As soon as Gu Yikun appeared in the ward, Mr. An knew that his wife wasn't seeing things—this tall, handsome man did indeed seem reliable.
He was charming in appearance, strikingly handsome, mature, and composed, without a trace of arrogance in his gaze—a natural elegance.
Mr. An began to worry that his daughter might suffer hardships marrying into such a wealthy family.
Since childhood, he'd taught his daughter not to fight or compete, and such a temperament might suffer in a big family.
Gu Yikun respectfully called him, "Dad, I'm Yikun," and poured warm water for the two elders.
Mrs. An received it with a gratified expression, and after hesitating for a moment, Mr. An also reached out to take it.
An Junxi breathed a sigh of relief.
She sat by her father's bedside, "Dad, Yi Ke and I got married rather hastily without telling you in advance. That was wrong of me, please don't be angry."
