Upon hearing the sound, Lin Qing hurriedly took out cosmetics from her spatial storage and quickly painted her face to look slightly haggard. Lin Qing had no choice; she was in such good condition that she didn't look like she had just given birth at all. How could someone look this good after giving birth?

Lin Qing had just finished painting when the door was pushed open from the outside, and Zhao Xuan walked in carrying large and small bags.

"Mom, why didn't you tell me you were coming? I could have asked Nanxun to pick you up!"

Lin Qing saw Zhao Xuan and quickly sat up straight.

She didn't expect her mother-in-law to arrive so quickly; it had only been a week. It seemed she had rushed over as soon as she received the call.

"It's okay, Mom has someone to pick her up. Qingqing, come and let Mom see the baby."

Zhao Xuan put her things down and went straight to the kang (a heated brick bed). She reached out to take the child Lin Qing offered, but after taking it halfway, she withdrew her hand and said:

"No, I can't hug you right now. Qingqing, wait a minute. Mom is going to take a shower. I've been on the train for days and I'm not clean."

Without waiting for Lin Qing's reply, Zhao Xuan left the room again, returned to her own room, took clean clothes, and headed to the bathroom.

Lin Qing watched Zhao Xuan's hurried figure, and a warm feeling welled up in her heart.

She felt her mother-in-law's care; her mother-in-law genuinely cared about the child, and this thoughtful concern made her feel very warm.

She had often read about disharmonious mother-in-law and daughter-in-law relationships in novels, so she never expected to have a good relationship with her mother-in-law. But Zhao Xuan's actions made Lin Qing feel particularly comfortable.

Soon after, Zhao Xuan finished showering, changed into clean clothes, and went back into the room. Her hair was still damp, and she had a bright smile on her face.

"Qingqing, now you can let Mom hold the baby, okay?"

Zhao Xuan asked softly, her eyes filled with joy.

Lin Qing nodded and carefully handed the child to Zhao Xuan.

Zhao Xuan took the child, her smile widening. She gently rocked the baby, soothing him in a tender voice.

"The child looks just like you, with big eyes and fair skin." Zhao Xuan said, teasing the child. Xiao Nianqing looked at the woman in front of her with a puzzled look. Was this her maternal grandmother or paternal grandmother? Xiao Nianqing couldn't help but do some quick calculations. Oh! It was her paternal grandmother.

"Hmm, the eyes look like mine, but the nose and mouth look like Nam-hoon."

Lin Qing nodded in agreement.

"Yes, that's right! Her eyes are like yours, and her nose and mouth are like Nanxun's. This child is really good at growing up, inheriting the best features of both of you."

Zhao Xuan's heart almost melted. Looking at the beautiful child in front of her, she couldn't help but lower her head and kiss the child's face.

"Is this my grandson? This is my first grandson! How can my grandson be so cute? How can my grandson be so handsome..."

Zhao Xuan showered Lin Qing with compliments, making Lin Qing blush. Her mother-in-law was too good at praising her.

"Oh dear, your dad is so unlucky. He can't even hold such a good grandson."

Suddenly, Zhao Xuan said with a gloating look, "Oh, it's good that I'm here. This old man can't even come if he wants to. He's probably regretting it at home right now!"

Zhao Xuan's thinking was indeed correct. At this moment, Chen Jianjun was talking to his son Chen Aihua with a sorrowful expression.

"Your mom should have arrived by now! I wonder if she misses me."

Chen Aihua poured herself a cup of tea, took a sip, and then slowly said, "Dad, you're overthinking it. Mom is so happy holding her grandson right now! How could she possibly miss you?"

Hearing Chen Aihua's words, Chen Jianjun felt even more heartbroken. He slammed his hand on the table and said, "You little brat, get out of here! You're just stabbing your father in the heart."

Seeing her father angry, Chen Aihua hurriedly ran out. Chen Jianjun looked at the empty study and couldn't help but sigh, "Sigh! I also want to see my grandson, but what can I do?"

"Qingqing, what's the baby's name? Have you chosen a name yet?"

While soothing the child, Zhao Xuan asked Lin Qing a question.

Lin Qing said shyly after hearing this, "Call me Gu Nianqing."

She suddenly regretted choosing the name. It was fine when she told others about the name, but now that she was telling her mother-in-law about the child's name, Lin Qing suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

Zhao Xuan smiled and nodded: "Nan Xun named it, right? It's a very nice name."

Although Gu Nanxun's decision to give the child the surname Gu surprised Zhao Xuan for a moment, she quickly realized that no matter what the child's surname was, he was still her grandson.

At this moment, Zhao Xi brought in a bowl of noodles from outside.

"Mom, give me the child. You should eat something first. You've been on the train for days, you must be exhausted."

Zhao Xuan was reluctant to hand the child over to Lin Qing. She was indeed tired and hungry. After getting off the train, she was so anxious to see the child that she rushed back without having time to eat. Although she was also reluctant to leave the child, she knew that there was no rush.

After finishing her meal, Zhao Xuan went back to rest. Although her health had improved a lot thanks to Lin Qing's care, she was not completely recovered yet.

In the evening, Gu Nanxun returned home from work. Zhao Xuan handed the child to Gu Nanxun, asking him to hold him. Gu Nanxun readily took the child and held him in his arms, his movements clearly indicating he was quite experienced with holding children.

Zhao Xuan smiled as she watched this scene and said to Gu Nanxun, "You two are so alike."

Gu Nanxun held the child and gently rocked him, saying, "Mom, thank you for your hard work."

Zhao Xuan shook her head: "What's so hard about it! I'm happy to hold my grandson, it's not hard at all, Mom is very happy."

After Zhao Xuan arrived, Lin Qing was indeed much more relaxed. After all, Zhao Xuan, as an elder, had a lot of experience that Lin Qing couldn't learn from videos or books.

Zhao Xuan took care of the child almost all day, only handing him over to Lin Qing at night, which Lin Qing was happy to do. Gu Nanxun was the happiest of all; he wished Zhao Xuan could take the child away at night as well.

Regardless, everyone was happy with the result. However, apart from Gu Nianqing, he could also enter the space during the day, but since his grandmother came, he could only come to the space with his parents at night. This was not conducive to his cultivation. There was no spiritual energy in this world, and only some spiritual energy in the space. But he was so young, and he had no other choice.