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After the meal, the three of them left the restaurant together.

An Ran accompanied Feng Jiajia for a walk in the nearby commercial street for a while.

After being tired from shopping, Feng Jiajia suggested going back to the hotel to catch up on some sleep and adjust to the jet lag. An Ran and Jiang Huainian sent her to the hotel entrance.

"Have a good rest and come to play with Qianqian tomorrow." An Ran gently hugged Feng Jiajia.

"Well, I brought her a lot of toys." Feng Jiajia nodded, yawned, turned and walked into the elevator.

After sending Feng Jiajia back to the hotel, Jiang Huainian drove back to An Ran's residence, ready to pick up An Yunxin and An Qian to go to the hospital for vaccinations.

When she got home, An Yunxin had already prepared everything that little Anqian would need. The small backpack was filled with toys, comfort towels and snacks.

"Let's go, we're going to get the injection." An Ran said gently, bent down, kissed An Qian on the forehead, and gently picked her up. An Qian blinked her big eyes and scratched An Ran's hair with her little hands.

Jiang Huai gently pried An Qian's hands apart and said softly, "Don't pull Mommy's hair, it will hurt Mommy."

As he spoke, he took out a small toy from his backpack and handed it to An Qian, "Come, play with this toy. It's much more fun than your mommy's hair."

An Qian was attracted by the toys and immediately diverted her attention, starting to play with them with a giggle.

Looking at their daughter's happy face, An Ran and Jiang Huainian both smiled dotingly.

An Yunxin watched their interaction quietly from the side with a relieved smile.

Even without knowing that An Qian was his child, Jiang Huainian still loved An Ran and their child as always.

In 2017, JAC installed baby safety seats in its cars in France.

He carefully picked up An Qian, gently placed her on the seat, and then carefully fastened her seat belt.

"Qianqian, sit down, we are going to the hospital!"

Along the way, Jiang Huaian drove steadily, fearing that the bumps would hurt An Qian.

When they arrived at the hospital, An Qian nervously grabbed the corner of Jiang Huainian's clothes when she saw the doctors and nurses in white coats.

An Ran stroked her head tenderly and said soothingly, "Don't be afraid, mommy is here."

Jiang Huaian also comforted him, "Yes, let's go get a small injection together, it's like an ant bite, it doesn't hurt at all."

When they arrived at the vaccination area, the nurse greeted An Qian with a smile.

An Qian blinked her big eyes, stared at the nurse, and held Jiang Huainian's hand tightly with her little hand.

When the nurse took out the syringe, an expression of fear immediately appeared on An Qian's little face, and her mouth slightly pursed.

"Wow——" a loud cry suddenly rang out.

Tears rolled down the flushed little face like big pearls.

Jiang Huaian immediately patted her back gently and coaxed her gently: "Don't be afraid."

He turned to look at the nurse, his eyes becoming sharp, "Please be gentle."

The nurse was startled by his look, smiled stiffly, and nodded quickly to show that she understood.

An Ran glared at Jiang Huaian, who instantly softened his expression. He looked at the nurse and added, "The baby is afraid of pain, please be gentle."

The nurse nodded quickly, saying that she would be extra careful.

She adjusted her mindset, gently stroked An Qian's delicate little arm, and said softly, "Little friend, we are about to start, be brave."

She carefully inserted the syringe into An Qian's skin, and An Qian once again erupted like a small volcano, crying deafeningly, and tears rolled down Jiang Huainian's hands.

Jiang Huainian was so heartbroken that he almost broke.

He hugged An Qian tightly and coaxed her gently: "It's okay, don't be afraid. It will be fine soon, just hold on a little longer."

The nurse pushed the piston gently. Although she was very careful, An Qian's heart-wrenching cries still echoed throughout the vaccination area.

Jiang Huainian frowned tightly, wishing that the needle would prick himself so that he could bear the pain for her.

An Ran held her mobile phone to film the whole process of Jiang Huaian accompanying her daughter for vaccination for the first time, and shook her head with a helpless smile.

Finally, after the nurse pulled out the syringe, Jiang Huainian breathed a sigh of relief and gently stroked An Qian's little face.

"Okay, little darling, we're done fighting. Our Qianqian is the bravest child."

An Qian was still sobbing. She snuggled tightly in Jiang Huainian's arms, as if she had found a safe haven. Jiang Huainian also hugged her tightly.

"I'm going out to answer a phone call. You guys stay with Qianqian." An Ran walked out with the phone.

Not long after, an old French lady walked into the vaccination room with pastries.

"My dear, how are you?" she asked softly in French, placing the cakes on the table. "I brought you afternoon tea."

An Yunxin recognized the old lady as the doctor who delivered An Qian. Although she couldn't understand what she was saying, she smiled and nodded to the old lady.

The old lady nodded gracefully.

An Yunxin whispered to Jiang Huainian: "This is the doctor who delivered Qianqian."

"Oh, it turns out to be our little princess Qianqian. Did it hurt to get vaccinated today?" The old lady gently touched Anqian's head, looked at Jiang Huainian, and said with a smile: "You are Qianqian's father. The father and daughter look so alike."

Jiang Huaian nodded firmly, his heart filled with joy.

He quickly stood up and replied in fluent French: "Thank you very much for taking care of them."

The old lady smiled and nodded, gently stroking An Qian's little face, with love in her eyes.

"Little princess, do you still remember me? When you were born, you were so small and red, and your cry was so loud. Now you are seven months old, and you are getting more and more beautiful. I can't help but want to give you a kiss."

Jiang Huaian's heart sank suddenly. He paused, then smiled and said, "Doctor, you remembered it wrong. Qianqian is less than four months old."

However, his smile could not hide his inner panic.

The old lady frowned and smiled, "How could I be wrong? She was my last baby before I retired. I remember the date clearly: November 11."

This number exploded in Jiang Huainian's mind. His pupils suddenly constricted and his body trembled violently, swaying as he hugged An Qian tightly and staggered back a few steps.

His lips trembled slightly, and even his eyebrows were twitching.

He stared blankly at the old lady in front of him. He opened his mouth and wanted to ask something, but his throat seemed to be tightly strangled by something, making him unable to make a sound.

Although An Yunxin didn't understand French, she felt uneasy when she saw Jiang Huainian losing his composure.

She hurried forward and took An Qian from his arms, comforting the child with a gentle voice.

Jiang Huainian slowly loosened his trembling hands and his eyes fell on An Qian's face.

His mind began to gradually become clear, and the chaotic fragments began to slowly piece together into a complete picture.

What was most clear was the pain deep in his heart and the indescribable joy.

At this moment, I had a vague answer in my heart.