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

Helpless, Qin Pinsen put the dish back and said to his daughter, "Sweetie, you eat something else."

Qin Youyao lowered her head, tears welling up in her eyes.

Bai Fengqin then noticed her granddaughter and said with a smile, "Yaoyao, you're the older sister, so be considerate of your younger brother."

"Hmm..." Qin Youyao responded softly, picking at the white rice in her bowl.

She was very unhappy.

She wanted to throw a tantrum, but He Ya had previously locked her up in solitary confinement and warned her that if she continued to disobey, she would lock her up again.

She didn't want to be locked in that dark closet anymore.

We just have to endure it.

At this moment, Bai Fengqin, Qin Pinsen, and He Ya were all circling around Qin Chengxi.

Give him whatever he wants to eat.

If he wants to eat fish, remove the bones from the tenderest part and feed it to him.

If he wants chicken drumsticks, remove the bones and put them in his bowl.

If we want to eat shrimp, the three adults will peel them together.

Bai Fengqin wouldn't let the servants do these things, fearing that the servants wouldn't be careful enough and might let fish bones or other things get stuck in her precious grandson's throat.

Qin Youyao was eating at the same table with them, but not a single adult paid attention to her.

Seeing her younger brother being pampered while she didn't even dare to ask for a dish she wanted, she tried her best to hold back her tears, but she still couldn't help but burst into tears.

Large tears fell into the rice bowl she was holding.

Everyone used to dote on her, but now... everyone only cares about her younger brother.

"Yaoyao, what's wrong?" Qin Pinsen turned to look at her, frowning. "You were eating your meal peacefully, why are you crying?"

Before Qin Youyao could speak...

He Ya said impatiently, "This is so annoying. If you're not going to eat, go back to your room!"

Bai Fengqin said to the maids, "Take Youyao away. If she wants something to eat later, send it to her separately."

"Yes, madam."

The maid just carried Qin Youyao away.

"Hiss—" Bai Fengqin suddenly gasped and raised her hand to her forehead.

"Mom, what's wrong?" He Ya asked.

Bai Fengqin rubbed her temples. "Headache, it's an old problem..."

"It's starting to hurt again?" Qin Pinsen asked in surprise. "Wasn't it already healed?"

Many years ago, Bai Fengqin suffered from severe headaches that could not be cured no matter what treatment she tried.

It flares up several times a month, and when it hurts, it feels like an electric drill is drilling into my brain.

Her headaches began to gradually subside about four years ago.

Two years ago, the attacks started to occur only once every two or three months, and I could tolerate them without taking painkillers.

Then, in the last six months, it hasn't flared up even once.

Bai Fengqin thought the disease had been completely cured.

"It seems... I'm not better yet," Bai Fengqin frowned, her face turning pale. "It's probably because I've been too overworked lately; the pain started again a few days ago..."

"Mom, you should go and rest first," Qin Pinsen said, picking up his son. "I'll call the doctor to take a look at you later."

"Okay... take your time eating."

Bai Fengqin stood up, supporting herself on the table.

Two maids helped her to the bedroom.

He Ya said, "Honey, I found an overseas team to create a few songs tailored just for me. Once they're finished, I'll officially debut as a singer. You'll have to help me with the publicity and marketing."

A hint of weariness showed in Qin Pinsen's eyes. "How about... you wait a little longer? You know I've been really busy and tired lately..."

He Ya immediately became unhappy, her face darkening as she said, "You don't need to promote it for me yourself. Can't you just arrange for someone to do it for me?"

Qin Pinsen rubbed his forehead and said, "The group does have a public relations and marketing department, but... we've never worked in the entertainment industry before, so we'll have to start from scratch to do marketing and promotion for you."

"Don't you want to help me fulfill my dream?!" He Ya crossed her arms and looked furious.

Qin Pinsen was exasperated and slammed his hand on the table. "Haven't I fulfilled your dreams enough? You were studying abroad and failed your exams, but I found a way to help you get your certificates. Whatever kind of house, car, clothes, or jewelry you wanted abroad, I gave you everything! You said you dreamed of being my wife, and I made that happen too! You're giving up a comfortable life to become a singer? I've wanted to tell you for a long time, you should stop messing around!"

"Qin Pinsen!" He Ya slammed her hand on the table. "Didn't you promise me you'd help me become a superstar singer?"

Qin Pinsen roared, "Yes! I did promise you! But back then you weren't the young mistress of the Qin family! Now you are! You think about it carefully, a dignified young mistress of the Qin family, running around in front of the public as a singer! Is that appropriate?"

"You..." He Ya's face turned ashen. "Fine, so you mean if I become a singer, I'll bring shame to your family?"

Qin Pinsen sneered, "Don't you know your own limitations when it comes to singing? There are so many talented singers these days, are you as young and as good as them? If you were in your early twenties, you might still have a chance to produce some work, but what about now? You're almost thirty now, and your voice isn't what it used to be! Just settle down and be a good young mistress!"

He Ya's ashen face turned deathly pale, and she trembled with rage. "Qin Pinsen...you...you're starting to think I'm old now, are you?"

"Don't be unreasonable!" Qin Pinsen snapped. "I'm just stating the facts! What are you picking on? It's utterly absurd!"

The powder keg was completely ignited, and the two then argued more and more fiercely.

He Ya smashed the bowls, chopsticks, and plates in front of her while arguing, so Qin Pinsen simply overturned the entire dining table.

Qin Chengxi was so frightened that he burst into tears.

Seeing their son cry, the two calmed down a bit.

He Ya comforted her son while shedding tears.

Qin Pinsen, smoking a cigarette, said sternly, "Take your son back to Villa No. 2 first."

"Why would I go to Villa No. 2? I'm taking my son back to my parents' house!" He Ya said, turning around and leaving with her son in her arms.

"Stop right there!"

Qin Pinsen stepped forward and grabbed her arm, saying sternly, "If you want to go back to your parents' home, go back by yourself! Don't take my son away!"

It looked like the two were about to start another argument.

Aunt He rushed over in a panic, "Young Master, Young Madam... Something terrible has happened! Madam is about to faint from the pain!"

Both of them were startled.

Forget about arguing, she handed Qin Chengxi over to Aunt He to look after and rushed to Bai Fengqin's bedroom.

Several private doctors were already present.

However, Bai Fengqin clutched her head, writhing in pain on the bed.

The doctors, drenched in sweat, told Qin Pinsen that they had tried everything, but nothing worked, and that the painkillers could no longer be administered, otherwise they would cause even greater side effects.

Manager Yang is currently trying his best to control Bai Fengqin, otherwise she would definitely smash her own head open.

"Is there really no other way?" Qin Pinsen was so anxious that he paced back and forth.

The doctor said that for now, Mrs. Bai can only rely on herself to get through it, and the pain will stop after the attack ends.

However, someone must stay with them throughout this period.

"Alright... then we'll keep watch for now." Qin Pinsen looked helpless.

He Ya frowned and muttered, "Since there's no other way, I'll go and rest first."