Strange in public! Trying to conceive in private! Pampered and kissed every night.

Li Cuirou thought about it and realized that Song Tingyou had been trafficked to the depths of the mountains, so it wouldn't be easy to find her.

The man who abducted her said he would take Song Tingyou back to the deep mountains to raise her and then make her his wife.

In remote mountain villages, people marry young, with some even getting married at 13 and becoming pregnant at 15, and this is not uncommon.

Given Song Tingyou's current age, she must already be a mother of two.

Looking at the girl in the corridor, standing in the bright sun, surrounded by sunlight, her eyes were clean, clear, and bright, exuding a youthful and vibrant aura.

She doesn't look like a mother of two at all.

Her features were delicate and beautiful, with almond-shaped eyes, pink lips, and a gentle and graceful temperament, which was completely different from the bright and dazzling aura emanating from Song Xinya.

Perhaps, she just looks a bit like Song Xinya.

Moreover, fourteen years have passed, and Song Xinya has been searching for Song Tingyou without success. How could she suddenly find him?

As Li Cuirou thought this, the unease she felt about Song Tingyou being found lessened considerably.

Since Song Tingyou could not be found, some of Song Xinya's energy and attention would be diverted. As a result, Song Xinya could not devote herself wholeheartedly to competing with her mother and daughter for the company founded by her mother, Yating Education Technology Co., Ltd.

Currently, this company is still called: Rouying Education Technology Co., Ltd.

Song Xuanli walked to the door of Qin Yuhe's ward, his eyes sweeping over Jian Yi's face without any reaction.

However, Li Cuirou and Zhang Yingying stopped in their tracks as they passed Jian Yiyi.

Li Cuirou's probing gaze swept over Jian Yi's face as she asked, "Little girl, you look familiar, like someone I know. Tell me, what's your name?"

When Jian Yi looked at Li Cuirou, she saw a curious yet wary look in the other's eyes.

The other party seemed quite wary of her.

Strange. On our first meeting, she was a seventeen-year-old student. What could she possibly be that this wealthy woman, adorned in gold and silver, would be afraid of?

When faced with a question she didn't want to answer, Jian Yi chose to remain silent, turning her back to Li Cuirou.

"Tch—" Zhang Yingying's contemptuous voice rang out, her eyes full of disdain as she looked at Jian Yiyi: "What are you pretending for? Do you think my mom won't know who you are just because you don't say anything? We've met before, haven't we? You're just a poor student selling tofu in that stinky vegetable market."

"If it weren't for Young Master Jin liking you, who would care about a stinky tofu seller like you? I can remember your name is Jian Yiyi, not because you are so outstanding, nor because you are so pretty, but because of Young Master Jin, understand, little sister."

Jane turned to the side and looked directly at Zhang Yingying, saying, "Whether you know my name or not is none of my concern. Even if I'm just a tofu seller in the market and you're a rich young lady, I don't consider myself inferior to you. I live by my own hands, I've never eaten a grain of rice from you, never drunk a drop of water from you, and I owe you nothing. Whether materially or emotionally, I owe you nothing, so why should I bow and scrape before you? Therefore, put away your sense of superiority and arrogance. Your hostile behavior only makes me think you're low-class and very low."

Zhang Yingying stood there in astonishment. She hadn't expected that this seemingly gentle and weak girl would say such a rebuttal.

She retorted sarcastically, "I only said a couple of things to you, why are you reacting so strongly? The more someone cares about something, the more they'll pretend not to care. Isn't it because you're a stinky tofu seller and you're insecure about it?"

Jin Ruizhi: "Zhang Yingying, have you ever tried to take advantage of someone?"

Zhang Yingying: "I've eaten it."

Jin Ruizhi: "You look down on tofu sellers, yet you still eat the tofu they sell. Your mouth is just like you—not only spineless, but also incredibly despicable."

Zhang Yingying's face turned pale: "Young Master Jin, I used to be your tutor. There's an old saying: 'A teacher for a day is a father for life.'"

Jin Ruizhi: "What a big face you have, wanting me to call you dad? I'd rather you call me grandpa, and your dad call me dad."

Suddenly, Song Xuanli in front of him twisted his ankle and almost hit his head against the wall.

He straightened up, straightened his tie, and turned to look at Jin Ruizhi: "How can you talk like that, kid? There's a difference between elders and juniors. I'm over fifty years old, how could I possibly call you 'Dad'?"

Jin Ruizhi: "My father is the chairman of Haoyunlai, a nationally renowned food brand. I am the eldest son of the Jin family. I once saw a document in my father's study. The Song family wanted to cooperate with the Jin family to expand the food market. Perhaps I can help with this."

Song Xuanli turned to Zhang Yingying and coldly reprimanded, "Apologize to Young Master Jin right now!"

Now, let alone calling Jin Ruizhi "Dad," he'll even call him "Grandpa."

Zhang Yingying looked at Song Xuanli with a wronged expression and called out in a coquettish tone, "Daddy."

Song Xuanli: "This isn't something that can be resolved by simply calling him 'Dad.' You were in the wrong first, so apologize to Young Master Jin right now!"

Zhang Yingying looked at Jin Ruizhi and said, "I'm sorry."

After apologizing, she walked forward.

Jin Ruizhi: "Stop."

Zhang Yingying: "Young Master Jin, I have already apologized."

Jin Ruizhi: "Apologize to Jian Yiyi, bow at a 90-degree angle, apologize to Jian Yiyi."

Zhang Yingying looked at Jian Yiyi, bit her lip, bent her back at a ninety-degree angle, and said sorry to Jian Yiyi.

Song Xuanli stepped in to mediate: "Young lady, your name is Jian Yiyi, right? Our Yingying has already apologized to you, so you should at least be polite and say it's okay."

Jian Yi looked at the middle-aged man: "Was Zhang Yingying apologizing to you just now?"

Song Xuanli: "No."

Jane Yi: "So what gives you the right to make decisions for me and demand my forgiveness?"

Song Xuanli wanted to say, "Does this young lady even know how to be polite?" Jin Ruizhi interjected, "Yi Yi is right."

Song Xuanli closed his open mouth.

Li Cuirou walked over and took Song Xuanli's arm: "Sir, we've come here to see President Qin."

Li Cuirou's eyes swept over Jian Yiyi. As long as this little girl wasn't Song Tingyou, why waste time on a tofu seller like her, such an ordinary, insignificant, and unworthy person from the lower class?

Song Xuanli turned his gaze from Song Tingyou to Jin Ruizhi: "Young Master Jin, about my cooperation with your Jin family, what do you think..."

Jin Ruizhi: "I definitely won't help you."

Song Xuanli, Li Cuirou, and Zhang Yingying were all stunned and stood there in place.

He apologized, even bowing deeply at a 90-degree angle. After he finished, the kid said, "I definitely won't help you."

Song Xuanli was thoroughly fooled.

A man in his fifties was tricked by a seventeen-year-old minor.

People would laugh their heads off if they told anyone.

However, given the other party's noble status, Song Xuanli dared not utter a word of abuse and could only swallow his anger.

Li Cuirou pulled Song Xuanli toward the ward: "Let's go see President Qin."

Zhang Yingying couldn't wait: "Yes, let's go see President Qin right away."

She hadn't seen Qin Yuhe for a long time and missed him terribly.

It's said that men like novelty, and Qin Yuhe and Song Xinya have been married for so long, the novelty should have worn off by now.

It's likely that the two of them now have fewer things to talk about, only see each other's flaws, and have long lost the initial passion and sweetness.

When the door opened, Zhang Yingying saw Qin Yuhe and Song Xinya sleeping together in each other's arms.