After taking a few sips of hot tea, Ye Jian's body was no longer stiff. She said politely and appropriately, "Commander in Chief, thank you for worrying about Uncle Chen when he was sick. If it weren't for your timely arrangements, Uncle Chen might not have survived."
"You don't need to thank me. This is what the military should do. He nurtures talents for the military, so the military should do our best to save him. Fortunately, he survived the ordeal safely. Otherwise, it would be our greatest regret."
Xia Jinyuan acted as a guest. He looked at the girl he liked with a gentle gaze. He watched as she turned from nervous to calm. Her sexy lips were slightly raised.
Her taking this step for him meant that she had acknowledged him and was willing to treat his home as her own.
From now on, his home would be hers. It would be their shared home.
