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"Xiaoyan, you know perfectly well that I will definitely have it... I've never hidden anything from you."

Bo Siheng initially felt embarrassed, but he came to his senses after seeing He Yan's little expression.

He sighed helplessly, his eyes filled with indulgence.

“There are many ways to express love, and this is the most direct one. However, I can’t just follow my own heart and ignore your feelings, because that would be unfair to you.”

Knowing that He Yan was being mischievous, he wasn't angry at all.

"I just want to see how pure your feelings are."

He Yan watched him with great interest, testing him again and again.

She hoped that Bo Siheng would be a reliable partner.

I also hope he will be a good father.

This will make her, who has never had such an emotional anchor before, even more resilient.

"Now you see it?"

Bo Siheng chuckled slightly, then covered her up again with the blanket, afraid she would catch a cold.

He endured a lot of hardship, but he also felt satisfied.

This shows that his feelings for He Yan could withstand any test. Even if he were gone in the future, at least he would not have failed in his love. His only regret was that his life was not perfect, and so was his love.

"I see. I've discovered you're quite timid."

He Yan lay back down, a faint smile on her lips.

Perhaps it was because I felt the baby move that my anticipation for the future dispelled the dull atmosphere.

She felt confident that she could spend her life with Bo Siheng.

"Yes, I'm very timid."

Bo Siheng lay face to face with He Yan, feeling a different kind of emotion.

He touched her face, his eyes filled with surging emotions.

“I was afraid of so many things: I was afraid that Grandma would be all alone, that the Bo family would fall into enemy hands, and even more afraid… that you would be wronged, that you would leave me. But man proposes, God disposes, and I have no chance.”

Bo Siheng's face was full of reluctance and deep resentment.

His life was a complete joke.

What's the point of talking about the future? What's the point of talking about what's to come?

But He Yan didn't hear any of this. She was very tired, and her previous excitement couldn't keep up with her drowsiness.

Racing is a very energy-consuming activity, let alone two races.

Bo Siheng felt a pang of heartache seeing how exhausted she was.

He supports and understands He Yan's excellence and hobbies, but he wonders how much she has sacrificed behind her success.

"Sleep well, your future holds endless possibilities."

Bo Siheng embraced He Yan and placed a kiss on her forehead.

From then on, he would live each day as if it were his last.

***

the next day.

He Yan woke up at almost nine o'clock.

She stretched in bed and noticed that the curtains were bathed in golden sunlight, so she knew without a doubt that it was a beautiful day.

Just then, the phone next to me rang.

He Yan took it and saw that it was Su Wan's phone number.

"what's up?"

"Xiaoyan, have you rested well? Do you have time? Your father and I would like to see you."

Su Wan's voice on the phone was full of gentleness.

In the background, there was also He Zhengyuan's concerned voice.

"Tell Xiaoyan not to rush on the way, we can wait for her."

He Yan could hear some wind and noise from their direction, so they seemed to be outside.

"Is there a problem?"

"You'll see when you get here!"

Su Wan was clearly in a good mood, and her tone was light and cheerful.

He Yan was a little surprised, but didn't ask any more questions.

"Okay, I'll be right there."

She couldn't guess what He Zhengyuan and his wife wanted to see her about, but after yesterday, the thawed relationship between them made her subconsciously unwilling to reject their overtures.

After He Yan finished tidying up, she went downstairs and said goodbye to Bo Siheng.

He didn't ask any further questions, but simply instructed the driver to take her there.

Soon, He Yan arrived at the address given by Su Wan.

As soon as she got out of the car, a look of surprise flashed across her face.

"This is... a notary office?"

"Xiaoyan, you're here. Perfect timing. We've already gotten our number, so we can just go in."

Su Wan and He Zhengyuan saw He Yan and immediately came over to greet her, pulling her along as they were about to leave.

He Yan was still looking confused when she sat down at the service window.

She snapped out of her daze and quickly stood up again.

"What are you doing?"

“Xiaoyan, this is what your mother and I discussed last night. We have wronged you too much over the past twenty years, and we feel terrible. We have not been able to make it up to you properly even after bringing you back.”

He Zhengyuan patted He Yan on the shoulder, his tone earnest.

He felt that handing over the He family's pharmaceutical factory to He Yan was not enough; that was a responsibility, not care.

"So we plan to give you some real estate and property."

Su Wan also comforted He Yan, echoing her husband's words.

"Don't feel burdened. You deserve all of this. Your two older brothers and Yiyi all have it too. Mom won't favor anyone anymore. You are all my children."

She held He Yan's hand, as if only in this way could she make up for the past.

For the past twenty years, they have doted on He Yiyi as their own daughter, but they never expected that she was the child switched at birth.

Now everything is back on track, and they have realized their mistakes.

"I've made you suffer too much in the past."

"I'm actually fine. My adoptive parents treated me very well when I was a child."

He Yan's eyes were filled with surprise; she hadn't expected her biological parents' way of making amends to be so direct and domineering.

How can she explain that she doesn't actually lack these things?

At first, she returned to the He family as a mission to gain experience, because she needed to investigate the He family's pharmaceutical factory to find the murderer who killed her master, and this was the fastest way.

Moreover, at that time she didn't care whether she had blood relatives or not.

“That’s different. We are related by blood, Xiaoyan. Dad is also very happy that you are back.”

He Zhengyuan had already learned about this before he took He Yan home.

Her adoptive parents had both passed away, and she could only rely on herself, which is why she became indifferent.

Because he had to be strong in order to support himself.

"Things will get better in the future."

"Yes, don't refuse. This is also your grandfather's wish. He also has something to give you."

Su Wan pulled He Yan to sit down and took out several documents from her bag.

She laid them out one by one for He Yan to see.

He Yan's eyes flickered slightly; there were more than a dozen items listed above, including both movable and immovable property.

This includes several properties and shops that have appreciated in value, not to mention cars and jewelry.

These things, though numerous, all represent their heartfelt sentiments.

"Okay, then I'll take it."

He Yan did not refuse again.

Su Wan and He Zhengyuan both looked relieved.

The two of them notarized everything. Although it couldn't make up for the debt of the past twenty years, at least they could have peace of mind.

Thank you, Dad, Mom.

Seeing how happy they were, He Yan was inexplicably infected by their emotions.

She had to think it through for a long time before she managed to utter those two titles with difficulty.

"Oh, no need to thank me, this is what Mom should give you."

Su Wan was so moved that she couldn't help but tear up again.

He Zhengyuan could understand his wife; the two of them had been waiting for this address for far too long.

This feeling of heartache was different from that of the other children; it was their daughter whom they had lost and then found again.

He Yan's expression softened, and she smiled.

At that moment, the estrangement within the family vanished without a trace.