Your Beloved Sweetheart Is Online

Chapter 1108 - 1111: Simple Happiness Is Everywhere 1

Thanks to the blessings of the gods, she unexpectedly revealed this side of herself, relying on him so tenderly.

He pulled out his phone and captured this moment, setting it as his phone wallpaper. Gazing at the image, a faint smile began to spread across his lips, like water seeping and blooming on rice paper.

So beautiful, he loved it.

At the same time:

In another car, Jiajia was sprawled across the seat doing homework. When he came across a problem he couldn’t solve, he decisively asked his dad for help. The father and son duo discussed the question with an academic rigor as if they were in the midst of a scholarly debate. Wen Jingru sat beside them, occasionally pouring hot drinks from a thermos to keep the two warm.

Meanwhile, Nan Baihao was changing his son’s diaper when Little Wubai suddenly let out a sputtering sound and, with a whoosh, expelled a fresh load of poo. Nan Baihao’s face froze, and he couldn’t even muster a bitter smile. Huanhuan, who had been watching from the side, burst into laughter, doubled over, shaking from head to toe.

She then gave her son a big thumbs-up and said, "Well done! My son is amazing!"

Nan Baihao glared at her angrily. "You’re still laughing? I told you he might not be done, but no, you insisted I change the diaper. Look where that got us! Now what am I supposed to do?"

Still catching her breath from laughing too hard, Huanhuan tore off a couple of tissues and carefully wiped their son’s tiny bottom. With practiced movements, she scooped him up from Nan Baihao’s arms, deftly put on a fresh diaper, and began breastfeeding him, all without so much as a glance at Baihao.

In the end, Father Nan was left alone, staring at the pile of poo now smeared across his pants. >_<

Gu Shaocheng, lounging in the camper with the airs of a grand patriarch, was enjoying a luxurious nap. Chenxing was massaging him, her skilled touch making his drowsiness deepen. Unable to resist, he grabbed her hands, pulling her into his arms, and asked with a smile: "Aren’t you tired?"

Chenxing shook her head. "Not tired."

"Keep me company for a nap, will you? You may not feel tired now, but later, when we’re shooting the wedding photos, you’ll be the first to complain."

Chenxing refused to lie down, protecting her hairstyle like a cherished treasure, fearful that lying back would ruin it. If that happened, she’d have to face more agonizing sessions with the hairstylist, and she’d only be tormenting herself.

"Shaocheng, do you think Hua Hua will adapt to the Sahara Desert?"

These past few days without Hua Hua, something had felt off, as though an important piece was missing. Saying she didn’t feel guilty would be a lie. If she hadn’t brought it up with Shaocheng, he wouldn’t have been persuaded to send Hua Hua away. Now, Hua Hua must hate her to the core.

If Hua Hua suffered over there, he’d surely curse her every single day.

Gu Shaocheng’s expression grew deeply sympathetic in an instant. Even he didn’t have an answer to that question. He’d inquired with Tian Junhao to see if Hua Hua was adjusting, but that scoundrel had merely scoffed at him, saying not to bother him with trivial matters—he couldn’t care less.

Unbeknownst to them, the car was already driving into Canyon Sainte-Anne, where an endless sea of brilliantly colored maple leaves blanketed the valley floor, mid-mountain areas, and summit.

The breathtaking beauty of the layers upon layers of scenery was enough to make one want to scream in awe.

The group reached the McNicoll Suspension Bridge, which stood 55 meters high. Surrounded by sheer cliffs on both sides, beneath the bridge cascaded a roaring waterfall. Chenxing’s heart raced uncontrollably as she gripped the railings tightly with both hands, unable to steady herself.

Bai Wuqing laughed and held his wife firmly. "No wonder people call this the ultimate maple-viewing paradise in Quebec. It seems the reputation isn’t unfounded."

Wen Jingru smiled warmly, with a hint of grace. "It’s truly beautiful for a wedding photoshoot. We should’ve come here back then."

Baihao replied with a grin, "If you like it, we can always shoot another set now. After all, we already have the photographer and outfits ready."