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After dinner, Ruan Tinghe drew the curtains and took apart her large down jacket behind them, making it smaller.

Shanghai is much colder than her hometown, and there's even a rumor that it will snow. She needs to prepare for winter in advance.

Down jackets are much warmer than cotton-padded coats.

Ruan Tinghe didn't go to bed until midnight.

As soon as she got into bed, Xiao Bao snuggled into her arms, his little hands gripping her clothes tightly like iron clamps.

Her little brows were furrowed, and tears still clung to the corners of her eyes.

Was I having a nightmare?

Ruan Tinghe hugged Xiaobao and gently patted her back, trying to comfort her.

Xiao Bao suddenly opened his eyes, and when he saw it was her, his little mouth twitched, and he rubbed against her chest with red eyes.

Ruan Tinghe asked softly, "Did Xiaobao have a nightmare? Don't be afraid, Mommy will protect you."

His messy back of his head shook, making a nasal "humming" sound.

Ruan Tinghe was incredibly soft-hearted.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid~"

My palm gently stroked Xiaobao's back.

The little paws that were gripping her chest slowly loosened, and the sound of even breathing could be heard.

She's asleep again.

Ruan Tinghe did not put Xiaobao down immediately, but continued to pat her back. After more than ten minutes, when she was sure that the child was really asleep, she put Xiaobao back on the bed.

I don't know what kind of nightmare I had that made me so scared.

Ruan Tinghe fell asleep while lost in thought.

The next day, after waking up and having breakfast, Ruan Tinghe began to paint.

Manager Zhu's experience gave her inspiration.

She can't draw fashion designs or jewelry designs, since she hasn't studied design professionally.

But she can draw all kinds of plants and animals, as well as all sorts of cloud patterns and geometric designs.

She can submit artwork to garment factories and design sticker patterns for light industry, such as floral patterns on floral dresses, subtle patterns on cheongsams, prints on water cups, and geometric patterns on bed sheets.

Selling just one copy is enough for an average person to work for half a month.

I drew ten pictures, and it was already noon.

Grandma Qin took Yin Ze to the hospital for a follow-up examination early in the morning. When they returned, Ruan Tinghe had just finished cooking lunch.

Seeing that Grandma Qin had a smile on her face and looked very happy.

Ruan Tinghe asked with concern, "You're back? How were the test results?"

Grandma Qin excitedly took her hand, "Hehe, thank you."

Ruan Tinghe blinked in confusion: "Huh?"

Did she do anything? It seems like she didn't do anything at all.

"The doctor said Aze's condition has improved! He used to be afraid of people and only dared to stick close to me and his older brother. Now he's talkative and cheerful, and he even dares to ask questions of strangers!"

"He's slowly emerging from that closed-off world!"

"Sigh, I'm not afraid to tell you, when Aze was a child he was very normal and very smart. But then something happened and he became like that."

As Grandma Qin recalled the past, her expression gradually became heavy.

Ruan Tinghe couldn't help but ask curiously, "What happened to him?"

"When Aze was five years old, he witnessed his mother commit suicide by jumping off a building, and then he became like this. The hospital said that he was traumatized and developed hysteria."

"Sigh, he's unwilling to accept the facts, sealing himself in the memory of what happened before the tragedy occurred!"

Ruan Tinghe understood and couldn't help but feel sorry for Yin Ze.

Five-year-old Yin Ze witnessed his mother's suicide by jumping off a building.

Such a cruel scene; no wonder it was so traumatic, leaving one's mind stuck in childhood.

Why did Aze's mother commit suicide?

Grandma Qin sighed, her face full of disappointment and frustration, "It's all because of my good-for-nothing son!"

Having said all that, Grandma Qin had no intention of keeping it from Ruan Tinghe.

"One of his childhood comrades died saving him. He was grateful, so he took his comrade's pregnant wife home to live in the family home."

"Chunniang is kind-hearted and treats everyone like her own sisters."

"Later, that woman gave birth to a stillborn child and actually accused Chunniang of harming her! My stupid son actually believed her!"

Ruan Tinghe stared wide-eyed in shock. Why did this plot seem so familiar?

It's very similar to the settings in the novels she read in her previous life, isn't it?

He exploits his own wife, yet he helps his brother's wife!

He doesn't believe anything his own wife says, but he gets anxious when his brother's wife cries!

Ugh! What a total scumbag!

"And then what happened?" Ruan Tinghe asked cautiously, instinctively feeling that Chunniang's death was related to that brother's wife.

Sure enough, Grandma Qin continued.

"Later, I gave Weiguo a good scolding. Weiguo realized his mistake, sent the person away, and promised to live a good life with Chunniang."

Ruan Tinghe raised her eyebrows in confusion, somewhat surprised that the person had been sent away so easily.

"Everything went smoothly for the next few years, and Chunniang even became pregnant with Aze."

"Until Aze was five years old, Wei Guo brought that woman back for the New Year! It turned out that all these years, that woman had been with the army, and Wei Guo had been supporting her. Outsiders who didn't know the situation thought she was Wei Guo's wife!"

"That's when Chunniang jumped off the roof."

"Aze saw it with his own eyes. He was so frightened that he had a high fever and was in a coma for more than half a month. When he woke up, he didn't remember anything. He also shut himself off and wouldn't talk to outsiders. He was afraid of everyone he saw, and his mental age remained at the level of an eight-year-old."

Grandma Qin was so angry when she recalled the past that she pounded her chest and stamped her feet, and turbid tears slid down her cheeks.

"It's all my fault. I stayed in the countryside guarding Grandpa's grave and refused to go back to the family compound, otherwise..."

Ruan Tinghe quickly pressed her hand down, "It's not your fault, you didn't expect it to turn out like this."

According to Grandma Qin, Yin Weiguo outwardly agreed to drive the person away, but in reality, he took the person with him to join the army. It wasn't until Aze was born and grew to be five years old that he stopped hiding it from the family and brought the person back.

It's confirmed, he really is a complete scumbag!

"There are so many ways to repay a debt of gratitude, why insist on keeping someone by your side?"

How can you face your dead brothers, your wife, and your children like this?

Ruan Tinghe simply couldn't understand this kind of thought process.

Grandma Qin didn't understand either: "He said that woman is weak-willed and won't survive without someone protecting her."

Ruan Tinghe laughed angrily. Was that woman a fragile thing? Would she break if she wasn't handled with care?

Pah! You green tea b*tch!

Ruan Tinghe is certain: this is definitely a case of a scumbag paired with a green tea b*tch!

"His wife is so angry she's about to die. Has he not gotten rid of that woman yet?" Ruan Tinghe boldly guessed.

As expected, Grandma Qin shook her head and said, "No, he doesn't think it's that woman's fault. He thinks Chunniang is overthinking and getting stuck on trivial matters."

really!

Ruan Tinghe slapped her thigh in anger. She knew it!

"Is he still keeping that person by his side, protecting them?"

Grandma Qin gave a wry smile: "I'm too old, I can't control him anymore."

"After Aze was traumatized, he was bullied by other children every day, and he would scream in fear every night. I had no choice but to take him back to the countryside to recuperate."

"At that time, A-Quan was only a teenager. He lived alone in the family compound. He must have hated me, his grandmother, very much."

As she finished speaking, Grandma Qin's voice choked with emotion, and tears streamed uncontrollably down onto Ruan Tinghe's hand.

At this moment, Grandma Qin felt self-blame, guilt, and sadness...

Ruan Tinghe couldn't help but hug her and gently pat her back like she was comforting a baby.

"It's all in the past, everything will be alright."

Grandma Qin cried for a while, then wiped away her tears with her sleeve and forced a smile.

"I'm sorry you had to see this."

"What are you saying? You're my own grandma! If anyone dares to laugh at you, I'll beat them up!" Ruan Tinghe playfully raised her fist.

Grandma Qin was amused by her, and the two calmed down before going to find the children.