When she got married, Shang Yunshen did not show up, but sent a gift through someone else. After that, the siblings never contacted each other again.
Unexpectedly, he had kept track of her news all along, and even sent her his regards after she gave birth.
Shang Wu gripped her phone, her fingers tightening slightly, her heart filled with mixed emotions.
She was silent for a few seconds, then looked up, smiled at Lu Rang and A Ying, and quickly tapped her fingers on the screen to reply.
Thank you. The child's nickname is Yuwu, Yu as in the Yu family and Wu as in mist. She will always be your niece. As her uncle, please come visit her when you have time.
She chose to be generous and honest.
Past grudges seem to have become less important.
After the message was sent, it disappeared without a trace, and Shang Yun Shen did not reply.
It was evening.
Yu Wu woke up, her small sobs sounding like a cat's meow.
Under the guidance of the postpartum nanny, Shang Wu awkwardly tried to breastfeed her.
There was another knock on the ward door, and this time, the figure standing in the doorway made the air in the room freeze slightly.
Shang Yun Shen has arrived.
He was wearing a dark gray overcoat, his figure was upright, and his face was still handsome, but there was a bit more melancholy and maturity between his brows than before.
He was carrying several expensive-looking gift boxes. His gaze first fell on Shang Wu, lingered for a moment with a complicated expression, and then slowly moved to the crib next to him.
Lu Rang stood up almost immediately, subconsciously taking half a step forward to block Shang Wu and the crib, his eyes carrying a hint of barely perceptible wariness.
"Why are you here?"
Shang Yun Shen didn't seem surprised by Lu Rang's reaction.
He walked in, placed the tonics aside, and without any further pleasantries, took out a bank card from the inside pocket of his coat and handed it to Lu Rang in a calm and indifferent tone.
"A small gift for the child."
Lu Rang was stunned.
He had imagined many possible scenarios for the meeting, perhaps awkwardness, perhaps an argument, but he never expected it to be a direct handing over of a bank card.
He looked at Shang Wu, who was also somewhat surprised, but then nodded slightly to him.
Lu Rang lowered the wariness in his eyes, reached out and took the thin card, feeling the cool touch of the card on his fingertips.
He paused for a moment before speaking, his voice slightly gentler than usual: "Thank you, brother."
The way he called out "brother" was a little stiff, but it made Shang Wu, who was standing next to him, feel a slight tingling in her nose.
Shang Yun Shen seemed to be taken aback by the address. He glanced at Shang Wu, who was looking at the child tenderly on the bed, and then at Lu Rang, whose attitude had obviously softened. His tense expression seemed to soften a little.
Lu Rang carefully put the bank card away, as if he had made a decision, and took the initiative to speak, breaking the deadlock.
"Haven't had dinner yet? There's a nice restaurant nearby, wanna go together?"
This proposal surprised everyone, including Shang Yunshen.
He looked up at Lu Rang, his gaze scrutinizing him as if trying to determine the sincerity in his words.
After a few seconds of silence, Shang Yun Shen nodded: "Okay."
The two men were of contrasting personalities: one calm and aloof, the other deep and reserved.
One second they were locked in an invisible stalemate, but the next they left the ward one after the other in silence to go eat together.
Ah Ying had been hiding in the corner trying to minimize her presence, and only now did she finally let out a long sigh of relief, patting her chest in disbelief.
"My God, I was so scared I didn't dare breathe! President Lu and your brother... they actually managed to have dinner together peacefully? This is a reconciliation of the century!"
Shang Wu gazed at the closed door, a gentle smile slowly spreading across her lips.
The setting sun outside the window was just right, casting a warm glow throughout the room.
She looked down at her daughter, who was fast asleep again after eating, and gently nuzzled her soft little face.
“Yes,” she said softly, as if answering A-Ying, or as if telling herself, “Yu-Wu, look, everything is getting better.”
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