Zhan Jingting raised his glass and politely replied, "Since we're family, there's no need to be so formal. Just call me Jingting."

"Then I won't stand on ceremony." Old Master Huo readily agreed. "Jingting, I'll toast you."

"I should be the one toasting you."

After exchanging pleasantries, Su Jing said gratefully, "Jing Ting, I also want to toast you. Thank you for being so kind to Wanwan..."

Zhan Jingting looked at Qiao Wanwan beside him, his eyes gentle, "She is my wife. No matter where she comes from, whether her relatives are murderers or the world's richest people, it will not affect my love for her."

Although Qiao Wanwan had heard these sweet words many times before, she was still a little embarrassed in front of so many people, and her face turned red instantly.

But Zhan Yin, being the simple-minded type, bluntly asked, "You've already had three children, why are you still embarrassed to have sex?"

Qiao Wanwan glared at him, "If you don't speak, no one will think you're mute!"

Zhan Yin: "......"

Grandpa Huo beamed from ear to ear, "I've long heard of Young Master Yin's great name, and seeing him today, he is indeed adorable."

Zhan Yin: "......"

"My reputation outside the home is that I'm cute? What kind of lousy reputation is that?"

"Isn't being cute good?" Qiao Wanwan said. "You are cute, do you have to say you're handsome, dashing, and skilled in both literature and martial arts?"

"You're right, that's exactly me."

Qiao Wanwan: "......"

"Mommy, Xiao Yin is so vain!" Eleven blurted out.

"Yes, we can't follow his example. We should be realistic and not blindly narcissistic."

"Um!"

Zhan Yin: "......"

The meal was finished amidst laughter and conversation, and before they knew it, only Zhan Jingting and Huo Shiqian remained at the table, drinking alone.

The two bottles of red wine were almost divided between the two of them and Zhan Yin, but they were still not satisfied and went to get a few more bottles.

"Master Zhan has a good capacity for alcohol," Huo Shiqian said with a smile.

Zhan Jingting held a wine glass in his long, slender hand with distinct knuckles. "Wanwan is very strict and usually doesn't let me drink. Today is a rare occasion, so of course I have to drink my fill."

Huo Shiqian was quite surprised, "I know you love Wanwan, but I didn't expect you to be willing to be henpecked."

"Once you have a girl you love, you'll know that being managed and controlled by her is an incredibly happy thing."

Huo Shiqian took a sip of red wine and smiled, "My family has arranged countless blind dates for me, but I think the probability of finding love like yours is very low, so I don't have that expectation."

Zhan Jingting remained noncommittal, saying, "Love is something that can't be forced; it can only be determined by fate."

That makes sense.

......

Qiao Wanwan had no idea what the two men had been talking about at home. She pretended to eat something delicious and went straight to the hospital.

In the ward, Old Su was chatting with the "Ghost Hand Doctor," and the two seemed to get along very well.

"Wanwan?" Old Su was pleasantly surprised to see Qiao Wanwan. "What brings you here?"

“We’ve all eaten and drunk our fill, so of course we can’t forget you,” Qiao Wanwan said. “I’ll bring you some extra treats.”

Old Su was deeply moved, "What a good child, not forgetting to call us."

The Ghostly Doctor smiled and said, "Wanwan has always been meticulous."

"Master, this is for you. It contains all your favorite dishes."

"good."

"Old Su is not fully recovered yet, so I asked the kitchen to make you a light and nutritious soup."

"good."

The Ghost Hand Doctor took his portion and ate it at the table next to him.

Qiao Wanwan poured the soup out of the thermos, "Be careful, it's hot."

"Thank you." Old Su took a sip. "It's very delicious. Although it's light, it actually tastes like your grandmother's."

"I guess most home-cooked soups are pretty much the same."

As he drank, Old Su said, "When your grandmother was young, she loved to study cooking and would make us different delicious dishes every day."

"It's just a pity that she died young and couldn't grow old with me. If she were still alive, she would be so happy to see you and the children."

Qiao Wanwan's nose tingled. "Although I've never met her, I can imagine how gentle and tender she must be."

“You’re right, gentle and tender, that’s so fitting.” Old Su’s eyes welled up with tears. “Wanwan, you and your grandmother are so alike, both in appearance and temperament.”

"I'm probably not that good." Qiao Wanwan smiled. "My personality is actually very tough and stubborn."

"After all, she's a member of the Huo family, and her stubbornness is something she inherited from Old Man Huo." Old Man Su was in good spirits. "Wanwan, let Grandpa tell you more about the Su family."

"OK."

"......"

Qiao Wanwan stayed at the hospital chatting with Old Su and the "Ghost Hand Doctor" until after nine o'clock. She only got up to leave after Eleven called.

"You guys get some rest, I'm going back now."

"Okay, drive carefully."

"Um."

Qiao Wanwan had just reached the door of the ward when Old Su suddenly called out to her, "Wanwan!"

Qiao Wanwan stopped and turned to look at him. "What's wrong?"

"Grandpa is very happy today." Tears welled up in Grandpa Su's eyes. "I'm so glad to have this evening to spend alone with my granddaughter and reminisce about so many things from the past."

Qiao Wanwan smiled slightly. "I'm happy too. Let's continue our chat once you're better."

Old Su nodded. "Alright. Go back now."

"Okay, goodnight."

"good evening."

......

When Qiao Wanwan returned to Wutong Bay, Eleven and Xiao Jiu were already tired from playing. She took them back to their room to shower and sleep before going to Su Jing's room.

"Wanwan?" Su Jing opened the door, saw Qiao Wanwan, and asked with delight, "Did you need something?"

"It's alright. I'm just asking if you're used to it. If there's anything you're not used to, just let Aunt Zheng know."

"It's great here, even better than a hotel. Don't worry, we're all settling in perfectly."

"That's good," Qiao Wanwan said. "Then you should get some rest."

"Wanwan." Su Jing called out to her, "Thank you. I haven't been this happy in a long time. When the two children surrounded me and called me Grandma tonight, I really felt that my life had been worthwhile."

Qiao Wanwan smiled and said, "They like you very much, and I am very grateful to you for taking such good care of them."

"It's only right that I love them," Su Jing said, her voice choked with emotion. "It's just that I owe you so much, and I don't know how I can ever repay you..."

"You don't owe me anything," Qiao Wanwan said calmly. "You didn't know I was switched, so I can't really blame you. I didn't really blame you, otherwise I wouldn't have let you stay here."

Su Jing couldn't help but shed tears, "I know."

So don't be sad, take good care of yourself.

"Yes, Mom will."

Qiao Wanwan didn't say anything more. She went back to her room, took a shower, felt a little tired, and went to sleep immediately.

She didn't know how much time had passed when she was awakened by a low, muffled groan.

Qiao Wanwan suddenly opened her eyes and saw the man beside her frowning in pain, his hair already soaked with cold sweat!