You tricked me into raising your son? You'll divorce me and become my aunt.

The moment the heavy iron door was pushed open from the outside, blinding sunlight rushed in, instantly illuminating the entire dark warehouse.

Under the sunlight, the boy's figure stood against the light.

He looked to be no more than sixteen or seventeen years old, tall and slender, dressed in a well-tailored dark suit, with a cool and noble demeanor, and a string of wooden Buddhist beads on his wrist.

It stands out starkly against the dilapidated and dirty environment here.

The boy was followed by several bodyguards in black, all of them tall and strong, exuding a menacing aura.

Young Ruan Ning stared blankly at the boy in the sunlight.

A devout faith arose in my heart.

Like someone who has fallen into the abyss of despair, encountering a god descending to earth in their moment of utter hopelessness.

The boy had exceptionally handsome features, a high nose bridge, thin, bright red lips, and a clean, sharp profile. However, his expression was indifferent and aloof, and he exuded a chilling sense of detachment, as if nothing in the world could catch his eye.

The boy's bodyguards quickly dealt with the scene and rescued the trapped people.

The chaotic situation was quickly cleaned up.

Little Ruan Ning was successfully rescued.

The identities of the other children were quickly confirmed, and their families came to pick them up.

But her family members were slow to arrive.

Later, the boy took her to his private estate.

It's far from the hustle and bustle of the city and very quiet.

For the next two weeks, the boy arranged for a professional psychologist to visit her regularly to help her manage her emotions, fearing that this terrible experience might leave permanent trauma and hidden problems in her heart.

The boy in her memory looked indifferent and often seemed impatient with her.

But Ruan Ning remembers that he would occasionally take some time to accompany her to swing on the swing and draw in the yard.

During that period, she was prone to nightmares at night, often waking up in the middle of the night with a stiff and cold body.

Every time she woke up from a nightmare crying, the boy would come and stay with her.

During those two weeks, Ruan Ning witnessed the kindness and gentleness hidden beneath the boy's cold exterior.

Two weeks later, her family found her and took her back to China.

On the day he left, the boy was away from the manor.

Before leaving, she left behind a painting, a little rabbit hair clip, and a letter.

I didn't even have a chance to say goodbye to him in person.

From then on, that boy became a ray of light in Ruan Ning's life.

Finding him became her most persistent wish over the years.

Later, she met Fu Tingchen.

The man was wearing a string of wooden Buddhist prayer beads on his wrist.

More than a decade has passed, and the boy has grown into a mature young man.

But Ruan Ning still saw the shadow of that boy from back then in him.

His facial features, physique, and temperament were very similar to the boy who saved her from the darkness years ago.

During the two weeks she spent with the boy, Ruan Ning carefully examined the string of Buddhist prayer beads.

She was certain that the Buddhist prayer beads in Fu Tingchen's hand were the same ones that the boy had worn back then.

So she married him with all her heartfelt devotion and love.

But the Fu Tingchen of today is no longer the cold-looking but soft-hearted boy who offered her salvation and care.

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Fu Tingchen and Bai Xinyao returned to Yunjin Residence.

Just as he parked the car, Fu Tingchen's phone rang.

The caller ID displayed the name Xu Jianye.

He is Ruan Ning's father.

Fu Tingchen's gaze hardened slightly as he answered the phone.

Xu Jianye's tone was calm on the other end of the phone: "Tingchen, are you busy?"

Fu Tingchen: "No."

Xu Jianye smiled and said gently, "I won't pry into things online. You young people have your own way of getting along. It's just that I haven't seen you come back for a long time. I called Ningning, and she promised to come home for dinner, but she's probably been too busy to remember. Why don't you take some time this week to go home with Ningning for dinner?"

Fu Tingchen responded in a deep voice.

"Okay, I'll go back with her."

They only exchanged a few words before hanging up.

Fu Tingchen's gaze turned serious.

Xu Jianye usually doesn't call him directly; he tells him everything through Ruan Ning.

I called him specifically to tell him about coming home for dinner.

They also said that Ruan Ning had already agreed.

But from beginning to end, Ruan Ning never mentioned going home for dinner.

Fu Tingchen thought about it carefully.

Ruan Ning seems to be getting colder and colder towards her lately.

She no longer wants to communicate with him about family arrangements.

Bai Xinyao looked over and asked softly, "Who is it?"

Fu Tingchen did not answer directly, but only said, "You go back first, I'll make a phone call."

Bai Xinyao didn't ask any more questions, and considerately said "okay" before opening the car door and getting out.

A moment later, Fu Tingchen made a phone call to Ruan Ning.

"What is it?" Ruan Ning's voice was cold.

Fu Tingchen: "Your father just called me. He asked me to go back with you this week, and said he had already told you about it before."

After a pause, Fu Tingchen asked again, "You're planning to go home, why haven't you ever told me?"

Ruan Ning said coldly, "There's no need. It's just a regular family dinner. I can go back by myself. Besides, aren't you supposed to be with Bai Xinyao? How can you have time to come back with me?"

Fu Tingchen frowned slightly.

"You know, if you just ask, I'll make time to go back with you. Hasn't that always been the case?"

"Things are different now than before."

Fu Tingchen felt a tightness in his chest.

Ruan Ning's aloofness suddenly made him feel powerless.

The man paused for two seconds, then lowered his voice, "I'll go back with you this Saturday."

Ruan Ning thought about it and decided that now was not the time to completely break off relations.

There's still no news from Jin Manrong.

The divorce certificate has not been issued yet.

Her lawyer told her that the fact that the man had children before marriage did not affect the validity of the marriage.

It is not a situation where divorce is permissible.

If the case goes to divorce proceedings and she wants the court to grant the divorce, she will need sufficient evidence to prove that the marital relationship has indeed broken down.

She could only continue gathering evidence by pretending to know nothing and remaining a spineless Mrs. Fu.

"Understood," Ruan Ning replied.

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Saturday.

Ruan Ning arrived at the restaurant that Xu Jianye had booked on time in Fu Tingchen's car.

When I got off the bus, the evening breeze was gentle, and the streetlights lit up one after another, casting warm light and shadow along the way.

Before leaving home, Ruan Ning tidied herself up simply, her long hair cascading down her shoulders, and her white, sophisticated-style dress was elegant and clean.

She treated it as just another ordinary home-cooked meal.

The people eating were none other than her father, Xu Jianye, her stepmother, Liu Hui, and her younger brother, who was born to her father and stepmother.

Occasionally, the stepmother would bring her daughter Lin Xiyue, whom she had with her ex-husband.

Ruan Ning thought this time would be the same.

She followed the waiter to the reserved private room.

Fu Tingchen walked beside him.

The two walked side by side in silence.

The waiter led them to the VIP floor and opened the door to the most luxurious private room.

The moment the door opened, a cacophony of voices rushed in.

The private room was spacious and brightly lit, with a very large round table that could seat more than twenty people. The table was full of people.

The sounds of children laughing and adults exchanging pleasantries overlapped, creating a cacophony as loud as a market.

Ruan Ning looked surprised, thinking she had gone to the wrong place.

Her gaze swept over the people in the room.

Seeing Xu Jianye and her stepmother Liu Hui confirmed that she hadn't gone to the wrong place.

Of the people in the room, only a few were familiar faces.