Before Jiang Tang could even react, Fu Sinian had already led her all the way to the parking lot.
When Fu Sinian and Liang Kailai returned from their mission, the military unit knew exactly when their train would arrive, so they had arranged for a young soldier to pick them up.
The moment the young soldier saw Fu Sinian, he immediately snapped to attention and saluted. “Regimental Commander Fu, sir!”
At the same time, he stared wide-eyed at the child in Fu Sinian’s arms, and at Jiang Tang standing beside him.
The young soldiers had only heard that Fu Sinian was married, but they had never met his wife, let alone known that Fu Sinian had two children this big.
As he spoke, Fu Sinian took the car keys from the young soldier’s hand and ordered, “You’ll ride in the same car as Company Commander Liang.”
The military vehicle parked nearby was a dark green jeep, and jeeps generally sat fairly high off the ground.
Fu Sinian opened the rear door, first placing his little daughter in the car, then turned to look at Jiang Tang and very naturally reached out his hand.
Jiang Tang hesitated for a moment before placing her hand in Fu Sinian’s palm. The man had held guns for years, and cold steel had rubbed thick calluses into his palm—rough, yet broad and warm.
In an instant, with the strength of Fu Sinian’s arm, Jiang Tang easily settled into the back seat, and Chaochao was lifted up as well and tucked into Jiang Tang’s arms.
Fu Sinian asked from the side, “Don’t you have any luggage?”
Jiang Tang shook her head. “No, I just brought the children with me.”
Fu Sinian nodded. He didn’t ask anything, didn’t say anything more, simply treated it all as perfectly normal. He turned and got into the driver’s seat, starting the engine as he spoke to Jiang Tang.
“It’s still two or three hours from here to the military base. If you’re tired, close your eyes and rest in the car. I’ll wake you when we get there.”
“Okay.”
And just like that, Jiang Tang and her two little ones were all arranged. Fu Sinian’s well-defined hands gripped the steering wheel, and the vehicle quickly started moving forward.
Fu Sinian drove very steadily, appearing to keep his eyes straight ahead, but in truth he kept glancing at Jiang Tang and the two children through the rearview mirror, his heart filled with questions.
Why hadn’t Jiang Tang recognized him a few days ago? Why had she kept talking about divorce, only to suddenly bring the children to join him at the military base?
Had Jiang Dehai’s family been mistreating them? Otherwise, why did they look so pitiful? Could it be that the allowance he sent every month wasn’t enough?
Too many questions and concerns were on the tip of his tongue, but he didn’t know how to voice them. He was afraid his forceful, domineering nature might scare Jiang Tang off.
After all, that night five years ago, she had cried for a long, long time. The next morning she had kicked him out of the room, and after that, she refused to see him again.
It just so happened that Fu Sinian had received an urgent mission from the military at that time and had to rush back to the base immediately. He didn’t even have the chance to explain himself to Jiang Tang, or ask if she was still in pain.
A scene like Jiang Tang just now on the platform, saying in her soft, sweet voice, “I’ve come to join my husband at the military base—I’m looking for my man, Fu Sinian”—that was something Fu Sinian wouldn’t have dared to dream of.
Yet today, it had suddenly come true.
Fu Sinian’s heart suddenly began to race.
While Fu Sinian was stealing glances at Jiang Tang, Jiang Tang was also stealing glances at Fu Sinian.
From her angle, she could only see the man’s profile—deep-set eyes, a high straight nose, a side silhouette that was still captivating. Still so cold, still so handsome.
She liked it!
Original owner, oh original owner—with such a good man, how could you not love him and instead fall for some scumbag?
It was even better that Fu Sinian didn’t talk much—that way she wouldn’t have to explain too much.
Just as Jiang Tang was thinking this, a small tug pulled at her clothes, and a soft voice called, “Mommy.”
Jiang Tang looked down at her little daughter. “Yueyue, what’s wrong?”
Yueyue sat nervously, stealing a tiny glance at Fu Sinian, then said in a voice as soft as a kitten’s, “Mommy, is this man our daddy?”
Chaochao, sitting beside them, also looked over.
Unlike Yueyue’s timid gaze, Chaochao’s eyes were bright and spirited, full of anticipation for Jiang Tang’s answer.
Because he had seen this unfamiliar uncle on the train—the way Fu Sinian had caught the human traffickers. It was cool, handsome, and heroic. With someone like that as his dad, he wouldn’t have to be afraid of anything.
In the driver’s seat, Fu Sinian heard Yueyue’s soft little voice. The man appeared calm and composed on the surface, but in reality, he had already pricked up his ears, listening carefully.
Under the eager expectations of one big and two small, Jiang Tang nodded and, imitating Yueyue’s soft voice, replied.
“Yes, he’s Chaochao and Yueyue’s daddy.”
The moment Yueyue heard this answer, her big eyes sparkled with surprise. After cautiously stealing another glance at Fu Sinian, her eyes curved into a smile.
As for Chaochao, though he didn’t say anything, the slight upward curve of his lips showed that he was happy too.
They were both very satisfied with this father.
When Fu Sinian heard Jiang Tang’s own admission, a gentle light silently flowed through his deep, dark eyes.
But his little daughter’s questions weren’t finished yet. She continued tugging at Jiang Tang and asked, “Mommy, will we have our own home?”
“Of course there will be. We’re going to the military family compound. Because Dad is a soldier, the military will allocate housing for our family to live in. Not just housing—there will also be a cafeteria, a supply store, a hospital, a school… everything will be there. When the time comes, Chaochao and Yueyue can even go to school together.”
School?!
That was something Chaochao and Yueyue had never even dared to dream of.
The two little ones turned to look at each other, instinctively sensing the joy in each other’s hearts.
Yueyue continued asking, “Mommy, will there still be bad people in the new home? Will Yueyue and big brother still go hungry?”
When Yueyue said this, she didn’t think anything was wrong with it—after all, for such a young child, having enough to eat was the most important thing, and it had been their greatest wish ever since they’d grown old enough to understand.
To Jiang Tang’s ears, it was both an indictment of the original owner and a source of heartache for the two children.
She stroked Yueyue’s little face, then pinched her little nose and said, “Yueyue, that’s our new home. There won’t be any bad people in the new home! It’ll just be Mommy, Daddy, Yueyue, and Chaochao—just the four of us.”
Jiang Tang continued, “Yueyue, are you hungry again? Let Mommy get you an egg to eat.”
Jiang Tang took out two boiled eggs from her small bundle, pressed one into Yueyue’s hands and the other into Chaochao’s, then looked toward Fu Sinian, who was driving attentively up front.
“Fu… Fu Sinian, are you hungry? Would you like an egg?”
“…Yes.”
Fu Sinian’s Adam’s apple bobbed as he let out a magnetic voice.
He had originally thought Jiang Tang would just hand him an egg directly. Instead, she lowered her head, took the egg in her slender white fingers, tapped it, cracked the shell, and peeled the entire egg bit by bit until it became a smooth, tender boiled egg.
Then, Fu Sinian felt a soft, silky sensation against his lips.
She… was feeding him!
The pale, tender egg pressed against Fu Sinian’s lips, and by his ear was Jiang Tang leaning forward from the back seat, bringing with her a sweet fragrance, as if she were whispering right by his ear.
She said, “Fu Sinian, open your mouth.”
Fu Sinian’s mouth moved, and a round egg was stuffed into it.
After feeding the egg to Fu Sinian, who was driving, Jiang Tang sat back down steadily, held Yueyue, and ate eggs together with the two little ones, completely oblivious to the man’s ears turning slightly red.
Fu Sinian’s mouth was stuffed full, and his heart was stuffed full of something too. Although this was only the first day of being together with his wife and children, he could already feel happiness.
Having a wife is wonderful—she even remembered him when eating eggs!
At the same time, Fu Sinian hadn’t forgotten what Yueyue had said earlier.
Yueyue said there were bad people at home who wouldn’t let them eat.
That bad person must be Jiang Dehai and his family. They sold Jiang Tang to human traffickers and abused his two children—truly heinous. No wonder the mother and her two children looked so pitiful, and Jiang Tang was so thin with such a slender waist. So it turned out they had no food at home.
What Jiang Tang didn’t know how to explain, Fu Sinian had already figured out through his own mental reasoning.
Now that Jiang Tang and the children had come to join him in the military, Fu Sinian would take care of them personally—never letting them go hungry again!