As soon as the words were spoken, Shen Qinglan and Old Sir Fu's gazes simultaneously fell upon Fu Hengyi.
Fu Hengyi looked serious, without a trace of jest. "Hengyi, were you being serious just now?" Old Sir Fu asked.
"Grandpa, would I joke about this sort of thing?"
Hearing this, Old Sir Fu actually became quite happy. "It's good to be back, close to home, to take care of Qinglan and the child." Moreover, the Beijing Military Region had housing for families, so even if Shen Qinglan wanted to accompany the military, it would be convenient.
Shen Qinglan did not speak, just steadily gazed at Fu Hengyi, and did not say anything for a long time.
It was only when they got back to their room, with just the two of them, that Shen Qinglan finally opened her mouth to speak. "Fu Hengyi, if you're doing this because of me, then it's absolutely unnecessary. I can protect myself well and also take good care of our child."
