After leaving my father and keeping my son, I built my own wealthy family, and my ex-husband's

He Ya nestled against Bai Fengqin's shoulder and said sweetly, "Aunt Qin, you flatter me."

Bai Fengqin said:

"You flatter me. I watched you grow up. I thought you were the perfect daughter-in-law when you were little. Sigh... It's a pity... Let's not talk about the past. Come on, tell Aunt Qin about your years abroad."

Mingyun couldn't hear what the two said afterward.

She entered the kitchen, and several chefs greeted her.

They had a rather favorable impression of this young mistress.

She is approachable and down-to-earth, and often cooks for her family herself, with exceptional culinary skills.

Sometimes they even need to ask her for advice.

Mingyun never hid anything.

"Young Madam, please tell us what dishes you would like to make, and we will prepare them for you."

"Okay, thank you everyone."

Mingyun took off her coat, rolled up her sleeves, tied on an apron, and walked to the kitchen counter.

After working for more than three hours, a dozen dishes of various kinds, each with its own unique color, aroma, and flavor, were completed.

It also includes a medicinal meal.

It was specially prepared by Mingyun for her mother-in-law.

Bai Fengqin suffers from headaches, and when they flare up, she feels like she's dying.

The Qin family is not short of money, but no matter how many doctors they seek, they can never cure the disease.

Because her son was in long-term medical treatment, Mingyun learned to make medicinal cuisine to improve his health. She also developed a set of medicinal cuisine that could treat her mother-in-law's headaches.

That was Mingyun's secret recipe.

Over the years, with her quiet and dedicated care, her mother-in-law's headaches have become less and less frequent. If she continues to eat the medicinal meals she makes for another six months, she will be cured.

She felt that this was what a daughter-in-law should do, and since it was just a small favor, she never mentioned it to anyone.

With divorce on the horizon, I'll just treat this as one last time for my mother-in-law...

As for the headaches recurring after the medicinal diet is discontinued, Mingyun doesn't care.

From now on, may my mother-in-law have good fortune.

As Mingyun personally delivered the dishes to the restaurant, Bai Fengqin affectionately took He Ya's hand and led her to her seat. Qin Pinsen arrived with Qin Youyao, and Qin Xiaoxiao also came in at the same time.

Qin Youyao was holding a large bouquet of flowers.

He's almost as tall as her.

He was struggling to hold her, his face flushed and beads of sweat on his forehead.

"Yaoyao..." Mingyun called out.

Qin Youyao glanced at her, but instead of walking towards her as before, she went to He Ya's side and said in a childish voice:

"Aunt Ya Ya, these are the prettiest flowers that Dad and I picked in the garden. We made them into a big bouquet for you."

Mingyun's heart skipped a beat.

It felt like a tendon inside had been severed, the pain was sharp.

"Wow! So beautiful! Thank you, Yao Yao!" He Ya accepted the flowers without even wiping the sweat from Qin Youyao's brow.

The moment the large bouquet was taken away, Mingyun keenly noticed several red marks on her daughter's small hands.

She immediately went over, squatted down, and took her daughter's hand.

Yes, there are a few scratches.

It must have been injured while picking flowers to make a bouquet.

It wasn't serious, just a few minor scrapes, but Mingyun felt extremely distressed seeing it.

"Come on, Mom will take you to apply the medicine!"

Mingyun picked Qin Youyao up in her arms.

"I don't want to!" Qin Youyao twisted her small body and struggled. "Mommy, you're so annoying! I'm not a three-year-old anymore! I don't need you to tell me what to do!"

"Yes, you're not a three-year-old, you're only five!"

Mingyun was furious and confronted Qin Pinsen, demanding, "Didn't you know your daughter's hands were cut?"

Qin Pinsen frowned. "Really? I didn't notice. It's just a scrape, why are you so angry? You scared our daughter."

"What kind of nonsense is this?" Bai Fengqin said sternly. "A little scratch won't kill you, Mingyun, don't make a mountain out of a molehill."

Qin Xiaoxiao teased:

"Sister-in-law, you come from the countryside yourself. You must have had your share of bumps and bruises when you were little, but you're still alive and well, aren't you? Why are you making a fuss over a little scratch on Yao Yao after you married into my family? Be sure to apply the medicine quickly, otherwise the wound will heal if you wait too long."

"Don't keep everyone from eating." Qin Pinsen took Qin Youyao's seat and sat down.

Mingyun secretly clenched her fingers.

I'm getting a divorce soon, so I guess I'll just have to bear with it a little longer...

"I want chicken wings! All the chicken wings are mine!" Qin Youyao shouted, sitting on Qin Pinsen's lap.

Mingyun couldn't help but step forward and whisper a reminder, "Yaoyao, be good and mind your manners."

"Hmph!" Qin Youyao wrinkled her little nose, turned her head away, and didn't even want to look at her.

Qin Pinsen said calmly, "There's no need to be so formal when it's just family eating together."

"That's right, and besides, Yao Yao is still a child," He Ya said, placing a large plate of braised chicken wings in front of Qin Youyao. "Here you go, Yao Yao, eat whatever you want, it's all yours."

Mingyun frowned slightly.

Children need to be pampered and loved, but they can't be spoiled like this...

Just as she was about to say something, Bai Fengqin spoke up, "Ya'er, try it quickly. Putting everything else aside, Mingyun's cooking skills are quite good. See if it suits your taste."

Then he ordered Mingyun, "Serve rice to everyone."

Mingyun looked around and asked, "Where's Dad?"

Bai Fengqin raised her eyelids. "I went to Beijing a couple of days ago to give a report to the old man. I won't be back for a few days."

The old man she mentioned was Qin Pinsen's grandfather.

Mingyun has never met him.

All that was known was that the Qin family's roots were in Beijing, but no one knew why Qin Pinsen's father would settle and develop in Binhan.

It is said that Qin Pinsen also has an uncle who lives in Binhan City.

However, Mingyun had never seen it either.

Mingyun served rice to everyone present, and also gave her mother-in-law an extra bowl of medicinal soup.

"You've worked hard, please sit down and eat." He Ya was very polite and courteous at this moment, and even got up to serve Ming Yun rice.

"No need," Mingyun refused. "I'm not hungry, you guys eat first."

It took me more than three hours to cook, I'm exhausted.

Moreover, He Ya's presence made her lose her appetite even more.

"Yunyun, are you unhappy...?" He Ya looked aggrieved. "I didn't tell you, and I didn't ask for your permission, before I came here to visit Aunt Qin. If it bothers you, I'll leave now."

They act one way in public and another way in private.

Mingyun felt like vomiting.

"Xiaoya, why are you bothering with her?" Bai Fengqin said angrily. "When you came to my house to play as a child, she was still nowhere to be found. You can come and go as you please at the Qin family's house without needing anyone's permission!"

Mingyun felt as if an invisible hand was gripping her trachea.

For six years of marriage, she devoted herself wholeheartedly to every aspect of being Bai Fengqin's daughter-in-law.

It was precisely because of her unwavering dedication over the past six years that Bai Fengqin went from initially having to accept Qin Pinsen as her daughter-in-law because she feared he might be paralyzed for life, to gradually beginning to take her seriously.

Even so, every time she came to the Qin residence on her own initiative, she had to report to Bai Fengqin and obtain permission first.

Bai Fengqin said that those were the Qin family's rules; they only set rules for her because they considered her a member of the Qin family.

So she was still thinking about divorce. Besides persuading her father-in-law, she might also need to get her mother-in-law's consent.

Now it seems...

Oh……

Bai Fengqin couldn't wait to replace He Ya with her daughter-in-law.

Perhaps they already know that He Ya gave birth to her grandson?

Upon guessing this, Mingyun was not angry at all; instead, she breathed a sigh of relief.

At least with my mother-in-law, there's no obstacle to divorce anymore.

"Sister Ya, you said earlier that you joined the equestrian association in Canada and are an R8 rider?" Qin Xiaoxiao brought up the topic, her eyes full of admiration.

"What is an R8 rider?" Qin Youyao asked curiously.