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Jiang Mian froze completely.

She couldn't say a word; she just felt a sharp pang of heartache.

Good heavens, Jiang Mian had never known that a person's heart could ache like this.

She quickly turned off the tap, then knelt down and hugged her child.

Lu Chaochi is clearly just a child. He should be able to laugh loudly when he's happy and cry loudly when he's wronged.

But at this moment, even his crying was silent, and large tears soaked Jiang Mian's clothes.

Jiang Mian raised her teary eyes and looked at Gong Yan standing outside.

Gong Yan smiled at her, but the smile quickly froze. "Jiang Mian, what happened to your hand!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Chaochi snapped out of his daze. He raised his hand to wipe his eyes. "My hand... what happened to my hand?"

"It's nothing, I just got a little steamy." Jiang Mian turned off the stove. "Are you hungry? I made chicken noodle soup, have some."

Gong Yan leaned in, "I'm hungry too, is there any for me?"

Jiang Mian's tears hadn't even dried yet, but the corners of her mouth had already curved into a smile, "Yes."

Jiang Mian gently patted Lu Chaochi's back, "Baby, go wash your face and hands, then you can come out to eat."

But Lu Chaochi stared worriedly at Jiang Mian's hand, which was scalded red, and said, "Apply the medicine first."

"Alright, alright, let her apply the medicine. You go wash your face, I'll bring the noodles," Gong Yan said.

Lu Chaochi was relieved and went to the bathroom to wash his face.

Jiang Mian didn't apply the medicine; instead, she grabbed Gong Yan's hand. "Yan Yan, what... what did you tell him? Did he... really believe you?"

“I told you that you wanted to divorce Lu Bozhou and take him away in court, but it wasn’t just because you liked him a lot. It’s also because you are his mother. A mother will take her child with her wherever she goes.”

Gong Yan continued, "At first, of course, he didn't quite believe it, but he also knows me. I would never joke about your affairs. I said that since I dared to say this, it proves that I had already made up my mind."

"And I also mentioned that Xu Yawei has become attached to Lu Bozhou again after returning to China. Anyway, don't worry." Gong Yan gently patted Jiang Mian's shoulder.

Jiang Mian breathed a sigh of relief.

Gong Yan said, "Can you apply the medicine now? The child will see that you haven't applied the medicine to your hands when he comes out after washing his face..."

Jiang Mian quickly grabbed the ointment and applied it.

When Lu Chaochi came back after washing his face, he didn't rush to eat noodles. Sure enough, he first checked whether Jiang Mian had applied the medicine.

Seeing that the ointment had been applied, I felt relieved.

Lu Chaochi sat there slurping his noodles, and Jiang Mian sat next to him.

She didn't say anything, just smiled and rested her chin on her hand, looking at him.

Lu Chaochi was embarrassed by what he saw.

Lu Chaochi blushed. "You, Mom, don't look at me like that."

"I can't get enough of looking at him." Jiang Mian reached out and pinched his little cheek.

“When you were still in my belly, I could never get enough of looking at you. Every time I had an ultrasound, I would ask the doctor to take a picture of your face so I could look at you a few more times.”

Lu Chaochi was taken aback when he heard this.

Although I had already heard Aunt Yan say it before and believed it.

But he had never heard Jiang Mian mention it before, and when he heard Jiang Mian talk about it in person, he was stunned.

"And then?" the child blinked his big eyes and asked seriously.

"Doctors are very busy, so of course they can't always agree to my request. Later, I realized that it's good enough to hear your heartbeat."

Jiang Mian smiled and said, "I bought a fetal heart monitor and learned how to locate you on my belly and listen to your heartbeat. I even recorded it every day."

However, it was recorded on the phone she used to have.

Thinking of her old cell phone, Jiang Mian felt that since things had come to this, there was nothing more to say to Lu Bozhou.

I still need to go back to the mansion to get my phone back.

Lu Chaochi listened intently, "And then?"

"I bought a lot of your little clothes and toys, but I don't know if you've ever used them."

Jiang Mian couldn't say too much about these things to her child, at least not while he was still so young.

Because the story isn't pleasant, if we were to continue, it wouldn't be long before we hear about her death.

Jiang Mian gently touched her son's face and whispered, "Son, I loved you for a very, very long time before you were even born."

Lu Chaochi's eyes reddened. He sniffed, lowered his head, and tears dripped into the bowl of noodles.

Perhaps it was because the news I received today was too shocking, or perhaps it was because I cried for too long.

Lu Chaochi soon fell asleep. Jiang Mian coaxed him to sleep, covered him with a blanket, and then came out of the bedroom, gently closing the door behind her.

Gong Yan was still sitting in the living room, working on her laptop. When she saw Jiang Mian come out, she stopped typing.

"Sleep?"

"Yeah, you must be exhausted today." Jiang Mian sat down next to Gong Yan.

"You must be exhausted today, get some rest." Gong Yan stretched. "I'll stay here tonight."

Jiang Mian nodded, "Okay, then you can help me look after my son."

Gong Yan frowned. "You're going out? Where are you going?"

"I need to go to the mansion."

Gong Yan frowned and asked, "Where are you going? You don't still trust Lu Bozhou, do you?"

Jiang Mian said, "Lu Bozhou locked a lot of my things on the third floor of the mansion. I need to go and get them back."

Gong Yan didn't quite agree, "Aren't those things from before necessary?"

"Putting everything else aside, I need to get back my old ID cards, cards, and my old phone," Jiang Mian said.

Since she no longer intended to hide things from Lu Bozhou, Jiang Mian had nothing left to conceal.

Hearing Jiang Mian's words, Gong Yan thought about it and felt that it made sense, but she was still a little worried. "Then shall I take you there?"

"Then who will look after my son?" Jiang Mian smiled. "Don't worry, I'll be right back after I get my things."

"What if we run into Lu Bozhou?" This was what Gong Yan was worried about.

Lu Bozhou has a hundred ways to deal with Jiang Mian. This man has always been adept at exploiting Jiang Mian's feelings for him.

When Jiang Mian was with him, she was sometimes so sad that she did think about divorcing him or leaving him.

Every time that happened, this man would inadvertently soften Jiang Mian's heart.

He was drunk, so he asked her to pick him up; he was sick, so he stayed home to recover.

There are many, many similar cases, and in the end, they still couldn't get a divorce.

Jiang Mian not only bore him children, but she remained his wife until her death.

Gong Yan's worries were not unfounded.

"He's been busy lately and isn't home much anyway. Of course, it could also be because Xu Yawei is back? Anyway, it shouldn't be that easy to run into him."

But the more impossible something seems, the more likely it is to happen.