airs, trying to flag down Zhuo Yu'an's car and ask him to take her to the hospital because it was difficult to hail a cab at this time. His car was slowly driving out of the complex ahead of her, and...This flight was quite a coincidence, as the flight attendants on board were the same group that had come to the city with Zhu YUAN the day before. Everyone had a deep impression of Zhu YUAN.

That day, he wore an icy and furious expression, so much so that they were hesitant to approach him for service, feeling that even speaking a word was a sin. In just three short days later, when they saw him again, it was as if two different people had taken his place.

A cute and adorable little girl sat beside him. He looked at her with tenderness and care. The little girl was very well-behaved, sitting quietly and seriously eating her snacks. She enjoyed his care contentedly. Her short legs swayed gently on the seat, white and chubby like lotus root sections, melting everyone's heart.

The flight attendant, taking the opportunity as she passed by, handed a tissue to the little girl and asked her in a soft voice.

"Baby, what's your name"

The little girl glanced at her sleeping mother and brother on the other side of the aisle, made a shushing gesture to the flight attendant, and then answered in a whisper.

"My name is Shu Xiaohe."

"Are you going to Mori-sho for tourism" the flight attendant lowered her voice again.

The little girl answered seriously.

“We’re going home with Dad.” She then whispered, pointing to Zhuo Yunan beside her, thinking she was being very quiet.

“He is my father.”

Upon hearing this, Zhuo YUAN's heart skipped a beat and his eyes welled up. No one had ever told her that he was her father, but from their first meeting, Shu Xiaohe had identified him as her dad. This blood connection and natural closeness moved him deeply. Some people say that paternal love is different from maternal love because it doesn't come from the hardship of carrying a child for ten months. Fatherly love isn't innate, but rather something cultivated over time.

But he didn't need time to cultivate that love, these were his and Tinglan's children, that alone was enough for him to fall in love with them instantly, let alone such intelligent and adorable children.

A slight gust of air turbulence jolted Shu Tinglan awake on this side of the aisle. Accompanying it was a familiar soft and cute voice in his ear...

“He is my father.”

She also felt a pang in her heart. Strangely, how did Shu Xiaohe know that Zhuo Yunan was their father Because she had casually mentioned that her father and grandmother had gone to heaven before, she hadn't even figured out how to explain to the children that Zhuo Yunan was their father.

Zhuo Yu'an saw that she had woken up and cast her a concerned look across the corridor, asking if she wanted some water

She shook her head, still a little dazed, thinking she was on a business trip, but looking at the two children and Zhuo Yu'an beside her, she was instantly brought back to reality.

This is Huinsenzhou seeking refuge.

Zhuo Yu'an brought them back this time without notifying anyone, not even Lu Kuo. He just called a driver to pick them up at the airport and drove straight to the luxury mansion in the city center.

To come back again, especially with two little ones by her side, Shu Tinglan truly had a feeling of being worlds apart. After going around in circles, she's finally back.

The house was still the same as when they last visited, but Zhuo Yu’an had put protective strips around all the edges and corners, which was very thoughtful. Unlike the rental apartments in the city that could be seen at a glance, this house was large and spacious, with clear divisions for each functional area. There were separate designs for leisure, reception, and dining areas. Zhuo Yu’an had knocked down the wall between one bedroom and the living room and installed a floor-to-ceiling glass wall. The remodeled bedroom became a children's playground. In most parts of this house, you could see what was inside at a glance. This allowed the children to play to their heart's content while giving adults an easy view and peace of mind.

The little children, after running around all day, were not tired at all. As soon as they entered the house, they started to run and play, then plunged into the playground. Although the children had lived with their mothers in a small rental apartment since they were young, they weren't unfamiliar with the world. Uncle Yi's house was also quite large, allowing them to run and jump around. However, most of the toys in Uncle Yi's first floor were for adults, unlike here, which was filled with toys that children loved.

Shu Tinglan didn't speak either. He had mentally prepared himself when he returned with Zhuo Yu'an that he would spoil their children without any limits. No matter how much she resisted returning with him before, she never doubted he would be a good father.

Zuo Yu'an took her and the children's luggage to their respective rooms and dressing rooms, still as before, preferring to do everything himself.

Just that Shu Tinglan's state of mind was different, she couldn't adapt to his care for a while, and took her own suitcase from his hands.

“You tidy up for the children, I’ll do mine.”

In the walk-in closet, her old clothes were still hanging there, neatly categorized, just as they had been when she left. Even after several years, they didn't seem out of style at all, probably because most of them were work outfits.

She carefully cleared out one of the cabinets, hanging her brought clothes separately on it. A shadow fell beside her, and as she turned around, she saw Zhuo Yunan.

He stood beside the wardrobe, watching her, and it was probably her carefulness that made him feel uncomfortable.

"This is your home," he said. He meant that you could do whatever you wanted with this dressing room.

Shouting Lan put down the clothes she had brought and glanced at him.

"Have the kids packed their bags"

"Moved it to the child's room."

Shu Tinglan glanced at the children's room. He was quite thoughtful and had put each child's things in separate rooms.

Zuo Yu'an is a doer. In the afternoon, when the children were napping, he called Shu Tinglan to his study.

“Here are some kindergarten brochures, take a look and see which one suits you.”

Shu Tinglan sat opposite the desk in his study, took the file and lowered his head to read it very seriously. Zhuo Yu'an had chosen a kindergarten that was naturally as expensive as possible, and the annual tuition fees compared to those in the city were sky-high.

Actually, one has to admit that living in Senzhou with Zhuo Yunan is better for the children's future development. Of course, this is contingent on Cheng Zhimin not getting involved.

Zhuo Yu an sat on the other side of the desk. As she bent down to look at the documents, he leaned back in his chair and quietly watched her. No matter what she did, she was always so focused. Even just a few preschooler's files, someone who didn't know better would think she was reviewing a multi-million dollar business contract. She seemed to not miss even a single punctuation mark.

This is Shu Tinglan's habit, actually she reads all kinds of information every day and has already mastered a wide range of knowledge. However, for kindergartens for young children, she is still cautious. She needs to consider the environment, educational philosophy, requirements for teachers, relationships between classmates and even parents, etc.

However, after taking a look around, I realized I was overthinking it. With thousands of kindergartens in Senzhou, the five chosen by Zhu Yu'an must be the best in every aspect.

He finally pointed to one of them.

"Let's go to this one." It's the closest to home.

Zuo Yu'an saw the one she was pointing at and smiled.

"A bird of a feather flocks together!" was also his favorite. it's Dad Wealth." 。What does "Han Zhaoyi" mean 。"Daddy for bringing fortune" Zhao Tingxing had wanted to ask last night. 。"Zhaocai is Uncle Jiang's dog, very cute, and he's also called Zhaocai. We a...