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The top confinement centers all require advance reservations.

After Song Yanxi took a liking to one, Chen Pingsheng took her for an actual visit the very next day.

It was the most upscale confinement center in Shijingshan, named Aikeda Postpartum Care Center.

The center was quite private, located in the suburbs for convenient parking.

They offer three types of packages, the highest being 580,000 yuan for one month.

The room is a large suite, complete with every kind of facility.

There are also two professional nannies working in shifts around the clock to take care of the child, and a Health Preservation Specialist specifically responsible for Song Yanxi's postpartum recovery and conditioning.

Women generally gain weight after giving birth.

Some recover quickly in half a year, others remain that way indefinitely.

But with a professional Health Preservation Specialist, you can recover in three months, provided you combine it with a healthy diet and a small amount of exercise.

"Sir, if you make a reservation now, you can enjoy a ten percent discount," the receptionist explained in detail, noting that they don't sell many of the highest package, which costs 580,000 yuan, in a month.

Chen Pingsheng was quite satisfied with the environment as it was comparable to the suites of a five-star hotel.

"Wife, how do you feel about it?"

Song Yanxi glanced around, "It seems fine, let's settle on this place. It's close to home, and it'll be convenient for you to come over at night."

"Then let's book this one."

He had to pay a deposit of 50,000 yuan for the advance reservation, and he chose June.

The receptionist asked him to register his phone number and name, and after Chen Pingsheng completed the form, he took his wife home.

As the due date approaches, there are actually many things to be mindful of, and, owning a business in health and beauty care, he was quite knowledgeable in these areas.

Back at home.

Chen Pingsheng asked Song Yanxi to rest on the sofa on the first floor.

He then went to wash some cherries and cherries for her to snack on by her side.

A little indulgence when there's nothing else to do makes the Small Day delightful.

Not finding Little Fart Kid on the first floor, Chen Pingsheng shouted upstairs.

"Chen An'an, come down and look after your mother."

Although Chen An'an was practically useless and didn't do any serious tasks, she was very obedient when it came to looking after her parents.

"Dad, I'm only this big, how am I supposed to take care of mom?"

Sunday.

In Capital City, kids her age, if the family can slightly afford it, are all enrolled in various supplementary classes.

She wasn't enrolled in any; her studies were all self-regulated.

Last month, she ranked third from the bottom in her class and she even bought herself a small cake to celebrate the occasion.

Improving by two ranks held significant meaning.

Initially, Chen Pingsheng was also pleased, until the teacher handed out the papers and he found out.

Her progress was all due to wild guesses; blindly filling in ABC, she counted any correct guess as a win.

Perhaps it was because she washed her hands one extra time before leaving the house that day, leading to unusually good luck and allowing her to guess half of them right.

She led by a considerable margin within the bottom ranks.

Earning a spot in the top three.

"First bring your dad a basin of foot-soaking water."

"Oh," Chen An'an scurried off, fetched water from the kitchen, then poured half of the boiling water from a thermos into it.

Only then did she seriously bring it over.

"Mom, time for a foot soak."

Chen Pingsheng hooked the basin over with his right leg, slipped off his shoes, and relaxed.

Chen An'an felt that her dad was too bad, tricking her like this.

Chen Pingsheng leaned back on the sofa and patted the seat next to him for Chen An'an to sit down.

The father and daughter hadn't had a proper chat in a while.

Chen Pingsheng asked her, "An'an, have you ever thought about what kind of person you want to be in the future?"

"Dad, I want to be a good person."

"A good person, huh? That's not bad. You seem to have some ambition, knowing you want to be a good person."

Chen Pingsheng lifted his foot, "Go dump the footbath water."

"Dad, does being a good person have anything to do with this footbath water?"

Chen An'an always felt her dad was tricking her, but Chen Pingsheng responded, "Of course, it does. The first standard of being a good person is to be filial to your parents. If you won't even pour out your dad's footbath water, what kind of good person are you?"

Alright, you've convinced me.

Chen An'an picked up the footbath and ran to the backyard, using it to water the flowers outside.

The teacher said, "When hoeing the field, sweat drips onto the soil; every grain is hard-earned."

She wanted to save every drop of water.

We're doomed.

These seem to be the two pots of jade orchids dad bought last month for a hundred thousand yuan, their leaves so green they emit a faint glow at night.

He comes out every night just to look at them.

Glancing inside, she noticed he didn't seem to have paid any attention.

Chen An'an went inside, not making a sound.

As long as she doesn't say anything, if they die, it's her dad's fault for not taking care of them.

"Chen An'an, how come it took you so long to dump some footbath water?"

"Nothing, I just saw the two pots of flowers dad bought and thought they were pretty, so I took a few extra looks."

"It's rare for you to have such an eye for beauty."

Chen Pingsheng was extremely gratified, who told him that it's especially nice to have a few pots of orchids at home?

He spent a hundred thousand believing he had been taken for a fool, but his daughter liked them too.

Turning his head, he saw the spilled water. What was that about?

Stiffly turning around, Chen Pingsheng asked, "Chen An'an, could you possibly explain what's with that water?"

Chen An'an still held the basin in her hands; the quick-witted girl, having realized she misspoke, neither denied nor admitted it outright.

"Dad, would you believe me if I said it wasn't me?"

"I wouldn't."

"Well, there you go. Are you going to spank me or slap my hand?"

"Huh, your attitude towards admitting fault is quite good."

"Good people don't deny the mistakes they've made. Besides, I didn't do it on purpose; it's just that the flower pot happened to be where I was pouring the water."

The little one may not excel in her grades, but she sure has a sharp tongue.

Chen Pingsheng didn't listen to her excuses; a big fuss and she could cry for a long time.

Once she ran upstairs, there was no sign of tears; probably she turned on Teletubbies, grabbed a bag of chips, and went off to lick her wounds.

Song Yanxi, by her side, held her forehead, neither father nor daughter could ever settle down.

Soon enough, her phone rang; it was her younger sister Song Wu calling.

"Sis, our cousin from back home came to Capital City and then disappeared for half a month."

"What do you mean?"

"She came to Capital City to find you, but her phone got stolen on the train, and we couldn't contact her for half a month. Back home, everyone was almost crying from worry. She just sent me a QQ message yesterday, it seems like she got tricked into a shady factory."

"What?"

She had many cousins; after asking around, she found out it was the youngest one, Jiang Peiyao, a very pretty girl, just too naïve.

Song Wu was already on her way. If not for receiving that QQ message today, she wouldn't have even known that this little cousin had come to Capital City.

The folks back home really were carefree, just knowing that her elder sister's family was doing well in Capital City.

They didn't consider that their own daughter might not find anyone. Perhaps she had made a phone call home, but the current situation was that no one could find her.

Song Yanxi wanted to get up, but Chen Pingsheng told her to rest; he would go himself.

If she could send a QQ message after arriving in Capital City, it meant there couldn't be any real danger.

Right under the imperial city, there couldn't be many shady factories left; this wasn't the nineties.

At worst, it was a boss peddling dreams, hoodwinking employees to screw in the most bolts for the least money.

"Chen An'an, do you want to go out with daddy for a bit?"

Upstairs, Chen An'an poked her head out, "What for?"

"Playing the hero, rescuing Jiang Ge."

Chen An'an's eyes lit up; she had to go.

"Dad, wait for me. I need to change my outfit."

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