Many children, many blessings; a stunningly beautiful wife is given to you right from the start.

The carriage from Dingbei Prefecture stopped at the entrance of an inconspicuous alley.

Inside the carriage, Lin Mo sat opposite Shen Qinghe, tapping his knees absently with his fingers.

The area outside the carriage was noisy and bustling with people.

Shen Qinghe was completely tense.

She lowered her head, her small, pale hands nervously twisting together, her knuckles turning white from gripping so tightly.

This small gesture clearly revealed her inner unease.

"Sixth Sister-in-law, we've arrived."

Lin Mo spoke, breaking the silence in the carriage.

Shen Qinghe stiffened for a moment, then, like a startled fawn, softly hummed in agreement.

Lin Mo was utterly speechless.

Good guy.

This sixth sister-in-law is practically a chronic case of social anxiety.

It's even more timid than Gu Meng'er, that little kitten.

Gu Meng'er was at most shy, but this sixth sister-in-law had the temperament of a frightened bird from the bone, the kind that was afraid of breaking if you touched her.

The two arrived at this moment.

It is Black Wind West City.

The area seems to be relatively safe during the day, but that's all it is.

If you look closely, you will find that all kinds of evils are lurking in many dark and inconspicuous corners.

Lin Mo was the first to jump off the carriage, stretch, and loosen his limbs.

Then, he turned around, reached out his hand into the carriage, and wore a gentle smile.

"Sixth Sister-in-law, come down."

Shen Qinghe looked up and met Lin Mo's smiling face, then hesitated for a moment.

The sunlight outside the carriage was a bit dazzling, and the bustling, noisy streets made her feel very uncomfortable.

She had grown accustomed to the quiet of Qingya Residence, to a world filled only with books and ink.

Seeing Lin Mo's serious expression, Shen Qinghe finally mustered up her courage and placed her cold little hand in his.

Lin Mo's palm was large and warm, and a warm current flowed through his hand, calming Shen Qinghe's wildly beating heart a little.

Using the momentum, she lifted her skirt and carefully stepped down from the carriage.

But as soon as she stood still, the stares from passersby on the street made her feel extremely uncomfortable.

Several men, in particular, stared wide-eyed at Shen Qinghe's appearance and began to whisper among themselves.

"Wow, this young lady is so beautiful!"

"Yeah, wow, that skin, that figure, that waist... it looks like it could snap in two with a pinch!"

These sounds made Shen Qinghe feel uncomfortable, and she unconsciously tightened her grip on Lin Mo's hand.

Lin Mo sensed her nervousness and couldn't help but frown as he looked at the few people gossiping.

When those men saw Lin Mo's gaze, they trembled and felt a chill run down their spines. They quickly lowered their heads and hurriedly left.

Lin Mo shook his head, deciding to let these minor incidents go.

After all, business is more important.

"Let's go, Sixth Sister-in-law."

Lin Mo's voice softened considerably as he held her cold little hand tightly once more.

"Um."

Shen Qinghe responded softly, and like a dutiful daughter-in-law, obediently followed Lin Mo into the secluded alley.

The alley was very narrow, and the walls on both sides were very high, blocking most of the sunlight.

The alley was messy, and the ground was full of potholes.

In the corner, piles of unidentified garbage lay, and from not far down the alley, the occasional bark of a vicious dog could be heard.

This environment was practically hell for a sheltered, artistic goddess.

Shen Qinghe's body stiffened involuntarily.

She subconsciously quickened her pace, wanting to keep up with the man in front of her who could give her a sense of security.

But the more anxious you are, the more likely you are to make a mistake.

A small, inconspicuous pothole on the road caused Shen Qinghe's embroidered shoes to slip and fall.

"what!"

She gasped in surprise and lost her balance.

It was about to have a close encounter with the earth.

In the blink of an eye, Lin Mo turned around, stretched out his long arm, and pulled her directly into his arms.

A soft, warm, and surprisingly elastic sensation suddenly struck his arm.

Lin Mo instinctively hugged her tighter, his nose filled with a faint, sweet fragrance.

It wasn't the scent of flowers or rouge, but a unique, elegant fragrance, like that of a book, that belonged only to Shen Qinghe.

Lin Mo looked down.

The beauty in his arms blushed with fright, her eyes, as clear as autumn water, brimming with terror.

She quickly reached out her small hand to support Lin Mo's shoulder, trying to steady herself.

As a result, the ground beneath her feet was already slippery, and when she exerted force, her foot slipped again.

"ah!"

Another short gasp escaped.

Seeing that Shen Qinghe was about to fall to the ground, Lin Mo instinctively pulled her into his arms.

Shen Qinghe's small face was pressed tightly against Lin Mo's firm chest.

Lin Mo: "..."

Shen Qinghe: "..."

"Cough cough, Sixth Sister-in-law, are you alright?"

Lin Mo snapped out of his daze and quickly supported Shen Qinghe's waist, straightening her body.

"No...it's nothing."

"Thank you, husband... thank you, brother-in-law..."

"?"

Lin Mo was a little confused. Why was he suddenly calling him "uncle" again?

Didn't you call me husband before?

But he immediately realized what was happening.

Hi!

I was really confused. Before, he kept calling me husband, but I kept calling him "sixth sister-in-law" the whole way.

They've somehow managed to distance themselves from the relationship.

Lin Mo cursed himself inwardly for being such an idiot.

Oh well, never mind.

It's just a form of address; it's not important.

Anyway, they'll change their tune eventually.

hey-hey……

The two continued on their way.

We finally arrived at the store.

Pushing open the slightly ajar wooden door, Lin Mo pulled the still somewhat shaken Shen Qinghe inside.

With a "click," he slammed the door shut, shutting out the noise from outside.

Shen Qinghe's heart calmed down a little.

The shop was exactly the same as when Lin Mo left last time; the counter and the floor were spotless, without any changes.

Using the memories he had gleaned from Chen Guang, Lin Mo walked familiarly behind the counter and found a worn-out account book.

The ledger was filled with detailed records of the daily operations of the grocery store, the handwriting clear, neat, and meticulous.

"This is it, Sixth Sister-in-law."

Lin Mo handed the account book to Shen Qinghe.

"Look at the words above, can you imitate them?"

Lin Mo's expression turned serious.

"Remember, it can't just be a resemblance."

"It has to be so that there is absolutely no difference, that they are exactly the same, so that even his own father wouldn't be able to tell the difference."

Shen Qinghe took the account book.

She didn't answer immediately, but instead held the ledger in her hands, brought it close to her eyes, and carefully flipped through it page by page.

Her expression became incredibly focused, and her clear eyes, at this moment, were like the most precise instruments, scanning the beginning, development, transition, and conclusion of every stroke.

Her fingers even unconsciously traced the strokes of the characters in the air.

Time passed second by second, and Lin Mo's heart skipped a beat when he saw Shen Qinghe's slightly furrowed brows.

Is it because it can't be copied?

But at that moment, Shen Qinghe nodded gently.

She raised her head, and her eyes, which were always filled with panic and melancholy, now revealed an unprecedented firmness and determination.

"Uncle, yes, I can copy this."

"real?"

Lin Mo was delighted to hear this and asked again.

Shen Qinghe nodded again, very firmly.

"Um!"

She carefully observed the handwriting on the account book. The person's handwriting, seemingly neat, actually contained a sharp edge. The pauses and strength of each stroke were extremely restrained, clearly indicating that he was a meticulous and shrewd person.

It is extremely difficult to imitate.

but……

For the sake of the Lin family, and to prevent her husband from falling into danger again.

She has to do it!