Thus, San Wa’s school was settled, and she would officially start attending tomorrow.
As for today, Xuan Mohan was taking his wife and children out for a Sunday outing, under the pretense that he hadn't taken a break in years and it was time for him to have normal holidays.
This, however, meant more work for Assistant Li, who was busy running errands for the past two days.
They decided not to eat out in the evening and opted to have dinner at home instead. Lan Qianqian intended to cook a good meal to thank Xuan Mohan.
"Mom, we're back," Lan Qianqian called out as she entered the house.
"Qianqian is back," Tong Muqing walked out from her room.
Seeing Xuan Mohan there as well, she smiled and greeted him, "Welcome, Mohan."
Setting aside other considerations, through their interactions over the past few days, Xuan Mohan had proven to be a truly good person.
If possible, she still hoped the young couple could end up together.
However, the age gap was significant, and Qianqian already had several children…
"Aunt Tong," Xuan Mohan responded with a smile, showing his respect, knowing that Lan Qianqian’s life had become easier due to her adoption.
"Come in and sit, I'll make you some tea." She was about to go get the tea leaves.
"Aunt Tong, please don't trouble yourself."
"Mom, don't mind him. Let him play with the kids. I'm planning to cook a lot tonight, could you lend me a hand?" Lan Qianqian said to Tong Muqing with a smile.
"Sure, sure, we should cook plenty. I bought a lot of groceries today."
"Then Mohan, you sit here. Qianqian and I will go into the kitchen to cook."
With that, they went into the kitchen.
Meanwhile, Xuan Mohan did nothing but play with the children.
While entertaining the kids, he smiled and glanced towards the kitchen.
There, a woman in an apron was chopping vegetables and cooking.
Here, he felt the warmth of a home. He finally understood why people get married; only after marriage can one's heart find peace and a sense of belonging.
With that thought, Xuan Mohan's smile grew brighter as he played with the children.
The family was harmonious and joyful.
Downstairs, a woman watched in the direction of the house, her face filled with malice.
"A woman who has given birth is still not good enough!"
The next morning, Lan Qianqian was preparing to send the children to school. To her surprise, as soon as she stepped out, she saw Xuan Mohan standing by the car, as if he had been waiting for a long time.
She walked over quickly, "Why are you here? Why didn't you come up and sit for a while?" Her tone was scolding, but her face couldn't hide her smile.
"Today is the children's first day of school. I'm here to take them to school and also to pick up my girlfriend for work," Xuan Mohan said, his deep eyes solely focused on the woman before him.
Lan Qianqian could only lower her head to conceal the growing curve of her lips.
"Handsome Uncle, how could you forget us again?" Mommy and Handsome Uncle look so good together, but you can't forget Little Tongtong.
"How could I forget? Uncle is here to take you to your new school." Xuan Mohan pinched Lan Tongtong's plump little face, reluctant to let go.
"Then let's go quickly." Thinking of the new school made Lan Tongtong excited.
After arriving at the school, they handed the children over to the teacher. Xuan Mohan was still a little reluctant to part with them, which amused Lan Qianqian greatly.
He seemed more like a doting parent than she, their actual mother.
However, with work starting soon, they had to leave.
As they neared Xuan's Corporation,
"Stop the car."
"Hmm? What's wrong?" he asked, but Xuan Mohan still stopped.
"I want to keep a low profile. I don't want people to know about our relationship yet, is that okay?" Lan Qianqian nervously twisted her fingers and looked at Xuan Mohan.
To be honest, Xuan Mohan was initially unhappy, but seeing Lan Qianqian's pitiable expression, he could only sigh helplessly.
"Alright."
"Thank you, Mohan." Lan Qianqian's face immediately lit up with a smile.
Xuan Mohan was displeased. "Don't thank me, okay?"
"Got it." Just as she was about to get out of the car, her hand was held by Xuan Mohan.
"What is it?" Lan Qianqian asked curiously.
"Your good morning kiss. You haven't given it to me yet."
With that, he lowered his head and kissed her rosy, full lips until Lan Qianqian was breathless before releasing her.
"Why can't you still change your breathing? Go on," Xuan Mohan chuckled softly.
Lan Qianqian, embarrassed and annoyed, covered her face and left.
Watching Lan Qianqian enter the building, Xuan Mohan drove the car directly into the company's underground parking lot and took the president's private elevator straight to the top floor.