it's delicious. Your cooking skills are much better than mine."

"What's so delicious? Let me try it. Oh, Han Lu, you're cooking." This is quite rare. Lu's mother came to see the children. Usually, Su Xue and her son are at work, so she can't get away. But now that her son and daughter-in-law are both home, she took some time to come with Lu's father to visit.

Su's mother hurried out to greet them, "Oh dear, what brings you here? Come in quickly, you've had a hard time these past few days, taking care of two all by yourself."

Su Yu came downstairs to get the chicken soup. His mother-in-law had texted him 15 minutes earlier, asking him to come downstairs and get the chicken soup for Guo Guo. He came down right on time.

Seeing Lu Jinnan's parents come into the living room, they said, "Uncle, Aunt, please have a seat."

"Sit down. Guoguo is probably breastfeeding right now. I'll take you upstairs to see the little guy later. He's so rare, just as rare as my Yueyue and Xiaochen. I've noticed that none of the kids these days are ugly."

Su's mother kept praising her own children, not missing a single one.

Mother Lu: "That's right, Xiao Yu, you must be overjoyed."

"Mm." Su Yu responded lightly, clearly pleased, but unsure how to continue the conversation. "I'll bring the chicken soup up."

"Go ahead, go ahead. This child just doesn't show her emotions very well, but she's actually incredibly happy. I was stunned when I saw the photos Guoguo posted."

Han's mother came out of the kitchen, saying little, but smiled at the Lu couple, then sat down on the sofa and chatted casually.

Upstairs, Han Guoguo was breastfeeding. After finishing, she noticed the baby was awake. She handed the baby to Su Yu, asking him to put the baby in the cradle. She glanced at the chicken soup and said confidently, "Sister Lu made it."

"How did you know? How could you tell that?" Su Yu asked, puzzled.

"Because there's not much oil on it, just a little bit, and I don't really like greasy food. I haven't told Mom, but Sister Lu knows, so that solves the mystery, right?"

Han Guoguo took a sip and exclaimed, "Wow, it's delicious!"

"The chicken soup Mom made for you that day was so oily. Why didn't you say you didn't like it? In the future, just say so if you don't like it. You don't have to force yourself to drink it. Mom won't mind." Su Yu felt a little guilty when he thought of the chicken soup his mother made for Guo Guo that day, with a layer of oil floating on top, and Guo Guo gulping it down in one go.

Seeing Su Yu standing there in a daze, pursing his lips and not saying a word, Guoguo comforted him, "It's okay, I just didn't want to disappoint Mom. It tastes pretty good, just a little oily, but it must have been simmered for a long time. Mom put a lot of effort into it."

"Besides, Mom's cooking skills are just average. If I keep saying I don't like this or that, she'll lose all her confidence. Not everyone is as thick-skinned as me," Han Guoguo said with self-awareness.

Seeing his wife's obedience, Su Yu went over and kissed her forehead, a smile playing on his lips. No wonder his mother-in-law said she was coming to make chicken soup today; now he knew why.

Han Guoguo tilted her head back and hugged Su Yu's neck. "It's really okay. Mom has really done her best. I feel like Xiaoxue wasn't this tired even after giving birth to Mom. Let her relax."

"Okay, I'll talk to Mom. She's worried you won't be used to living here." Su Yu gently stroked her lips with his fingertips.

"I'm used to it. I'm comfortable wherever I go, as long as you're with me, hehe."

Su Yu: "Mm."

"Then I'll go down and see, Lu Jinnan's parents are here." Su Yu straightened up, holding a bowl in one hand, glanced at the baby in the cradle, and said.

Upon hearing this, Han Guoguo quickly waved her hand. Guests must be entertained, after all, this house belongs to the two of them. "Go on, go on."

The moment the door closed, the little one started crying and fussing, clearly unhappy. He must have gotten used to the hospital ward environment and was now uncomfortable in a different one.

There are guests downstairs, and I can't let the child cry. After all, she is a pediatrician. If she can't even handle such a little one, she'll be a liar and lose face.

Trying hard to think of a way, I went to the side of the cradle and started to communicate. Holding the little guy's hand, I said, "My dear son, even if you like that VIP ward, your mom can't take you back. I can't stay there forever. They can let me stay, but your mom can't. People will think I'm crazy, you know? That's a hospital, not home."

The little guy didn't give me any face and started babbling even louder.

"Alright, Mom will find you a song to calm you down. Here we go." With that, Han Guoguo picked up her phone to quickly stop the little guy's impending outburst.

She randomly picked a song, and when the music started, she thought it was too upbeat. Just as she was about to change it, she noticed that the child had quieted down a little, so she withdrew her outstretched hand.

"Okay, whatever you say, just don't cry." The Little Bear Dance song was playing on repeat in the room, and perhaps influenced by it, Han Guoguo suddenly wanted to dance.

And that's exactly what we did. As my son listened to the music, he gradually calmed down and began to familiarize himself with the room's environment, looking around with his little eyes darting about.

Han Guoguo was inspired by the music. Wearing warm slippers, a windproof belt on her head, and a waist restraint belt, she started dancing the bear dance in the room, singing along as she danced.

She was having so much fun that her son, who was originally observing the room, was completely drawn to her and stared at Guoguo without blinking.

Perhaps they're wondering what this person is doing? What are they dancing?

The door had already been pushed open, and a group of people were standing at the door. Su Yu had been downstairs with Lu's father, but since Su's father had arrived, he let the elders chat with him and then left.

He was the last one to go upstairs. The elders were blocking the doorway, and he had no idea what was going on inside.

It's just that everyone's expressions are a bit hard to describe.

Everyone thought they had come to the wrong place. The music was a little too loud, drowning out the sound of the door opening. Han Guoguo had her back to them and had no idea that someone had come in.

They were still dancing freely, completely unaware of the unusual atmosphere.

The group was unsure whether to go inside or close the door behind them.

They're caught in a dilemma; they've already seen everything they needed to see.

Lu's mother smiled and said, "That's good, that's good. You should exercise after giving birth; you can't just stay in bed all the time."

"Yes, yes, our Guoguo is quite lively, so the way she's trained is a bit unique. As long as the child is happy, that's all that matters."

Su's mother agreed.

Han's mother gestured to her son-in-law to come forward and turn off the music.