Su Yu got up and sat beside She, naturally pulling her into his arms to sit down, then habitually ruffled her hair with one hand, while placing the other on her swollen belly.
Han Jing knew that Su Yu had a habit of ruffling her hair, so when she was in a good mood, she wouldn't put her hair up, just loosely tied it with a silk ribbon in the back. When she was in a bad mood, she'd stick in a couple of golden hairpins so Su Yu had nowhere to start.
"It'll be fine, with me here, nothing will happen." Su Yu knew that if Han Qingjue found out he got married, she would definitely come running, so he deliberately placed Lan Ling by Han Jing's side, as a precaution against Han Qingjue.
However, as much as he disregarded Han Qingjue, he had known her for so many years, he knew she was a proud and confident person. As long as she saw Han Jing's face, she would absolutely have no designs on Han Jing. Because in her eyes, Han Jing was not at all worthy of being her opponent.
