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The jeep drove through the alleyways toward the military compound.

Sitting in the back row were his son and daughter-in-law, whom he had just recognized. Yan Zhenyue was still somewhat dazed.

On his way to find Yan Xiao, he had prepared countless speeches in his mind, but he didn't need to use them at all.

He even brought with him materials he had investigated to prove their relationship and documents to prove his identity, but he didn't have time to take them out.

The child was calmer and more open-minded than he had imagined.

(Yan Zhenyue later thought: Damn it, how could I have given birth to such a petty son! He's an utterly unfilial son! An unfilial son!)

Now that the matter of finding his son has been resolved, his mind is filled with the joy of his bedridden wife soon seeing their son.

What the couple had regretted for most of their lives, the family can finally reunite today.

He gripped the steering wheel harder, and the scars on the back of his hand looked grotesque from the force.

I floored the accelerator, eager to get home immediately.

The car suddenly accelerated, and Wen Qinghe's body lurched backward. Yan Xiao's face darkened, and he quickly pulled the girl into his arms.

Unable to resist frowning, she coldly rebuked the driver in the front seat, who was clearly slow to realize his mistake and had become overly agitated: "How can you be so old and have no sense of safety at all! Your wife is important, but my wife is important too!"

The man's sudden voice startled Yan Zhenyue, who glanced at the rearview mirror and realized he was driving too fast, so he quickly slowed down.

Yu Lu apologized and said to the person behind her, "Qinghe didn't scare you, did she? Dad was driving too fast."

The moment Yan Zhenyue uttered the word "Dad," he felt a strange sense of pleasure.

Unexpectedly, Yan Xiao immediately poured cold water on his enthusiasm.

Yan Xiao held the little girl in his arms and whispered:

"Qingqing, let's go early and come back early. Dad is waiting for us to come back for dinner tonight."

It goes without saying who this father is.

Wen Qinghe understood. She knew that Yan Xiao hadn't forgiven this handsome older man yet.

She squeezed the man's large hand and smiled sweetly ahead, saying, "It's alright, Uncle, don't rush. Drive slowly, safety first."