Quick Wear: The female supporting role saves the luck of the male supporting role and loses himself

After returning home and putting the two children to bed, Lin Yi gently closed the door and tiptoed into the living room. Under the soft light, she saw Pei Jingping sitting on the sofa, looking through the factory's production report.

Lin Yi took a deep breath, sat down next to him, and told him what happened in the beauty salon today. Finally, she expressed her idea of letting the two children meet the Kang family.

Pei Jingping put down the report in his hand and looked at his wife gently. He had never felt the warmth of a family before, and it was Lin Yi's transformation that made him look forward to home.

The two children's backgrounds, coupled with the character of the Pei family, meant that they were destined not to receive the love of their grandparents in the Pei family.

But as long as their biological grandparents really love them, Pei Jingping will not object to their recognition. In his heart, the happiness of the children is more important than anything else.

The days that followed were busy and fulfilling. Lin Yi not only had to look after the daily operations of the beauty salon, but was also busy recruiting and training new staff.

Pei Jingping threw himself into the new factory's production, often leaving home before dawn and returning home late at night. The roar of the machines in the workshop became his most familiar background sound, and he personally oversaw every production step.

At the same time, Song Jiahui and Liu Chengsheng had returned to Kyoto. This familiar city made them feel at home, and they shuttled through the bustling commercial district to select a location for their beauty salon in Kyoto.

On Lin Yi's side, after helping Zhang Cuilan get acquainted with the two children twice, she entrusted the children's lunch and dinner to Zhang Cuilan.

Zhang Cuilan rarely cooked at home before, but now she takes care of her grandchildren and does everything herself.

Huanhuan always jumped around grandma, his little mouth as sweet as honey, making Zhang Cuilan happy every day. And although Xiaoyu didn't talk much, the wariness in his eyes gradually dissipated, and his mind gradually became less sensitive.

Under Zhang Cuilan's meticulous care, this once introverted boy is becoming more and more like a sunny boy.

However, Zhang Cuilan's frequent going out early and coming back late finally aroused the old lady's suspicion.

At noon that day, Zhang Cuilan prepared lunch for the two children at Lin Yi's house as usual.

Suddenly, a rapid knock on the door interrupted her movements. Zhang Cuilan wiped her hands and went to open the door. When she saw the old lady standing at the door, the smile on her face froze instantly, replaced by a look of horror.

"Mom, how did you find this place?" Zhang Cuilan's voice trembled a little.

While she was asking the question, her brain was working rapidly and her eyes unconsciously glanced at the wall clock - the children would be back from school in twenty minutes.

Looking at the old lady’s gloomy face, the child will definitely be scared soon. The old lady and the child must not be allowed to meet.

"Zhang Cuilan, do you think that because you have Kang Jianxin's support, you really don't take me, your mother-in-law, seriously?"

The old lady leaned on her cane and glared at Zhang Cuilan angrily. Her wrinkled face was filled with anger, and her eyes seemed to want to torture Zhang Cuilan to death.

"Mom, Jianxin said he respects the decision of Lin Yi and his wife." Zhang Cuilan straightened her back, her voice gentle but firm. "They don't agree with the child returning to the Kang family. I just want to be close to the child in disguise. The child doesn't know that I am their biological grandmother!"

The reason why Zhang Cuilan could answer with neither arrogance nor humility was really due to the confidence given by Kang Jianxin.

Kang Jianxin is indeed very optimistic about Lin Yi and his wife, and the daily chemical factory they established is also a private enterprise that the city pays more attention to.

"Why can you see Xiaoyu and Huanhuan but I can't?" The old lady's cane thumped heavily on the floor, making a dull sound. "I don't care. I must see the children today and let them call me grandma!"

The old lady pushed her way into the room unruly, plopped down on the sofa, and slammed her handbag down on the coffee table. She crossed her arms, her chin held high, as if she wasn't going to stop until she saw her child.

Zhang Cuilan was so anxious that her palms were sweating, but she couldn't do anything about the old lady. She glanced at the pager on the table and suddenly had an idea.

"Mom, please sit down first. I'll go get you a cup of tea." She made an excuse to go into the kitchen and quickly sent an urgent message to Lin Yi on the pager.

Lin Yi was giving a customer a skin treatment at a beauty salon. When the pager on her waist vibrated, she instinctively felt a little uneasy.

Seeing the message on the screen, her face instantly turned grim. "Sister Wang, please take over for a moment. I have an urgent matter!" She hurriedly explained, rushing out of the club without even changing into her work clothes.

Lin Yi was riding her bicycle fast on the street, her hair on her forehead was wet with sweat and stuck to her face.

Fortunately, she arrived at the school before school was over. She stood at the school gate, panting. When she saw Huanhuan and Xiaoyu walking out hand in hand, her heart was relieved a little.

"Mom!" Huanhuan flew into Lin Yi's arms like a happy little bird.

Lin Yi hugged the two children tightly and said softly, "Mom will take you out to eat today, okay?"

Meanwhile, the old lady was getting increasingly impatient waiting at home. Seeing that it was almost time for her child to go to school, but there was no sign of her child, her face became increasingly grim.

"Zhang Cuilan! Are you playing any tricks?" She pointed at Zhang Cuilan's nose and cursed again, her saliva splashing on her face.

Zhang Cuilan stood there like a statue, letting the old lady vent her anger. Seeing Zhang Cuilan like this, the old lady became even more furious and slammed the coffee table.

In the end, the old lady had no choice but to grab her handbag and prepare to leave angrily.

She walked and cursed, and the sound of her cane hitting the floor was particularly harsh. But when she was going downstairs, a young woman dressed in fashionable clothes blocked her way.

"Hello, old lady." Wang Na had a polite smile on her face, but her eyes were flashing with calculation.

"I live next door to Lin Yi's house and just heard your conversation." She sighed with feigned sympathy. "Lin Yi's actions are really too much. As an outsider, I can't stand it, so I waited for you specially to show you a way out!"

Wang Na had a disgusting look on her face, as if to say, "I do good things without leaving a name," and she kept fiddling with her newly permed hair while talking.

The old lady was already furious, and now she was desperate and tried everything to find a cure, so she actually believed what Wang Na said.

"What do you have in mind?" the old lady asked anxiously, a glimmer of hope flashing in her cloudy eyes.

Wang Na saw this and a hint of triumph flashed in her eyes. She leaned close to the old lady's ear and whispered something mysteriously.

As the old lady listened, the wrinkles on her face gradually relaxed, and finally she showed an expression of sudden enlightenment.

"Oh, this is a really good idea!" The old lady clapped her thigh, thanked Wang Na repeatedly, and left in a hurry.