"Does Madam Zhan have any other wishes?" Catherine asked Wei Yumeng, half-jokingly, "Like overnight riches? A promotion and raise?"
"Not at all. This is good enough for now."
Wei Yumeng paused for a moment. Miss Catherine's words were truly witty, not matching her sharp and capable demeanor.
Catherine nodded thoughtfully upon hearing Wei Yumeng's reply, indicating her agreement.
"Indeed, after all, you are the primary wife of the Zhan family. What could you possibly lack?"
The couple, who had been silent for a long time, turned to look at Wei Yumeng upon hearing this.
That's right, the person before them was no longer a girl who lacked love, nor a rookie in the workplace craving promotion and a raise. She was Madam Zhan, capable of handling things independently and lacking nothing.
Song Lijun's wavering heart settled back into place. She leaned lightly against Feng Zhenhua's shoulder.
Feng Zhenhua naturally understood her unspoken thoughts and whispered softly in Song Lijun's ear,
"I support your decision."
Catherine pretended to casually glance at her parents, a hint of joy in her eyebrows.
Her mother was always indecisive, especially in matters of the heart, and her father listened to everything their mother said. She had long known this.
"Miss Catherine is a successful career woman, and you also have the love of your parents. I imagine your life must be quite prosperous."
Wei Yumeng smiled faintly, deflecting the comment with a light touch. She picked up her teacup and took a sip.
The three people, not entirely familiar with each other, remained in the room. Her words were impeccable, yet she felt a strange atmosphere pervading the air.
"Compared to the Zhan family, my achievements are insignificant." Catherine spoke humbly, a polite exchange that brought the conversation to a close.
The ward quieted down, but familiar footsteps were heard from outside.
Wei Yumeng's beautiful eyes shifted, and she suddenly looked towards the door. Before the person arrived, a childish voice filled with an overwhelming urgency called out,
"Mommy, Big Brother and Daddy are here to see you!"
Shi Qing ran in first, trotting happily and scrambling onto the hospital bed, burying herself in Wei Yumeng's embrace.
Following behind were Zhan Mohan and the proper-looking Jin Zhi.
"Sister, Mommy hasn't recovered yet. You should get down quickly," Jin Zhi said earnestly, taking small steps to the bedside.
Wei Yumeng chuckled and reached out, affectionately ruffling Jin Zhi's hair without hesitation. Her son had truly emulated Zhan Mohan down to the last detail.
"Mr. Zhan? We meet again,"
Catherine said, surprised as Zhan Mohan suddenly appeared. She couldn't recall when she had last seen him, and she never expected to see this man again.
"These are my father and mother."
Feng Zhenhua and Song Lijun looked at Zhan Mohan for the first time, both of them looking towards him in unison.
Zhan Mohan gave a slight nod of acknowledgement. He was usually indifferent to others and walked directly to Wei Yumeng's side, taking her hand.
Catherine appeared somewhat embarrassed but sat down unbothered. This cold man was just as rumored; she had already experienced it the last time.
Wei Yumeng was truly lucky to be cherished by this man.
Catherine looked at the radiant Wei Yumeng, her eyes darkening slightly. Therefore, she would not let anything else be taken away!
"Are you feeling better today?"
His deep voice was as mellow as aged red wine. Zhan Mohan touched Wei Yumeng's cheek, ignoring everyone else. A hint of satisfaction flickered in his dark eyes; her complexion was much healthier today.
"Much better," Wei Yumeng replied, her rosy lips parting slightly as she exhaled. If Zhan Mohan hadn't arrived, she wouldn't have been able to handle the family's overwhelming enthusiasm, feeling as if she were being interrogated by a gaggle of relatives.
Jin Zhi kept Shi Qing company. The two little ones were clearly happy to be by their mother's side, their little faces rosy.
Feng Zhenhua and Song Lijun didn't know where to look for a moment. The man, though possessing an imposing presence and seemingly as cold as ice, was as gentle as a spring breeze when facing Wei Yumeng.
The couple exchanged a knowing smile and finally understood Wei Yumeng's earlier words. With such a doting man, there was indeed no regret to be compensated for.
"These two children are so adorable, like carved jade," Song Lijun said to Feng Zhenhua, her gaze completely captivated by the twins.
"Indeed, a golden boy meets a jewel," Feng Zhenhua's eyes sparkled, his usually stern face softening considerably.
Although the Fengs wanted to go closer and see the children, reason held them back. In the midst of this warm family scene, they were merely strangers.
They watched the loving couple whispering to each other and sighed in silent admiration.
It was evident that this man treated her very well, and they could finally be at ease.
"Who are you?"
A childish voice sounded from below. Shi Qing, at some point, had slipped over to the couple's side. She tugged at Song Lijun's skirt with her small hand, tilting her head and blinking her innocent large eyes.
Song Lijun and Feng Zhenhua were instantly smitten by Shi Qing's adorable appearance. She hesitantly picked up Shi Qing and sat back on the chair, afraid of dropping the little doll.
"I am..."
The words ready to spill out got stuck in Song Lijun's throat. The joyful smile on her face vanished completely. She looked at Feng Zhenhua with a troubled expression.
"Shi Shi, you can't be rude to guests," Jin Zhi also ran over with Shi Qing, like a little adult reminding Shi Qing.
"It's alright, it's alright."
Feng Zhenhua saw Jin Zhi up close and was overjoyed. He could tell this little fellow would achieve great things in the future, but he did not reach out to hold him easily. This little boy must be as guarded as his father, a little ice cube.
Catherine saw how doting the couple was on the two little ones, and her sense of crisis escalated sharply. Before she could speak, Shi Qing suddenly giggled.
"Wow, your eyes are just like Mommy's, so round!"
Shi Qing's large, watery eyes blinked. She looked intently at Song Lijun, then turned to point at Feng Zhenhua's nose.
"Mommy's nose is also this pointy. What a coincidence!"
The innocent words, uttered without malice, instantly drew everyone's attention in the ward.
Wei Yumeng and Zhan Mohan turned to look at Shi Qing, while the couple exchanged bewildered glances.
Only Catherine felt as if she were in winter, a basin of ice-cold water drenching her from head to toe.
Everything she had done had been undone by this child's brief pronouncements!
"You clever little darling, you certainly know how to speak!"
Song Lijun and Feng Zhenhua were both overjoyed. They lifted Shi Qing high, then hugged her and spun her around a few times.
"Of course! My Mommy is smart, my Daddy is smart, and I am the smartest little girl!" Shi Qing declared haughtily, lifting her little head like a princess.