The wicked wife is pregnant again and again, and she takes her whole family flying with her spatial

Every time she sees her, it means An'an has to separate from her mother, and it also means that her mother's good mood for the day will be ruined.

"Auntie, could you please keep an eye on the child on the way? He's young and doesn't understand things, he might make a fuss."

"Ignorant? Miss Yu, please don't label the He family's children so easily."

Yu Lian was choked, but didn't say a word, just nodded silently.

An'an struggled, not wanting to go with these people, but he was too weak and was eventually forcibly taken away. Weekends were his least favorite time.

For a long time, not a sound came from the huge house. He Ning'an had witnessed firsthand how those people forcibly separated him from his mother when he was a child.

He took two steps and sat down at the other end of the sofa.

Yu Lian was mending clothes with a needle and thread in his hand. A couple of days ago, An An had accidentally bumped his knee while being naughty, tearing his pants in the process. The pants had been thrown away by the maid, but he had picked them up again.

Now that no one was in the living room, she took it out and carefully mended it.

Within minutes, the pants were as good as new, with no trace of the original mark. Satisfied, Yu Lian got up, put the pants away, left the living room, and headed upstairs.

He Ning'an clearly saw the tears in her mother's eyes.

Before he could even feel heartbroken, the phone rang, and heavy footsteps echoed upstairs. Yu Lian answered the phone and quickly left.

In the blink of an eye, He Ning'an's gaze returned to the He family's old residence.

Yu Lian knelt on the ground, comforting An'an who was nestled in his grandmother's arms. He was crying so hard that he couldn't breathe for a while, his face turning purplish-red, causing chaos in the He family. Finally, they reluctantly called Yu Lian over.

"An'an, be good, Mommy is here with you." She coaxed gently, her voice soft but exceptionally clear in the silent hall.

He Ning'an stood at the doorway, occasionally hearing whispers around him. He turned and approached.

"It's really strange that our family has tolerated her for so long."

"What's so strange about that? Using someone else's child to climb the social ladder, how novel is that?"

"An'an is so young and she's already been poisoned by her. Now she cries and throws a tantrum if she can't see her mother for even a moment. Who knows how she's brainwashing the child behind her back."

"I would do the same. It's such a struggle to give birth to a child; it's a matter of the mother's status rising with the child. As long as she can endure it, and An'an grows up, won't she become the head of the household?"

The servants were gossiping, and their words were so harsh that every single one reached He Ning'an's ears. He angrily wanted to confront them, but he couldn't reach them no matter what he did.

At that moment, a scream came from inside the house.

The person carrying the medicine didn't hold it properly, and the hot soup almost spilled on An'an, but Yu Lian stopped it in time. An'an was sleeping soundly, and after a few minutes of gentle patting and coaxing, she stopped fussing completely, and her complexion returned to normal.

The scalding hot medicine spilled onto her arm. Yu Lian's expression changed slightly, but she didn't say anything. She simply stood up silently and said to the others, "If there's nothing else, I'll go back now. An'an might be a little emotional lately. Just comfort him. An'an may seem difficult to comfort, but he's actually very easy to soothe."

After giving her instructions, Yu Lian left the He family's old house without looking back.

He Ning'an felt a pang of resentment watching the He family remain unmoved.

Turning her gaze outside, Yu Lian immediately found a place to rinse the wound after leaving the He family's old house. Then, she casually bought a jar of ointment from a pharmacy and applied it. She quickened her pace, seemingly unconcerned about her wound, and headed towards the villa.

"Here you are, hahaha, I told you, you always come looking like a drowned rat."

"Keep your voice down, aren't you afraid she'll hear you?"

"Oh dear, it's so far away, it would take a long time to run there, how could she hear us? Wouldn't she have super hearing?"

"That's true, but it's best not to be too blatant. After all, she's practically a member of the main family."

These words were met with sneers from the others: "Tsk tsk tsk, it's good enough they didn't kick her out. If they weren't afraid she'd gossip, do you think the He family would have married her?"

That makes sense, but let's not talk about it.

The servants at the villa dispersed.

He Ning'an's gaze suddenly shifted. Just an arm's length away—her mother sat in the room, tending to her wound alone. Her arm was blistered from the burns. While she appeared strong in front of others, she was secretly wretched, facing everything alone.

At this moment, He Ning'an could no longer hold back his tears. He rushed over, wanting to hug his mother who was now lonely and helpless.

This time was different; his mother didn't disappear, and he actually hugged her tightly.

"An'an, did you have a nightmare? Don't be afraid, Mommy's here."

Just like the previous scene, his mother gently patted and comforted him. But this time was different; he was awake and truly felt his mother's presence.

"Mother……"

Yu Lian immediately noticed the change in her son's address; he seemed genuinely frightened. She looked at He Lin standing at the door.

"Go and make some jujube seed tea for An'an. It's on the second shelf of the kitchen cabinet."

He Lin nodded, turned around and went downstairs.

When the couple returned and went upstairs, they heard nightmare sounds coming from An'an's room. Yu Lian quickly ran upstairs, found the key, opened the door, and saw him lying on the bed, convulsing, his face ashen and his body ice-cold.

Yu Lian was terrified and completely lost her composure. Fortunately, He Lin reminded her in time, and she carefully called the child back to reality. An'an was probably having a nightmare, which was why she was trembling.

Feeling her mother's warmth, He Ning'an gradually stopped crying, her consciousness gradually returned, and she even returned to her normal state in just three to five minutes.

Yu Lian turned on the bedside lamp, turned the brightness down to the lowest setting, and wiped away her son's tears.

"Did you have a nightmare?"

"Um."

"What did you dream about?"

"It's nothing, I'm fine now. Mom, you should go and rest."

Yu Lian was somewhat disappointed that the way she was addressed had changed back to "Mom".

"Okay, but if you're scared, I'll have your dad sleep with you tonight, okay?"

A hint of disgust flashed in He Ning'an's eyes: "No need."

In fact, Yu Lian had already anticipated the outcome when she gave this answer.

"How about I let your younger brother sleep with you? Or you can come with me to your brother's room now and sleep in the lower bunk next to Hehe."

This time, Yu Lian did not respect her son's wishes. She took the pillows and blankets and led him to her two younger sons' room.

When Hehe was woken up, she saw her mother and excitedly hugged her, but was still sleepy: "Mom, you're back. Goodnight, Mom."

"Okay, your brother will sleep with you tonight. Go inside."

Caught off guard by his own thoughts, He Ningze was unaware of what was happening, but he still did as his mother instructed.

After making up An'an's bed, Yu Lian let him lie down. Just then, He Lin's jujube seed tea arrived.

"Drink it all, then get a good night's sleep. If you're not feeling well tomorrow morning, stay home and rest. Don't push yourself, okay?"

"Okay, goodnight."

After closing the door, Yu Lian muttered to herself, "Was I really that incompetent?"

Are you sure you want to ask this question in front of me?

Yu Lian glared at He Lin, then let out a long sigh: "Never mind, let's talk about it tomorrow."