Marrying for someone else and being a widow? Stepmothers open classes to raise children

Gu Zhiyi gently patted Aunt Zhao's shoulder, her tone calm and firm: "Aunt Zhao, you don't have to be afraid. I don't want to take your daughter away, but I hope she can get a better education and life. My arrangements for Xie Huiyi are all for her future."

Aunt Zhao lowered her head and said in a trembling voice, "Madam, I... I really don't know how to teach my children, but I will try my best to cooperate with your arrangements for Xie Huiyi's future."

Gu Zhiyi said: "Aunt, I understand your concerns, but please believe me, I am not trying to take your daughter away. I just want to provide her with a better environment to grow up in."

Aunt Zhao was silent for a while, then slowly expressed her worries: "Madam, I was born in a military family, I have a straightforward personality, and I don't know how to educate my children. In the past, I only pursued romance and neglected my love for Xie Huiyi. Now, I have become a widow, watching my daughter grow up day by day, my heart is full of regrets."

Gu Zhiyi's eyes showed a light of approval: "Aunt Zhao, it's great that you can recognize your mistakes. I will try my best to teach you, but you must also work hard on your own. Xie Huiyi's future depends not only on me, but also on you."

Aunt Zhao felt a little comforted after hearing what Gu Zhiyi said. She raised her head, tears in her eyes: "Madam, I am willing to cooperate with your arrangements. I know that I did not educate Xie Huiyi properly in the past, but I am willing to correct it. Please teach me how to be a qualified mother."

Gu Zhiyi gently held her hand and said, "Aunt, you don't have to be so reserved. I'm lifting your confinement not because I sympathize with you, but because I understand that you haven't done anything wrong."

Aunt Zhao was so moved that tears welled up in her eyes. She held Gu Zhiyi's hand tightly and said in a trembling voice: "Madam, I...I...I really don't know what to say. I misunderstood you before. I thought you wanted to take my daughter away, so I did that. I really regret it now. If I had been calmer at that time, I would not have let you get hurt."

Gu Zhiyi smiled and patted Aunt Zhao's hand, saying softly, "Aunt, let the past be the past. I just hope that you can live in peace and not worry about these things anymore. You really love Huiyi, and I believe that you will be a good mother."

Aunt Zhao nodded excitedly. This was Gu Zhiyi's greatest trust in her. She took a deep breath and said, "Madam, I will remember your teachings. I will do my best to take good care of Huiyi and will not let her get hurt again."

Gu Zhiyi looked at Aunt Zhao's serious eyes and nodded with satisfaction. Aunt Zhao had truly understood her intention. She said softly: "Aunt, I hope that when you visit Huiyi, you can try to keep your life simple and not get involved in too many other matters. I believe Huiyi will like such a mother more."

Aunt Zhao nodded gratefully. She understood that this was Gu Zhiyi's last advice to her. She looked at Gu Zhiyi deeply, and then said softly, "Madam, I will remember your advice. I will do my best not to let you down."

Gu Zhiyi looked at Aunt Zhao with a smile. She had done everything she could. She said softly, "Aunt, I believe in you."

Aunt Zhao found new hope in Gu Zhiyi's tolerance and kindness. She deeply understood that she could continue to stay in the Duke's Mansion because of Gu Zhiyi's tolerance. Her heart was full of gratitude and determination. She must take good care of Huiyi and not let her suffer any harm again.

The garden was full of greenery, birdsong and fragrance of flowers. Gu Zhiyi walked lightly through the winding path.

Seeing Xie Yunce's lonely figure, she couldn't help but feel a warm current in her heart. As the mistress of Ningguo Mansion, she knew that she should not only manage the affairs of the mansion, but also care for everyone in the mansion, especially this stepson who had lost his mother and had no blood relationship with her.

When Xie Yunce saw Gu Zhiyi coming, a trace of gratitude flashed in his eyes. This stepmother was different from others. Her care and love came from the bottom of her heart. Gu Zhiyi walked to his side and fanned him gently. That delicate movement seemed to tell him that no matter how harsh the world was, there was always a gentle corner here.

"Yunce, you don't have to work so hard. The key to practicing martial arts is perseverance. Don't be impatient." Gu Zhiyi spoke softly, her tone gentle but with unquestionable authority.

She looked at Xie Yunce's determined figure, and a warm feeling welled up in her heart. This child, although seriously injured, still practiced martial arts tenaciously, which made people couldn't help but be moved.

She said softly, "Yunce, you don't have to push yourself so hard. Your injuries have just healed, so you should rest more."

Xie Yunce looked at Gu Zhiyi, with a hint of gratitude in his eyes. This motherly woman had been silently caring for him. He forced a smile and said, "Mom, I'm fine. I just want to recover as soon as possible so that I can take on my responsibilities at home."

"Yunce, why are you always so reserved?" Gu Zhiyi walked gently to Xie Yunce, her voice as gentle as the spring breeze.

Xie Yunce raised his head, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, and his lips trembled slightly: "Mother, I... I always feel that it seems more appropriate to call you Madam."

Gu Zhiyi smiled slightly, her eyes full of understanding and tolerance: "Yunce your father passed away, I have always treated you as my own son. The title is just a formality, I don't mind. You call me Madam, I call you Yunce, the relationship between us has long surpassed these superficial titles."

Xie Yunce lowered his head, but his heart was becoming more and more entangled. Gu Zhiyi's care and love for him had already surpassed the scope of a mother's love for her son. Since he came to the Ningguo Mansion, Gu Zhiyi has been silently supporting him, whether it is academic supervision or taking care of his life, she has been meticulous.

However, Xie Yunce still had a knot in his heart. He remembered that his mother passed away due to an illness when he was young. Since then, the name he gave to his mother could only be an echo in his memory. And although Gu Zhiyi cared for him very much, he could never regard her as his biological mother.

"Mother, I..." Xie Yunce spoke again, but his voice was even lower.

Gu Zhiyi gently patted Xie Yunce's shoulder and said with a smile: "Yunce, I understand what you are struggling with. In fact, the name is just a nominal matter. What is important is the feelings in our hearts. If you feel more comfortable calling me mother, then please call me mother."

Xie Yunce took a deep breath, and the tangle in his heart seemed to be released at this moment. He raised his head and looked at Gu Zhiyi firmly: "Mother, from now on, I will call you mother. Although this word is a little strange to me, I will try my best to adapt and accept it."