The clouds and mists have dispersed, and everyone knows that I love you.

A head of black and shiny hair was spread out behind her, flying in the wind.

She had a pretty face, without any makeup, but with a sickly paleness. Her belly was bulging, and it was obvious that she was six or seven months pregnant.

Today was the coldest day in East City, with the temperature as low as -28 degrees Celsius. Not only was she lightly dressed, but she also knelt in the windy courtyard without caring about the consequences.

From this, we can see how much the Dai family loathed and despised this grandson's daughter-in-law who was married to them in a formal ceremony, and they treated her like a worn-out shoe.

"Grandpa Dai, don't say that. Brother Qianle is a qualified family leader. He will definitely not make mistakes with the woman he likes. After all, no businessman in this world would do business that would make him lose money."

As Shi Rong spoke, he raised one of his delicate hands and made a respectful gesture towards the woman who was still being punished to kneel not far away from them.

"Besides, I don't think my sister-in-law is as bad as you say. What does it mean to be presentable? Is she elegant and graceful? Or is she gentle, respectful, straightforward, and elegant?"

"In my opinion, my sister-in-law has all these qualities. The only flaw is her lack of family background. But, Grandpa, have you ever thought about this? Even though the daughters of noble families have many good qualities, most of them have a common problem: they are unruly and willful."

"Talent and arrogance are no match for a virtuous heart. A woman with beauty, gentleness, and virtuousness is good enough; the rest is just icing on the cake, not a necessity in life."

I go?

That’s right!

Shi Rong's eloquent and logical words convinced not only Dai Jing, the person involved, but also Qu Anyan.

Dai Jing glanced around indifferently, his eyes full of contempt and disdain for his grandson's wife, whom he could not fully accept no matter what.

"What Yan'er said is indeed reasonable. Grandpa Dai can also understand the meaning of your words. But you don't understand, this woman, she is simply a hopeless person!"

"I'm not afraid of you laughing at me, but Qianle was determined to marry her at first. If not, he would go on a hunger strike and refuse to eat! I agreed to her marriage on the condition that she transform into my ideal grandson's daughter-in-law within a year."

"Qianle agreed, and she agreed too. I've found so many people and tried my best to teach her, but look at what she's learned? She didn't learn anything serious. Instead, she seduced Qianle and had a child with her."

Having said this, Dai Jing looked up to the sky and sighed, with an expression that said it was too late for regret.

"Xiao'er, I am the head of the Dai family. I don't expect my ideal granddaughter-in-law to be as outstanding as you, with both talent and virtue, but she should at least be similar, right?"

Oh ~

Shi Rong understood.

So, she gave a meaningful look to Qu Anyan beside her. The latter understood and immediately climbed onto Dai Jing's shoulder affectionately.

"Grandpa Dai! It's been a while since we last met, hasn't it? Don't you miss me? Of course I do, and my father is always thinking about you. It's freezing cold out here, why don't you invite me in for a seat and a couple of drinks?"

After Qu Anyan's deliberate reminder, Dai Jing finally realized that he had not yet completed the hospitality ritual.

"Oh! Right, right, right... Look at me, I'm old and useless, my brain can't keep up. Rong'er and An Yan have been here for so long, and I still let you stand outside the house. Come in with me quickly."

Seeing him reaching out to greet Shi Rong, Qu Anyan hurriedly hugged him and went ahead.

"Grandpa Dai, I can go in and ask you for a couple of drinks. I have things to do later..."

Seeing that all the unnecessary people had left, Shi Rong took graceful steps and walked over to the woman kneeling on the ground. She took off her warm cashmere coat and spread it over her thin body.

Seeing Shi Rong at this moment, with a pair of flawless white arms bare, standing in the freezing cold winter with the temperature below zero, but seemingly unaware, Miao Man Lanchuan was shocked.

He quickly took out a new one from the car and helped Shi Rong put it on.

If she catches a cold after going out, then all of them will be finished!

Shi Rong ignored their hasty actions, half-knelt down with her well-proportioned body, and slightly opened her red lips.

"Sister-in-law, do you still remember me?"

The woman, who had already been shivering with cold, carefully raised her pair of dark eyes, glanced at Shi Rong, and then lowered them again.

After a long pause, he answered in a trembling voice.

"Is it...Shi...Shi Rong?"

Compared to her panic and fear, Shi Rong was calm and composed.

"It's me, sister-in-law, is she afraid of me?"

The woman shook her head hurriedly and told the truth.

"No...no, I...I just think you're so beautiful...I'm embarrassed to look at you."

Shi Rong curled the corners of his lips and smiled.

"You said the same thing to my eldest brother's sister-in-law when she first saw me."

The woman pursed her pale lips.

"This is a very normal thing. There is no woman in the world who would not feel inferior in front of you, right?"

Shi Rong laughed again.

"Why would you? You're beautiful too."

The woman shook her head helplessly.

"What's the use of being beautiful? My family doesn't like me. Even if I marry Qianle and become the wife of the Dai family, they still look down on me..."

As she spoke, she raised her little hand, which was red and swollen from the cold, and covered her bulging pregnant belly.

"Even the child in my belly has to suffer humiliation along with me. It's so cold, I can't even feel his heartbeat. He must be dying..."

Shi Rong glanced at her round belly, then stretched out his two slender fingers, pinched her cold wrist and probed.

Shi Rong knew a little about the technique of Chinese medicine pulse diagnosis. After all, she was a person who had been involved in bloody storms for many years.

And this is just one of the necessary external conditions for her to be a gifted top killer.

"Don't worry, he's fine."

He lifted her hand and put it back in place, then touched her delicate jaw with his soft fingertips.

"So you feel wronged?"

The woman bit her lower lip in embarrassment and answered weakly.

"I don't know... I don't know how long I can hold on..."

With just this one sentence, Shi Rong understood again.

"But you chose this path yourself, didn't you? Five years ago, when we first met, I told you that the path of a commoner marrying into a wealthy family is destined to be difficult."

"At that time, you told me very firmly that you could bear it. Moreover, as far as I know, even though the people around you treat you badly, Brother Qianle has always been kind to you for so many years."

"If I were you, I wouldn't complain about myself. Because when your abilities aren't enough to cope with the current environment, giving up on yourself will only make others look down on you even more."

"You have to learn to accept adversity and find a way of survival that suits you, such as 'applying to others' preferences.'"

Just like him?

The woman frowned slightly, obviously not understanding what Shi Rong meant.