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Jiang Muxuan did not expect Lin Yue to be so unable to understand human language.

Seeing the barely concealed smugness in her eyes, I instantly understood that she wanted to invite them to her wedding.

If you want to see them make a fool of themselves, Lin Yue, do you even deserve it?

Jiang Muxuan's eyes turned cold. "Lin Yue, you said before that we should never recognize each other again."

"What? It's only been a short time, and your memory is already this bad? Did you still have some brain fluid? How can you go out and harm other comrades like this?"

When dealing with Lin Yue, who doesn't understand human speech, Jiang Muxuan doesn't need to be humble. He just needs to listen to his little sister and directly confront her.

Lin Yue was shocked.

"Big brother??"

"No way, my surname is Jiang and yours is Lin. How could we possibly be siblings? Although you may have a nickname for making up relatives randomly, I have no such hobby. Please, Comrade Lin, have some self-respect."

After saying that, Jiang Muxuan ignored her and turned to leave, not stopping even when Lin Yue called him.

Upon arriving at the pharmacy, I told the pharmacist all the herbs Master Qi had requested.

"These are all basic herbs, but why do you need so many herbs? You can't just take medicine randomly."

"My family member is also a doctor. I'm here to run errands for him. He needs these herbs. Could you please wrap them up for me?"

Jiang Muxuan knew that although the medicine was not strictly controlled, it was not sold to people indiscriminately for fear of causing problems.

He was carrying a large bag of herbs, preparing to go back.

Halfway there, I saw Lin Yue walking intimately with a man, chatting and laughing.

Jiang Muxuan glanced at the man beside her. He was dressed in a suit and looked respectable, but his eyes were darting around restlessly.

Although he was talking to Lin Yue, his eyes kept glancing at the female comrades passing by, his gaze lewd.

After watching them enter the department store, Jiang Muxuan glanced at them and left.

Back home,

He first organized the herbs that Master Qi had asked for and put them aside, then opened the paper, preparing to write a letter to his younger sister to tell her about the situation here.

Jiang Muxuan picked out the good news to say, and the most important thing was to tell his little sister that his legs could walk normally again.

Although I can't walk for very long, otherwise I'll get very tired and sore, it's still better than sitting in a wheelchair.

There's one more thing.

I also told my younger sister that he was going to start preparing for the college entrance exam.

He knew his younger sister was worried about him, afraid that he would feel uncomfortable seeing his two younger brothers had successful careers while he had nothing.

Jiang Muxuan had always known this, but he knew that no matter how much he said, it was not as effective as his younger sister's direct experience; her older brother was not such a fragile person.

In their family, Jiang Muyi runs the business, Jiang Muren is the mastermind behind it all, and their younger sister plays the role of an all-around supporter.

They have everything, but they lack someone to act as their overt protector.

Once he gets into university, studies law, and graduates, he will work hard to establish himself and protect his younger siblings.

So that they will never be bullied by anyone again, nor will they be afraid of being provoked by others.

Upon hearing that they could write a letter to their younger sister, Jiang Muyi and Jiang Muren racked their brains and wrote for a long time.

In the end, he could only manage to come up with less than five lines of text, with the title taking up one line.

The two also complained that the other's writing was so hypocritical and disgusting that they couldn't bear to look at it.

Besides sending herbs, Madam You also made her signature meat sauce, mushroom sauce, and various other sauces, all of which Master Qi and the others loved to eat.

Open the sauce, dip a steamed bun in it and enjoy! It's convenient, time-saving, and effortless, and you can't even buy it at the border.

Jiang Muren was still picking and choosing from the clothes he had designed for his younger sister.

Finally, he picked out a loose, oversized dress that reached his knees. After thinking for a moment, he took another dress of the same style but in a different color.

"Hey, you have so many beautiful clothes, why did you have to pick out this kind of dress for me? Isn't it a bit too ugly? What if I can't fit into it?"

Jiang Muyi was furious with her brother's erratic behavior.

Jiang Muren carefully folded it before saying, "These are maternity clothes that my younger sister told me about before. She said they were designed to be comfortable for pregnant women to wear without harming the fetus or the mother, while still looking appropriately beautiful."

Why is it considered appropriate?

Because every pregnant woman's limbs and belly will gain weight as the pregnancy progresses, and it's beyond her control.

In a man's eyes, no matter how much he liked his wife before, he will find her unattractive during this period, to the point that he can't even look at her directly.

No matter how good the relationship was before, I'll still feel uncomfortable.

Jiang Yuyan made her assumptions based on modern thinking, and in accordance with modern thinking, she did whatever made her as comfortable as possible during her pregnancy.

No matter what others say, or how they criticize her for being fat, swollen, or ugly, she doesn't care. She still wants to dress beautifully and feel beautiful.

Let others do whatever they want.

Upon hearing that it was his younger sister who said it, Jiang Muyi immediately shut up.

After watching for a while, he wanted to retouch what he had just said.

"Ahem, this dress is really pretty. Ahem, I was wondering why it was so loose. Oh, it's maternity wear. You're so clever, little sister."

Realizing something was amiss, Jiang Muyi added, "Ahem, Muren, the messier your cooking is, the better."

Jiang Muxuan watched the two of them bickering, neither stopping them nor getting involved, just quietly observing their antics.

I don't know when my little sister will receive the items after they've all been sent out.

The next day.

Jiang Yuyan woke up naturally and was still lying in bed when there was a knock on the door.

Because Ling Wenchen was disobedient again, he came over early.

Jiang Yuyan opened the door. "I didn't mean for you to be in the hospital—"

Upon seeing the person outside the door, she stopped speaking.

Jiang Yuyan glanced at the doorway with a puzzled look, then at the woman outside. She blinked.

She recognized him immediately; he was someone she didn't know.

"Uh, comrade, what's up?"

They must have knocked on the wrong door, right?

A cool, stylish young woman in military uniform handed her a hearty breakfast with a blank expression.

"This is breakfast that Elder Qi asked me to bring you. My name is Wu Lan, and I'm a new guard sent to protect you. Please take care of me."

Jiang Yuyan doubted that she was fully awake.

"What...did you say again?"

"Uh, Comrade Wu Lan, right? You've come to the wrong place, haven't you? You're probably looking for my master, aren't you?"

On the surface, she's just a useless little devil of a master, so why would she need any guards to protect her?

This isn't blatantly telling everyone that she's the "useless" person who abuses her master's resources.

Wu Lan remained expressionless. "Comrade Jiang, I haven't gone to the wrong place or looked for the wrong person. I am the guard sent by the higher-ups to protect you."

Just as Jiang Yuyan was about to say something, she saw other people's doors slightly open, their meaning self-evident.

"Comrade Wu Lan, right? Come in, let's talk inside."

After placing the breakfast on the table, Jiang Yuyan looked at Wu Lan, who was standing ramrod straight, with a headache. She wanted to ask her to sit down, but Wu Lan refused.

After quickly finishing her breakfast and tidying up, she went to find her master to ask what was going on.

"Huh? Master went out? Is there something you need that requires him to go there in person?" Jiang Yuyan frowned.

Why did she feel like something was off?

"Who sent my master out?"