Qiao Wanwan smiled. Wen Xue didn't know that she had originally planned to attend the banquet, so she used the National Day holiday as an excuse to try and get her to go.
Wen Xue didn't quite understand the meaning behind Qiao Wanwan's smile, and then said, "If Miss Qiao doesn't want to appear in public, I can prepare a room for you at the hotel. It would be best if nothing happens during the National Day holiday, but if anything does happen, you can come as soon as possible."
Qiao Wanwan composed herself, her smile unchanged. "Thank you for the invitation, Miss Wen. I will be there on time."
"Really?" Wen Xue exclaimed in delight. "That's wonderful!"
"I am indeed worried about the National Day holiday."
“Then I will await Miss Qiao’s arrival.” Wen Xue took Eleven’s hand. “Let’s go.”
"No!" Eleven broke free from her grasp, ran over, and grabbed Qiao Wanwan's leg. "I want to be with Sister Wanwan!"
Wen Xue's fingertips trembled as she suppressed the violent heaving of her chest!
Qiao Wanwan squatted down and touched Eleven's little face. "You go with Mommy first. Wanwan will meet you tonight, okay?"
"Really?"
"Of course it's true."
"Can I come back with you tonight?"
"Of course you can if you'd like."
Eleven nodded vigorously, "I do!"
"Then you should go obediently first."
"good."
Only then was Wen Xue able to take Shiyi away.
Zhan Jingting stepped out of the elevator and asked, "They're gone?"
"Hmm." Qiao Wanwan felt a void in her heart. "I'm quite reluctant to see Eleven go."
Zhan Jingting dismissed it, "It's not like he's not coming back."
"I know." Qiao Wanwan took a deep breath. "Never mind, I'll give you acupuncture first. I have to attend a banquet tonight, so I won't have time."
"good."
Qiao Wanwan went to get the silver needles soaked in medicine. In the past, she only used acupuncture on him when he had an attack, but now that she had found a direction, she could take action to treat him.
Qiao Wanwan observed Zhan Jingting's complexion while administering acupuncture.
Suddenly, Zhan Jingting frowned and hissed.
"What's wrong?" Qiao Wanwan asked anxiously. "Are you feeling unwell?"
Zhan Jingting chuckled softly, "Just kidding."
"Zhan Jingting!" Qiao Wanwan said angrily, "What's wrong with you? How can you joke about something like this?"
"I saw you were too nervous." Zhan Jingting touched her face tenderly. "Wanwan, every time you give me acupuncture, you're so tense. I don't want you to be under so much pressure, understand?"
Qiao Wanwan smiled slightly. "I'm not under pressure, I'm just more focused."
"I am your husband. Do you think I wouldn't be able to tell if it's pressure or focus?"
Qiao Wanwan was unable to refute, "I am indeed under pressure because the treatment I give you is not guaranteed. I am afraid that I will use the wrong medicine or that it will have some effect on your body."
Moreover, her treatment is unlikely to show any effect in a short period of time; we can only observe it over time.
“Wanwan, if this will put you under so much pressure, I won’t let you do it.”
"No!" Qiao Wanwan said anxiously, "I must cure you, Zhan Jingting, we are going to grow old together!"
"Of course we'll grow old together." Zhan Jingting took her hand and kissed it. "Wanwan, but I hope every minute and every second you spend with me is easy."
“I’m not only relaxed, but also very happy.” Qiao Wanwan hugged him. “But Jingting, I shouldn’t be a canary kept in a cage by you. I can be strong enough to stand by your side and face the storms with you. No matter what happens, I will live and die with you.”
"Wanwan, thank you."
"We're husband and wife, there's no need for thanks."
"Thank you for becoming my wife."
Qiao Wanwan suddenly frowned suspiciously, "Why does that sound so familiar?"
"Does that sound familiar?"
"...I think you mentioned this to me when we were going to sleep sometime, right?"
"No."
"Definitely, I've definitely heard it."
Zhan Jingting smiled and said, "Wanwan, I do talk to you when you're asleep."
"Really?" Qiao Wanwan pouted. "What do you want to say while I'm asleep?"
"secret."
"Tch." Qiao Wanwan removed the silver needles from him. "You'll come with me to the banquet tonight."
"I'm not interested." Zhan Jingting closed his eyes. "The people the Wen family is hosting are indeed the most elite in the capital. Let Zhan Yin accompany you to deal with them. With him there, you won't suffer any losses."
"Fine, you don't need to condescend to go to such an occasion."
......
At that time, the Wen family mansion.
Eleven sat on the sofa with his arms crossed, looking displeased.
"Eleven, you can't be so rude. Quickly greet them," Wen Xue reminded him.
Eleven pouted and reluctantly said, "Grandpa."
Mr. Wen shook his head helplessly. “He looks exactly like Zhan Jingting, even his expression is the same. I think his temperament is not much different either. Wen Xue, you are too impulsive. Giving birth to this child may not be a good thing.”
Wen Xue glanced at her father and said, "Dad, the child is very smart. Don't say these things in front of him."
Mr. Wen sighed, "Fine, I don't care anymore. I won't attend tonight's banquet. You young people can handle your own affairs."
After finishing his sentence, Mr. Wen left immediately.
Wen Xue patted Eleven's head. "Eleven, you can't be so rude. That's Grandpa."
"Grandpa kept staring at Eleven, and he was very rude," Eleven said matter-of-factly.
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