After transmigrating into the body of the female supporting character's biological mother, she

Zhou Chen let her beat him until she was tired and cursed until she was hoarse, then slowly took a step back. "Alright, you're not dead yet, are you? I'm heartless, but I still asked Secretary Zhou to send you grain every year so you wouldn't starve. Zhou Jianmin is more filial than me. He's over thirty years old, and you've been working yourselves to death serving him. So I was wrong. From now on, I'll learn from Zhou Jianmin and try to make you satisfied."

Wang Guifen was speechless, her face turning pale and then red. "I! I am your biological mother who gave birth to you and raised you!"

Zhou Chen even chuckled, "Yeah, so you still have food to eat."

"Alright!" Old Zhou coaxed in a deep voice, his cloudy eyes sweeping over Zhou Chen's face before settling into a complex expression. "We were indeed wrong about what happened before. But your mother and I don't have many years left to live. Are you really that heartless?"

Zhou Chen didn't want to argue with them about these things and wanted to take the children away from this troublesome place as soon as possible.

Wang Guifen, however, had already spotted the child behind him.

Putting everything else aside, Linlin's face, especially her eyebrows and features, bears at least a five or six-point resemblance to Lin Zhilan.

Wang Guifen recognized her at a glance, "This...this is Zhou Lin?"

Zhou Chen frowned, but Linlin took a half step forward slightly. "My surname isn't Zhou, it's Lin."

Wang Guifen choked for a moment, then hurriedly turned to look at Su Li beside Zhou Chen's legs, her expression revealing a hint of urgency and inquiry, "Is this your son?"

Old Zhou also stared intently over.

Zhou Jianmin is impotent, and they have spent money to take him to the hospital for treatment, but the money has run out and the disease has not been cured. The elderly couple can be said to have given up.

Although Zhou Chen has not returned, as long as he gets married and has a son, the Zhou family will have an heir.

Zhou Chen smiled faintly, suddenly feeling a sense of vengeful pleasure. "This is Linlin's younger brother, the son of Lin Zhilan and Su Lang."

Old Zhou turned pale instantly, as if he had been choked.

Zhou Chen continued, "I don't plan to get married, and I've already had a tubal ligation. In this life, I only have one daughter, Linlin."

Su Li jumped up in alarm, "Godfather, what about me?!"

Zhou Chen laughed and said, "That's right, Godfather forgot, you're also my son."

Old Zhou and Wang Guifang were devastated.

In their view, Zhou Chen's decision to recognize his ex-wife's son as his godson was already insane.

He also had a vasectomy and never plans to have a son.

Zhou Jianmin cannot have children, and Zhou Chen cannot have children now either.

Wouldn't that mean the Zhou family line would end?!

Thinking of this, Old Zhou's energy and spirit vanished instantly.

Wang Guifen looked at Zhou Chen as if he were a madman.

After watching the commotion, Chen Dongfeng stepped forward and patted Zhou Chen on the shoulder. "Let's go, boss?"

"To return home in glory is like wearing fine clothes at night," Chen Dongfeng deliberately shouted, wanting these people to know how successful Zhou Chen had become.

You can see it, but you can't touch it.

Are you angry or not?

Zhou Chen nodded, preparing to walk past Old Man Zhou and Wang Guifen to leave.

This time, Old Zhou and Wang Guifen were unable to stop them.

When Linlin walked up to them, she suddenly stopped.

The two elderly people immediately looked at her.

It's possible that this is their only grandchild.

Although she's a girl, at least...

The girl's sweet voice rang out, instantly shattering their illusions.

"Thank you for not wanting me."

Old Zhou and Wang Guifen stared wide-eyed, their faces filled with horror. The girl's words were tantamount to killing someone's spirit.

"Linlin," Jiang Chengzhou called from ahead, "aren't you coming over here?"

"Here you are!"

Old Zhou and Wang Guifen watched as the girl ran to her brother's side, and the boy lightly tapped her forehead with his finger, probably to discipline her.

Linlin touched her forehead, made a face at her brother, and then laughed.

……

Undeniably, Lin Zhilan enjoyed a period of peace and quiet during the first two days after the child left.

But in less than a week, Lin Zhilan started to miss her child.

Now that the children are coming back, Lin Zhilan is quite excited. In addition, she has been officially promoted to director of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, so she decided to cook a big meal for the children on the day they return, and also to celebrate for herself.

Su Lang has been quite happy lately.

Without his unlucky nephew and son causing trouble around him, aside from missing his daughter a little, Su Lang was most satisfied that he could stick to his wife's side all the time after work.

If their holidays fall on the same day, he can still take a trip to Goose City with Lin Zhilan, or go fishing and beachcombing on a small island by boat.

Su Lang felt that Lin Zhilan's feelings for him had returned to their most passionate state.

Inside the room, Lin Zhilan was writing something with a pen when Su Lang came over.

He had just finished showering; his short, black hair was still wet and glistening with water droplets. He was wearing a white shirt, deliberately left open at the chest, revealing a hint of skin, which made him look very sexy.

Lin Zhilan glanced up and down, then silently looked away and began correcting the students' homework.

Seeing that Lin Zhilan ignored him, Su Lang's expression turned serious.

He easily snatched the pen from her hand, lowered his eyelids, and his well-proportioned fingers unbuttoned his shirt.

Lin Zhilan blinked, her eyes taking in all the mature and sexy muscle lines.

She held her breath and looked up at Su Lang.

Su Lang raised an eyebrow, deliberately teasing, "Do you like it?"

Lin Zhilan: "..."

Lin Zhilan didn't say anything, but reached out and buttoned his shirt back up.

Su Lang's smile faded, she pursed her beautiful lips, and there was a hint of disappointment in her eyes.

His expression was so obvious that Lin Zhilan couldn't ignore it, so she could only say helplessly, "You're forty years old now, you can't be too indulgent, you need to cultivate your character. Besides, I'm not in the mood right now."

Su Lang frowned. "I'm already like this, and you're still not in the mood?"

"...What's wrong with you?"

"Like this..." Su Lang took off her clothes directly, which was very suggestive.

Su Lang had looked in the mirror before he arrived and felt that his body was very healthy and his physique was no different from a few years ago. There was no reason why Lin Zhilan used to like him but now suddenly didn't.

Lin Zhilan rolled her eyes, slowly crawled into the blankets, closed her eyes, and ignored him.

Su Lang sighed and rubbed his forehead, then threw off the covers and crawled inside.

In the darkness, a rich, subtle fragrance filled the air—the scent emanating from Lin Zhilan.

Su Lang took a deep breath, his body slid down, and his teeth bit into the shoulder strap of Lin Zhilan's pajamas. With a gentle bite, the thin clothes came off.

Lin Zhilan let out a muffled groan, her soft fingers grasping his slightly damp hair.

"Don't... I have to pick up the child tomorrow morning." She weakly resisted, her legs involuntarily shrinking back.

"There's still time, just once. You know I'm forty, I have to abstain from sex," Su Lang said quietly.

Su Lang still held a grudge.

As if to prove something, his movements became noticeably more urgent.

The next morning, Lin Zhilan woke up and the first thing she did was to look at the clock hanging on the wall.