The retired man went into the wrong book, and his beautiful husband loved him

the other side.

Lin Xiner stood quietly in place, her eyes closely following Yunnan Sang's gradually receding back, until the figure disappeared at the end of her sight. She still stood there blankly, as if her whole body was frozen.

I don’t know how much time passed, but a breeze blew gently, blowing up a few strands of hair on Lin Xiner’s forehead. She came back to her senses as if she had just woken up from a dream, slowly turned around, and walked towards her room with heavy steps.

In recent days, Lin Xiner felt exhausted both physically and mentally. Every step she took felt like she was carrying a heavy burden. The deep fatigue almost made her unable to hold on.

The three shops, finally wrested from Lin Qiqi, hadn't seen a single peaceful day since they fell into her hands. Initially, these three shops were targeted by those idle royal children who spent their days doing nothing. To protect these shops from being taken away, Lin Xin'er went to great lengths to negotiate with them, expending not only a great deal of energy and time, but also countless sums of money. Fortunately, after much hard work, she managed to keep the shops and avoid completely offending these troublesome individuals.

However, recently, those usually arrogant royal children had suddenly quieted down. According to others, some had fallen ill, while others had retreated to a Buddhist temple to meditate and practice. Regardless, as long as they stopped causing trouble, it would be a blessing in disguise for Lin Xin'er.

I originally thought that the external threat had been resolved and I could breathe a sigh of relief, but who would have thought that the internal troubles would only increase and become more serious.

Speaking of her mother-in-law, she was a real headache. Ever since she found out Lin Xin'er had acquired the three shops, she'd been trying to harass them, treating them as her own private property. She'd either forced unreliable staff into the shops or devised every possible means to steal their money. Her actions were no different from robbery!

Lin Xiner gazed into the distance and sighed softly. This sigh seemed to carry an endless sorrow and helplessness. Not only was she exhausted by the complicated and trivial matters in the shop, but she was also upset by the series of farces that had occurred in her mother's family in recent days.

Thinking back, her good father had secretly kept a mistress outside without telling his family, and even had a son with that woman.

You know, although this dynasty did not prohibit men from taking concubines, when her parents got married, her good father solemnly swore in front of her maternal grandfather's family that he would never take a concubine in his life.

Who could have expected that although he did not marry his concubine in a formal way, he secretly kept a mistress in his mansion and even had a child with her.

My mother has always been strong-willed and jealous. After learning about this, she naturally refused to give up and made a big fuss at home.

However, what was unexpected was that the grandmother, who was usually quite nice to my mother, stood on the side of the concubine without hesitation this time, protecting the mother and son like the apple of her eye.

Faced with such unfair treatment, the mother cried all day long and her emotions became increasingly out of control. She would cry and make a fuss almost every two or three days, and now she has become like a mad woman.

Lin Xiner slowly raised her head and gazed at the sky: Why had life turned out like this? Her once happy, harmonious and peaceful family was now shattered. How could she cope with this sudden change?

"Young Madam," the maid beside her whispered, her voice breaking the silence. Lin Xiner slowly turned her head and her eyes fell on the maid. The maid looked at her with concern and continued, "The wind is picking up. It's time to go home. You're pregnant. What if you catch a cold?"

Lin Xin'er nodded slightly, but a wave of sadness welled up in her heart. She had once had a sweet girl named Hong Jiao by her side, who meticulously cared for her. But now, Hong Jiao was no longer as close to her as before, leaving her feeling incredibly lost and lonely.

Thinking of this, Lin Xin'er couldn't help but glance at the maid again. Although she was very dedicated, she could never replace Hong Jiao's place in her heart. And at this moment, Hong Jiao seemed so unfamiliar to Lin Xin'er, as if they had never had such a deep master-servant relationship.

Lin Xiner sighed softly and looked up toward the eaves. There, sunlight filtered through the leaves, casting dappled shadows. She gazed at the swaying shadows, her thoughts drifting away. Suddenly, for some reason, she couldn't recall why she had so single-mindedly wanted to marry Yunnan Sang in the first place.

Those once crystal-clear memories were now shrouded in a thick fog, becoming blurry and indistinct. Lin Xin'er struggled to recall them, trying to grasp those fragmented fragments, but it was all in vain. It was as if the entire past had turned to quicksand, slipping quietly from her grasp, vanishing without a trace, never to be found again.

An inexplicable sense of panic washed over Lin Xin'er, and she felt her heartbeat quicken and her breathing quicken. A chill rose from the soles of her feet and quickly spread throughout her body, causing her to tremble uncontrollably. She instinctively hugged her arms, as if this could ward off the fear that was creeping deep within her.

Lin Xiner knew this feeling was no accident. She had a vague sense of a looming crisis, and she had no idea how to respond. This feeling of powerlessness made her increasingly uneasy, as if her entire world was about to collapse.