The man tilted his head with a pleasing smile. An Ruo had always been swayed by gentleness rather than force, and with him acting this way, she simply couldn’t refuse.
She didn’t say anything, and he took her silence as consent.
From then on, An Ruo’s trips to the hospital were always courtesy of Tang Yuchen. He would leave work early in the afternoon to pick her up and occasionally took her out for a meal.
"Do you know, today when I arrived at the hospital, I called Kangkang’s name as soon as I entered, and he actually turned around to look at me. In the past, he never reacted when I called him, but now he’s responding." An Ruo excitedly told Tang Yuchen as soon as she got in the car.
The man saw her excitement with her little face flushed and her eyes sparkling and couldn’t help but curve the corners of his mouth upwards.
"So that means his condition is improving?"
"Doctor Wen said it’s a big step forward, but to fully recover, it still requires a long time."
"No rush. Take it slow. He has started to respond to your voice after all, which at least shows that his hearing isn’t impaired."
"Yes, that’s what I think too. As long as he has taken the first step, he will be exposed to more and more things."
Only after he has come into contact with this world can he accept it and integrate into it.
In just over a month, Kangkang’s condition had improved, something that neither she nor Doctor Wen had expected.
An Ruo was smiling all the way home, clearly very happy—it was obvious she really liked Kangkang.
Tang Yuchen hadn’t seen her in such a good mood for a long time, and his mood lifted as well.
When they returned to the villa, the servants had just finished preparing the meal.
An Ruo had a good appetite and had two bowls of food. After dinner, she suddenly remembered Kangkang loved sweets, so she decided to make a cake herself and bring it to him the next day.
Tang Yuchen came down from the study and found her bustling about in the kitchen. It was only when he went to check that he realized she was making a cake.
"Why do you want to make it yourself? If you want cake, you can just ask the servants to make it for you," the man said with a light smile.
Busy with the frosting, An Ruo didn’t look up. "This is for the kids at the hospital. I’m making a big one so everyone can have a piece tomorrow."
Tang Yuchen looked at her with deep eyes, realizing she adored children. Not only was she kind to Kangkang, but she was good to the other children as well.
If their child was still around, she would have certainly adored him too.
The things in the oven were ready. An Ruo put down the frosting she had been working with and, with thick gloves, took the cake out of the oven.
It was a small cake, just the size of a plate. The man couldn’t help but ask, "This small one, is it made especially for Kangkang?"
"Yes," An Ruo replied, too busy to even look up at him as she was focused on making two cakes.
Tang Yuchen felt neglected. In her eyes, he seemed less important than a bunch of little kids.
"Let me help you," he said, rolling up his sleeves and taking the frosting she had prepared to spread it on the big cake.
"Do you know how?" An Ruo asked in return.
"Don’t worry. If it’s not good, I’ll make you another one," the man assured her with a confident smile.
Making a cake wasn’t a big deal, so An Ruo let him be. He took care of the big one while she focused on the small one.
Both were concentrating on their task when An Ruo looked up and the man opposite her did the same.
Suddenly, she noticed a dab of white frosting on his nose and burst into laughter.
Tang Yuchen touched his face in confusion, only to smear the frosting he had on his hand all over his face. An Ruo’s laughter grew even more joyful.