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He Teng responded affirmatively and afterwards, he made a call to He Zhilan’s translation agency. The call was answered by Sister Lin, who, upon hearing He Teng’s words, directly asked Chen Cui to set up an appointment for He Zhilan to go shopping the next day.

Returning home in the evening, He Zhilan was in good spirits and prepared a table full of delicious dishes. Seeing He Teng return, she playfully clinged to him and coquettishly brought up the matter of the gift once again.

"Chen Cui called my office earlier, saying that she has arranged for you to go shopping with her tomorrow, and wants you to find her at the translation agency tomorrow." He Teng did not continue the conversation about the gift, instead, he brought up Chen Cui’s plan to take He Zhilan shopping. Seeing He Zhilan covered in sweat, he took a piece of tissue paper to wipe for her, saying, "The weather is so hot, and it’s even hotter cooking with coal in the kitchen. It’s just the two of us for dinner; don’t prepare so many dishes in the future, it’s too tiring. "

"I was just feeling impulsive!" He Teng rarely showed such tender care as he wiped her sweat, which allowed He Zhilan to relish the moment.

Standing on tiptoes, she tried to get him to wipe all the sweat off her face, then looked up and smiled sweetly at He Teng, "So, tomorrow I’ll go out and shop with Chen Cui, do you have any objections? "

"No."

He Zhilan arched an eyebrow, "Then it’s strange, if you have no issues with my colleagues and I’m not suffering from some deadly disease, then why did you resign on my behalf?"

"I don’t have an issue with your colleagues, and you aren’t suffering from any deadly disease, are you overthinking again?" He Teng gently tapped He Zhilan’s forehead twice, and then pulled He Zhilan to sit down for dinner.

Seeing that He Teng truly had no displeasure, He Zhilan happily agreed. In truth, being cooped up at home all day really made her feel restless.

At this moment, He Zhilan especially admired the ancient ladies of noble families who never set foot outside their doors, wondering how they could have managed that?

At least, she, He Zhilan, could not do it.

The next day, He Zhilan took the army’s bus into the city, while He Teng, having taken leave, drove the army’s car to pick up Doctor Qin first, and then waited near the translation agency for He Zhilan and Chen Cui to come out. After the two women emerged, he followed them from a distance.

This was the first time He Teng saw He Zhilan chatting amiably with Chen Cui, and all their topics of conversation were about children.

It is indescribable what he felt at that moment, a pain that surpassed any other emotion.

Clearly, the child that had passed away with Old Master Gu had already left her life, but now had become the particularly adorable several-month-old son she would talk about.

He Teng thought, if that child were still here, if he were born at full term and He Zhilan became a real mother, she would certainly be even more affectionate and happy than she is now.

"This is a kind of self-protection after psychological trauma, nearing psychosis, but it’s not too severe," Doctor Qin, who had followed them the whole way, said to He Teng. Due to the crowd on the street and He Teng being quite alert, they were able to clearly hear Chen Cui and He Zhilan’s conversation without being noticed by He Zhilan, despite not being far away.

"At this time, she seems to not recognize some people she should normally recognize," He Teng hesitated before saying. He remembered Lan Li saying that when He Zhilan threw away toys, it was as if she either couldn’t see him or didn’t recognize him.

When Mrs. Gu encountered He Zhilan at the mall, He Zhilan also seemed to not recognize Mrs. Gu, treating her like a stranger.