21: Chapter 21 Cozy 21: Chapter 21 Cozy “What did you say?

The deal is signed?

Really?” Song Yuanqiao asked three times in quick succession, his voice laced with excitement upon hearing Song Yuwei’s words.

“Yes, Dad!

Wan Hua has already stamped it, we’re just waiting for Song’s company seal to make it effective.

I’m on my way back to the company now,” Song Yuwei said, her voice trembling with excitement as well.

Song Yuanqiao had recovered from his initial surprise and delight; again, his calm voice came through the phone.

“Don’t rush!

Since it’s already signed, there’s no difference in a little while.

Take the afternoon off, bring it to the company tomorrow.

Rest well, you’ve worked hard!”

“Thank you, Dad!” Song Yuwei would only call Song Yuanqiao ‘Dad’ in private.

Over the years, Song Yuanqiao had actually been good to her.

It was just her stepmother who couldn’t stand her.

“We’re a family, what’s there to thank me for?”

After hanging up the phone, Song Yuwei felt warmth in her heart.

In the Song family, only Song Yuanqiao treated her like family; the rest couldn’t wait for her to leave as soon as possible.

She turned towards home, thinking of the contract in her bag and the new department she was setting up.

Song Yuwei quickened her steps.

For the first time, she felt a desire to share this with Qin Han and Diu Diu, as if that distant place had truly become a home.

Moreover, she had a whirlwind of questions for Qin Han.

What was all this really about?

When Song Yuwei, excited, opened the door to her room, the quiet of the space snuffed out her joy of securing the Wan Hua contract in an instant.

Where is Diu Diu?

Anxiously, she pulled out her phone and dialed Qin Han’s number.

After a series of busy tones, she heard, “The number you have dialed is unattended at the moment, please try again later…”

Looking at the phone in her hand, Song Yuwei didn’t dare to think further.

Had Qin Han sold Diu Diu?

How could she have been so foolish to trust such scum?

Song Yuwei dialed Qin Han’s number repeatedly.

Call after call went unanswered, and the continued prompts to try again later left her utterly devoid of hope.

She collapsed to the ground, covering her face as she wept.

“Diu Diu, where are you?

Mommy is so sorry.”

At that moment, Diu Diu was sitting on a carousel, laughing joyfully alongside Qin Han.

“Papa, this is fun.”

“Papa, come on up too!”

“Papa, let’s go play that!”

Watching the little guy laughing so happily, his big eyes scanning the other rides around them, Qin Han saw Diu Diu this happy for the first time.

After the little guy had played to his heart’s content, Qin Han scooped up Diu Diu, placing her on his neck.

“Shall we go get some ice cream?”

“Yes!

Papa, it’s so high!” Upon hearing ‘ice cream’, Diu Diu’s big eyes shone bright like light bulbs—the lure of ice cream was ‘fatal’ to a child.

Qin Han, holding Diu Diu, sat in the rest area enjoying ice cream.

He casually took out his phone to check the time and his head started to hurt when he saw the screen lit up with more than 30 missed calls from Song Yuwei.

What must that woman be thinking, seeing him not answering his phone?

Qin Han hurriedly dialed back.

Song Yuwei was on the floor, sobbing, when the sudden sound of the phone startled her.

Seeing it was Qin Han, she quickly grabbed the phone and pressed the answer button, screaming into it with all her might.

“Qin Han, where have you sold Diu Diu?

If I can’t find Diu Diu, I won’t let you rest in peace even as a ghost!”

On the other end of the phone, Qin Han listened to Song Yuwei’s voice, a headache throbbing, was he really that bad?

Without much explanation, Qin Han handed the phone to Dudu, signaling that it was Mom and telling her to pick up.

At this moment, he guessed that no matter what he said, Song Yuwei wouldn’t believe him, so it was better to let the little one answer the call.

“Mommy, are you off the board?” Dudu’s mouth was full of ice cream, making her speech a bit unclear as she mistook “off work” for “off the board.”

“Dudu?

Is that you?

Is it really you?” Song Yuwei could hardly believe her ears.

Dudu looked at Qin Han with a face full of question marks, while Qin Han spread his hands and flashed a pursed-lip smile.

“Mom, it’s me, you’re acting so weird today.”

“Where are you right now?” Song Yuwei breathed a sigh of relief but still asked anxiously.

“Daddy took me to the amusement park, oops, gotta go, my ice cream is about to fall!” After saying this, the little one stuffed the phone back to Qin Han and focused earnestly on eating her ice cream.

“You don’t think I’ve sold Dudu or something, do you?” Qin Han’s helpless voice came through the phone.

“You…

I…” Song Yuwei was at a loss for words for a moment.

“Alright, let’s not talk about this now, you come to the amusement park too, we’re waiting for you in Zone B’s rest area,” Qin Han hung up after speaking, sure that the contract must already be taken care of.

Song Yuwei hurriedly dressed and ran downstairs, uncharacteristically taking a taxi in her haste to the amusement park.

“Daddy, I want to ride that car!” Dudu pointed at the bumper cars ahead while tugging at Qin Han’s finger, her big eyes brimming with longing as she gazed at him.

What else could he say?

Of course, it had to happen!

So, when Song Yuwei arrived at Zone B of the amusement park, this was the scene she saw.

Qin Han, holding Dudu, was driving a bumper car, constantly chasing after other kids’ cars, and every time there was a collision, Dudu would laugh joyfully, and it seemed Qin Han was even more immersed in the fun, enjoying it more than Dudu.

Song Yuwei watched this scene silently; she could feel Dudu’s joy and Qin Han’s dedication.

The moment seemed so warm, as if the bond between father and daughter had always been this strong.

When the two of them were tired and left the ride, Song Yuwei went up to them, reproachfully taking Dudu from Qin Han and giving him a sidelong glance.

“Why didn’t you answer your phone?

And do you have any idea how expensive the amusement park is?

Where did you get the money?” Looking down at Dudu, she touched the little one’s forehead and said, “Look at your little mouth, be careful with the ice cream, it might upset your stomach.”

Qin Han raised his hands in surrender, smiling wryly, “Yu Wei, can we not always talk about money?

It was too noisy here to hear the phone, just look how happy she is.”

He then winked at Dudu.

Instantly understanding, the little one threw her arms around Song Yuwei’s face and planted a big kiss, “Mommy, don’t be mad, Daddy has earned some money.

I’ll buy you ice cream later.”

Song Yuwei’s face was covered with sticky saliva, but she looked at her with indulgent affection.

She took out a tissue to wipe Dudu’s mouth and turned to walk toward the rest area.

After a few steps, she called back to Qin Han, who was still standing there, “Come on!

What are you doing just standing there?”

Qin Han cracked a smile – that was more like his wife.

Qin Han, together with Song Yuwei and Dudu, played in the amusement park until dark before they reluctantly headed home.

As soon as they got into the taxi, Dudu fell asleep in Song Yuwei’s arms, murmuring in her dreams, “Daddy, Mommy, let’s all play together.”

Song Yuwei smoothed away the little one’s hair that had slipped into her mouth, then looked up at Qin Han, who was sitting in the passenger seat, and at that moment, she truly felt the warmth of home.