Chapter 81 Mom, Uncle He just called you his wife.

When they arrived at Qionglu Village the next morning, He Cong had already asked someone to help with the arrangements in advance. As soon as the car entered the village under the snow-capped mountains, the village chief of Qionglu Village came to greet them with several responsible persons.

Because Shang You was still a little depressed, Shang Youqing only said a few words of hello to the village chief and others, leaving He Cong there to deal with it. She carried Shang You into the house first. After

settling Shang You, she was about to go outside the yard to move the luggage with He Cong.

As a result, as soon as she walked out of the yard, she saw a responsible person waving and calling a little girl in local ethnic costume over. She introduced her to He Cong respectfully in not very authentic Mandarin.

"After we learned that President He had come all the way to Qionglu to conduct an inspection, we were so worried that we couldn't sleep well these past two days, fearing that President He wouldn't be able to take good care of us after he arrived. It just so happened that Yan Dan had studied in a big city outside, and she knows more than us older people. I thought of letting Yan Dan stay here to help take care of us for the next two days. President He, if you need anything, just tell Yan Dan. President He,

please—" As expected, before the person in charge could finish his words, He Cong, who had always maintained a reserved and indifferent attitude in front of others, immediately looked towards Shang Youqing who had walked out.

It was obvious that he really wanted to come and help, but because he had to deal with the people in front of him, he could only stand there and watch.

Shang Youqing pretended to be indifferent and walked past him. When he took the suitcase from the trunk, he tried hard to suppress his smile for a long time before adjusting his expression and walking back.

He Cong's gaze shifted from Shang Youqing who had returned to the yard, and he had to face the village chief and others again.

He first thanked the villagers for their warm welcome, saying they would send a senior executive from the group back later. Finally, he politely declined the offer to send someone to help take care of her. "As for taking care of her, no thanks. I'm really sorry. My wife is more used to me taking care of her personally."

The village chief and the others looked towards the courtyard in surprise.

Shang Youqing was still unaware that He Cong had taken advantage of her inattention to assert his authority over her. She returned to the house and retrieved a clean set of clothes for Shang You from her suitcase.

Shang You had been experiencing a low-grade fever in the car, and a few feathers had fallen from her clothes.

Worried that the little one would be uncomfortable in clothes covered in messy feathers,

Shang Youqing simply gave her a new set. Hearing footsteps behind him, Shang Youqing glanced over and couldn't help but chuckle, "Why did Mr. He come in alone?"

He Cong entered, carrying some important equipment for the mountain trip. He didn't speak immediately. He placed some equipment on the table and calmly answered Shang Youqing's questions while consulting the manual.

"Wife, you should know that in the three years since you left, all kinds of news about me have emerged in Bindao, but there has never been a single piece of gossip about me. I thought I didn't need to prove anything more in this matter."

As soon as the voice fell, a sticky, soft and hoarse voice of a baby came out in confusion, "Wife?"

He Cong paused in assembling the equipment, and his body stiffened slightly. When he turned his head, he found that Shang You, who he had mistakenly thought was asleep on the bed, opened a pair of big, round eyes and was circling back and forth between him and Shang Youqing. After a while

, little Shang You slowly got up from the bed, rubbed his eyes, looked at Shang Youqing who was sorting his backpack beside the bed, and complained softly, "Mom, Uncle He just called you wife."

He Cong tutted, not giving Shang Youqing a chance to deny his identity. He casually slipped a handful of candies from his coat pocket and walked to the bedside, openly bribing the little boy and solemnly informing him, "It

's like this, Youbao. Shang Youqing is indeed my wife, and it's not too late for you to start getting used to this title now."

Shang You hesitated as he looked at the candies He Cong handed her, and again hesitantly called out, "Mom?"

Faced with the eager eyes of the two, both big and small, waiting for her answer, Shang Youqing had no choice but to swallow the words that were about to come out of her mouth and said to Shang You, "Baby, you can accept this candy."

"Oh." Shang You took the candy in a daze, but couldn't help asking, "Mom, then are you really Uncle He's wife?"

He Cong stared at Shang Youqing, his eyes full of the words "Wife, just say yes."

It wasn't until Shang Youqing mumbled "hmm" in her throat that He Cong was satisfied.

Shang Youqing picked up her packed backpack, looked up at He Cong, and said, "I'm going into the mountains to survey the route. I might not be back until very late. You stay here and help me look after Shang You." He

Cong frowned. "Where are you going to survey the route? I can find someone to help—"

"The mountain section I'm going to is in an uninhabited area with an abnormal magnetic field. Humans can't enter."

He Cong still refused to give up. "Then I—"

"You can't go either."

Shang Youqing extinguished his last hope and snatched a candy from Shang You's tiny hand. "Baby, help me keep an eye on him. Don't let him run around."

Compared to He Cong's worry, Shang You, a little phoenix chick who had just turned four, seemed much calmer and composed.

After her mother shouldered her backpack and left without looking back, she saw Uncle He standing at the door with a solemn expression, repeatedly opening and closing his phone.

Remembering her mother's last words, Shang You sighed helplessly and climbed out of her crib.

She originally wanted to go to the door to coax Uncle He, but as soon as He Cong heard her get up, he immediately went back and carried the little guy who was still not feeling well back to sit on the bed, "Youbao, don't come down."

He Cong touched Shang You's forehead with the back of his hand, replaced the cooling patch on Shang You's forehead, and promptly picked up the fine plush feathers that Shang You had dropped around his cuffs and put them away.

Shang You sat obediently with the quilt in his arms, and couldn't help but say, "Uncle He, actually I can do these by myself."

He Cong checked the latest thermometer and confirmed that Shang You was only suffering from a low fever. Then he slowly answered the little guy, "There's nothing I can do. I promised my wife to take good care of Youbao."

Shang You's little face was thoughtful, "I also promised Mom to take good care of Uncle He."

He Cong: "Then let's each complete our respective tasks?"

"Well, okay."

Shang You obediently drank a bowl of nutritious porridge fed by He Cong to fill his stomach. Noticing that Uncle He was still looking out the window from time to time, he took out his schoolbag, took out a golden feather from it, held it in his little hand and handed it to him.

"Mom told me before that as long as this golden feather does not fade, it means she is safe no matter where she is. Uncle He, I'll lend it to you first, don't worry."