It was late at night, and Gu Yanshen lay with his eyes open, unable to sleep.
Beside him, Lin Wan Yi turned over and softly asked.
"Are you still upset about the letter from earlier today?"
The man's body stiffened momentarily, saying nothing.
Lin Wan Yi reached out, gently patting his firm arm.
"Mom is just worried about the child."
"She doesn't know what kind of person you are, but I do."
In the darkness, Gu Yanshen grabbed her hand tightly.
"Wanyi."
His voice was extremely hoarse.
"Hmm?"
"In the future, with matters at home, let me handle them."
Lin Wan Yi smiled, with a hint of slyness in her voice.
"No need, I just remembered something good."
"When I came over from Hai City, I brought some of the old remedies left by Grandma in my luggage. They might come in handy."
Gu Yanshen was taken aback, not understanding what she meant.
The next day, while Gu Yanshen went to the regiment to hand over some work, Gu Lan was chatting with people in the courtyard.
