At the same time, Nanjiang Villa.
The autumn rain is like a misty veil, slowly falling on the leaves, and tapping on the window glass, making the huge study even more silent.
Mrs. Li looked at the pictures, files, and information on her phone with mixed feelings.
"Ye Wanhua, 45 years old, Wanhua Jewelry?"
"How could it be Ye Wanhua?"
She has looked at it several times and compared it little by little with the photos of Yi Xiaodan when he was still alive. Even though there is a difference of more than 20 years, the appearance of the two is still very similar.
At least that's what Mrs. Li thinks.
Not only did Madam Li know that Wanhua Jewelry has a store in Yishen Shopping, she had also visited it in person.
However, Ye Wanhua has lived in Country Y for many years and has only come to Jincheng a handful of times. Mrs. Li lives in seclusion, so it is naturally difficult for the two of them to meet.
At this time, Wu Ma came in with medicinal food.
Seeing that the pastries on the small table were still untouched, she couldn't help but frown slightly.
"Madam, please try it while it's hot."
Although a faint smile appeared at the corner of Mrs. Li's mouth, her eyes still stayed on the screen of her mobile phone. Her doubts and uneasiness did not diminish by half, but became more intense.
She knew her worries were probably unnecessary, but she just couldn't control the surge of emotions.
"Madam, this ingredient was specially sent by Master Zishen in the afternoon. He said it could improve sleep and relieve headaches. You were not awake at the time, so you did not report it in time."
"Just giving these away, no one will see you."
After saying this, Mrs. Li put the phone aside and picked up the spoon with a complicated expression.
She frowned, sighed softly, and turned the spoon in circles in the soup bowl. Her whole body seemed to be shrouded in an unspeakable worry, and she couldn't be happy no matter what.
This should have made him happy, after all, his son had already made a concession and sent supplements.
Although Mrs. Li didn't say anything, as a servant for many years, Wu Ma had always been by her side, so she still understood it very well.
"Madam, you don't have to worry. In fact, Ye Wanhua and Miss Yi don't look much alike, at most they are somewhat similar. You are the noble wife of the Li family, and the biological mother of Master Zishen and Master Zihan. This is an indisputable fact, no one can take it away." Wu Ma comforted softly.
Mrs. Li raised her head, a look of gratitude flashed in her eyes, but still filled with doubts.
"Maybe you are right, but... the similarity between them is too high. I always feel that she is Yi Xiaodan. She is back, she is not dead, and she wants to take away everything from me."
Wu Ma shook her head gently and continued to comfort her: "Madam, please think about it, the life trajectories of Ye Wanhua and Miss Yi are completely different. Miss Yi has been gone for decades, so there is no need for you to be upset about it. Why bother?" Torture yourself.”
Mrs. Li knew that what Wu Ma said was true, but the uneasiness in her heart still refused to dissipate.
She put down the spoon and stared at the empty study room, her thoughts wandering, and she unknowingly thought of the scene when Yi Xiaodan was still alive.
"Madam, the most important thing for you now is your health. You will also have to help take care of your grandson in the future."
After hearing this, Mrs. Li suddenly woke up and looked at Wu's mother steadily: "Yes, you are right, I can't fall down, I still have to hold my grandson."
As soon as she finished speaking, she quickly picked up the spoon and forced herself to drink the soup one bite at a time.
Even though she was still anxious inside, she had to face it with strength, because she was not alone, she was the mother of two children, and she had to protect them.
Just then, a shout came.
"Mom, guess what I bought?"
Li Zihan gently pushed open the ajar study door, holding a paper bag in his hand.
After coming in, he saw his mother holding a spoon. Although the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, there was a hint of sadness in her eyes that was difficult to hide.
"Mom, it's roasted sweet potatoes!" Li Zihan said softly and quickly opened the paper bag.
Mrs. Li nodded happily.
"Look, the young master is so filial. It's perfect to eat this on a rainy day. It smells so fragrant." Wu Ma said with a smile and quickly stepped aside.
Li Zihan walked to Mrs. Li and asked with concern: "Mom, what's wrong? What happened? Why do you seem to be in a bad mood?"
Mrs. Li sighed, knowing that her youngest son was a careful person and would not be fooled easily.
So she told her son without reservation about her visit to the orphanage today, and handed her cell phone and the photo album in the drawer to her son.
"Look, do they look alike?"
After hurriedly flipping through it, Li Zihan suddenly smiled heartily.
"Mom, you really dare to think that Ye Wanhua and Yi Xiaodan are obviously two completely different people. One is a famous designer and big boss, and the other has long been turned into a pile of bones. Why? It’s possible, I dare to think!”
Mrs. Li nodded thoughtfully. Although her son's words were straightforward, they were also to the point.
She put away the photo album and mobile phone, and then looked at Li Zihan steadily: "Where did you go crazy at night? Why did you come back at this hour?"
Wu Ma: "..."
Faced with her mother's sudden change, Li Zihan was immediately unable to react.
"Oh, at night, um, I..."
"Zihan, you're not young anymore. Is it time to get a serious girlfriend? How can I have a grandson?" Mrs. Li asked seriously.
Li Zihan quickly held her mother's hand and swayed back and forth coquettishly: "I'm still young."
This scene made Wu Ma laugh out loud, and the atmosphere in the study suddenly became more relaxed and no longer so depressing.
…
Ten o'clock in the evening, Huangcheng.
The helicopter landed slowly on the lawn of the Wang family's old residence.
"Sir, Madam, welcome home!"
The butler and servants greeted in unison.
Wang Junchen smiled and then gently picked up Ye Wanhua and walked to the main building of the villa step by step, with a good mood that could not be concealed on his face.
A few hours ago, when the order was issued to the old house, everyone immediately took action and made sufficient preparations. Even the floors that might cause slippage were covered with soft carpets.
Of course, if you pay, you will be rewarded, and everyone also received varying amounts of red envelopes.
It can range from a few hundred to over ten thousand.
People feel refreshed when happy events happen, and spending a little money is nothing. The main thing is to be happy.
"Ajun, actually I can leave by myself. I'm fine. It's not good to have so many people watching." Ye Wanhua said shyly.
She hid her head in the man's arms, like a young daughter-in-law who had just walked out of the house, her cheeks flushed.
Wang Junchen's thin lips curled up slightly: "It's okay."
"Um...does everyone know about my pregnancy? Have you already told me?"
"Don't worry, it's only here."
Hearing this, Ye Wanhua breathed a sigh of relief.
Immediately, they walked into the bedroom, and the soft light reflected their happy smiles.
Wang Junchen placed Ye Wanhua gently on the bed and asked with concern: "How do you feel? Do you want to eat something? Do you still feel uncomfortable in your stomach?"
Ye Wanhua shook his head gently and held Wang Junchen's hand tightly, his eyes full of emotion.
"What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
"No, I'm fine. I'm not hungry at all. You don't have to be so nervous. How about I..."
Wang Junchen kissed Ye Wanhua's forehead tenderly, then sat on the edge of the bed and said softly: "We are already home. From now on, you just need to have a good rest and don't have to worry about anything."
"Well, I seem a little sleepy."
"Close your eyes and go to sleep."
Ye Wanhua nodded, lay down slowly, and closed her eyes with a smile. Wang Junchen sat next to her and gently covered her with a quilt.
After a while, after making sure that his wife was asleep, Wang Junchen slowly left the bedroom.
(End of chapter)
