Chapter 420: Got the Certificate

, blankly.Shu Tinglan was speechless. If she let him go out like this, what if something happened Who would be responsible She had no choice but to pull him back into her house. Sleeping on the sofa w...Lu Kuo just had that kind of ability. No matter how anxious and tense the atmosphere was, he could ease it with a few words. It's like when you were discussing matters of life or death, he would suddenly say to the car mirror, "My hairstyle isn't good today, not handsome enough," and so on.

“You’re worrying too much. The fact that Yi Muyang hasn't been in touch is the best news we could hope for. And about Tinglan’s safety, come on! You make so much money, what’s it for Hire some well-trained bodyguards to follow her around, what else could possibly happen The kids are back in Beijing, living in the compound, a fly can't even get in without being swatted by a guard. They're safe as houses, what are you worried about”

Shu Tinglan was deeply shaken today, her mind constantly swirling like a giant whirlpool, unable to think calmly. However, as she listened to Lu Kuo's illogical ramblings, her heart gradually calmed down. This is what it is, facing it positively is the way to go - that's always been her approach.

Zhuo Yu'an has always been composed. At the first sign of trouble, he had already devised various policies to address it. He knew how important Yi Mu Yang was to Ting Lan and the children. In his absence, when Ting Lan faced her greatest difficulties, it was Yi Mu Yang who provided comfort and support. He would never forget this kindness.

Before, Lu Kuò said he was a saint. Facing his rivals, he could be so magnanimous. Before, he didn't understand, until today when he saw Shao Huī, after a video conference, he saw the integrity, masculinity, diligence and responsibility in Shao Huī, he didn't feel any jealousy at all.

It's probably because the competitors are too good. He thinks it's worthwhile and wouldn't lose face.

When the red light came on, he couldn't help but glance back at Tinglan.

“Tinglan”

"What's the matter" Shu Tinglan saw that he was calling her seriously, thinking that he had thought of some crucial information.

Lu Kuo was indeed looking at her very seriously.

“Be honest, am I handsome or is that Shao Hui more handsome” He was genuinely asking for advice, of course, deep down he knew he was the more handsome one.

Shouting at me Is now really the time to be discussing this

"Have you seen Shao Hui in person, haven't you"

Zhuo Yu'an was used to Lu Kuai's outlandish ideas. That's just how he was—the kind of person who would bring his pet to a board meeting when he was happy. He might seem unreliable, but no matter what you asked him to do, he'd always get it done perfectly.

Looking at Lu Kuò's eager gaze, Shu Tinglan glanced at Zhuo Yǔan beside him and replied, "None of them are as handsome as my husband!"

Although the atmosphere wasn't quite right, Zhuo Yu'an couldn't help but feel a little happy when he heard her answer. He reached out and took her hand that was resting on his knee.

Her hand was still ice cold.

"As for Ms. Fu, you should also ask a few people to secretly keep an eye on her. People from Gan'an might also go to find her."

"I know, I'll arrange it right away."

They didn't dare to dawdle too much, so they went back to the children's kindergarten to pick them up early and asked the teachers for a leave of absence, not knowing when they would be able to return.

When packing their bags, the children were especially excited because they were going back to Beijing to see their grandparents. At the time, they didn't know they would be separated from their parents and thought it would be like Chinese New Year, where the whole family would go back home for a few days.

Shu Tinglan turned her back and secretly wiped away her tears. She just felt that many underprivileged children, following her from place to place, from the city to Senzhou, and now to Beijing, changing to a completely unfamiliar living environment, with their mother not around, she didn't know if they could adapt

Zhuo Yu'an hugged her, still saying the same thing: "Tinglan, you can go back to the capital with the children."

She shook her head in silence, so Zhu Yu'an didn't press further. He knew her personality well; if he let Yi Mu Yang's matter go unchecked, it would leave a lifelong shadow in her heart.

They've known each other for so long, they understand each other implicitly. Many words are unnecessary between them.

Cheng Zhimin and Zhuo Hong were both surprised and delighted to see them bring the children back. Cheng Zhimin had just returned from Senzhou not long ago, and she was missing her children the most. Suddenly seeing them appear felt like a dream. She hugged one child in each arm and asked how they came to be there

But instead, Zhuo Hong said happily after the initial excitement subsided: “Is something wrong”

His sudden return was completely out of character for Zhu Yu'an. It meant he must have run into a tough situation and was willing to compromise only then.

"Well." Zhuo Yu'an nodded, but didn't tell Zhuo Hong specifically what it was. He just said it was a little dangerous and asked them to move their children to the government compound for a while.

Upon hearing this from Zhuo Yu'an, Zhuo Hong immediately understood the gravity of the situation and for the first time spoke up, asking...

"Do you need my help"

This was the most peaceful and calm conversation between the father and son in all these years. It was also the first time Zhu Hong felt the need to be needed by his son, so he couldn't help but ask one more question.

"Just take care of the two children," he said. There was no bigger favor, and only family could he entrust it to.

Zuo Hong nodded. He was accustomed to being imposing, and words of flattery or concern were beyond him. His previous question had been the greatest extent of his expression.

Zuo Yu'an certainly understood, so he sincerely said: "Thank you, Dad!"

Zhuo Hong waved his hand, indicating that there was no need for formality between father and son. Time changes, and people change too.

After putting the children to sleep, they rushed to catch the late-night flight back to Senzhou. Shu Tinglan sat by the window, her head resting on Zhuo Yunan's shoulder, unable to sleep.

Zhuo Yu'an wanted a blanket, to cover her. He also hugged her; she was cold all over, and he felt no warmth either. Shu Tinglan opened the blanket and draped half of it over him.

"Missing the kids"

"Well, just now Shu Xiaonian told me before going to sleep that he would take good care of his younger sister and not to worry. " Thinking about Shu Xiaonian's expression of trying hard to hold back tears, her nose felt sour.

Actually, Shu Xiaonian is very much like Zhuo Yu'an. They even have similar personalities. They are both very intelligent and understand everything that goes on. They just prefer to keep things to themselves and only share their worries with their mother when it's late at night.

He even knew, from just a few words, that his mother and father were going to find Uncle Yi. Uncle Yi was in danger, so he said he would be good and let his mother go to find Uncle Yi without worry.

Zhuo Yu'an held her in his arms and kissed her forehead: "We'll be back soon to pick them up."

"Hmm."

After a long silence, she suddenly looked up at him again. She saw the light stubble on his chin and the faint dark circles under his eyes, and she couldn't help but feel sorry for him. She leaned against his chest and said, "Honey, thank you."

He and Yimu Yang were not related, but he stood up to help without any hesitation. She knew it was because of her. Whenever something happened to her, he would stand in front of her without hesitation, shielding her from any danger.

Zuo Yu'an leaned down and kissed her forehead, then suddenly said, "When Mr. Yi returns safely, we'll get the marriage certificate." also doesn't want to see his own sister heartbroken."What are you looking at" he came to his senses and saw Tinglan staring at him.Zuo Yu'an ignored him and busied himself with his own affairs.Tingla...