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When Cheng Yan told her to go upstairs, Jian He didn't hesitate.

After nodding to Cheng Yan's family, she went upstairs to Cheng Yan's room.

Cheng Yan's room is the largest room on this floor. It not only has a bedroom, but also a study and even a bathroom with a bathtub. It is a typical three-bedroom, one-living room apartment.

The room was very clean, and Jian He could tell that Aunt Zuo had been taking great care of it.

This was Jian He's first time in Cheng Yan's room. She looked around at the layout of his room and noticed a row of bookshelves in his study.

The bookcase was locked, but through the glass, Jianhe could clearly see the neatly arranged photos inside.

However, all of these photos are taken with the back facing out, which shows that Cheng Yan probably doesn't want others to see these things.

After observing for a while, Jian He sat down on the sofa in the small living room.

She took out her phone and made a video call to Ruibao.

At this time, Ruibao had just finished school and was video chatting with Jianhe using his smartwatch.

"Mom, when are you coming back?" Ruibao asked Jianhe.

Jian He thought for a moment and said, "I'm not too sure either. I'm just helping Mr. Cheng with some things. I'll go back when I'm done."

Hearing Jian He say that she was with Cheng Yan, Rui Bao nodded with relief and said, "Okay, if it gets too late, you don't need to come back."

"Mom, don't worry, I will take good care of Grandpa."

Ruibao pointed the video from his smartwatch at Jian Qingshan, who was training with the help of a rehabilitation doctor. When he saw the video on Ruibao's hand pointing at him, Jian Qingshan happily made a peace sign.

"Ruibao is such a good boy, Ruibao has grown up..."

Jian He praised Rui Bao. Originally, she wanted to chat with Rui Bao for a few more minutes, but the sound of arguing coming from downstairs forced Jian He to eavesdrop for a while.

She went to the doorway and listened to the argument below.

It was Cheng Yan's voice that first came out. He said to Luo Ye, "Auntie, I'll handle my own marriage. You don't need to worry about it."

Luo Ye was unhappy.

"What do you mean you have to solve it yourself? Why don't you expect me to worry about it? I just feel that someone else is more suitable for you."

The other person Luo Ye was referring to was definitely Ding Qing. Cheng Yan had no good impression of Ding Qing at all. If it weren't for Luo Ye's sake and Ding Qing's good academic background, he would never have agreed to let Ding Qing join his law firm.

"I know whether my shoes fit or not. I'm an adult, and I know what kind of woman is more suitable for me."

Cheng Yan's rare act of disobedience towards Luo Ye.

Because of his mother's early death, Cheng Yan felt closer to Luo Ye, as he could see his mother's shadow in her.

However, he did not expect that Luo Ye would try to control his marriage.

“Ayan, listen to your aunt. You only got together with that girl from the Jian family because of a momentary impulse. She really is not good enough for you. Your aunt will introduce you to someone better.”

"You need to know that everything your aunt has done is for your own good."

Luo Ye has started using moral blackmail; under the guise of doing what's best for you, she tries to control other people's lives.

Cheng Yan couldn't help but frown slightly.

He glanced at Ling Jun, who was standing dumbfounded in the corner of the living room, and snorted coldly.

"Auntie, I'll say it again: it's my own marriage, and I'll make my own decisions. You don't need to worry about it."

“I’m just your nephew, not your son. Your biological son is standing to the side, and you haven’t said a word to him since he came in.”

Cheng Yan's mention of Ling Jun at this moment was practically a slap in the face to Luo Ye.

Cheng Yan actually brought up these shady dealings of the wealthy family in the open, and Luo Ye was completely distraught after Cheng Yan brought it up.

Looking at Ling Jun again, he was still standing there, with a feeling of wanting to get close to Luo Ye, yet also feeling very distant.

Cheng Yan continued, "Auntie, what we're saying is that your son Ling Jun isn't married yet. If you're really free, you should help your son find a good girl."

"As for my affairs, you don't need to worry about them."

After saying a few more words to Luo Ye, Cheng Yan turned around and prepared to go upstairs.

Seeing that Luo Ye was losing face, Cheng Gang stood up and sternly reprimanded Cheng Yan.

"Ayan, how dare you talk to your aunt like that?"

"She is your elder..."

Cheng Gang's reminder made Cheng Yan sneer.

He turned around and said meaningfully, "Elders should care more about their younger generation, rather than using their position to interfere in the lives of their juniors."

"Dad, I'm tired, I'm going upstairs now."

After Cheng Yan finished speaking, she endured the pain in her body and struggled to go upstairs.

When Cheng Gang saw Cheng Yan's hunched figure, he felt a pang of heartache, even though they were father and son.

Turning to Luo Ye, he said, "Luo Ye, the child is grown up now, there are some things..."

Luo Ye glanced at Cheng Gang, then turned to look at Ling Jun, who was standing in the corner of the living room. Ling Jun tossed her hair and then lowered her face nervously.

He was a child who was abandoned by his own mother...

Luo Ye didn't speak to Ling Jun; she lifted her foot to leave the Cheng Mansion.

At this moment, Aunt Zuo came downstairs and saw Luo Ye leaving angrily. In order to ease the discord among the relatives, Aunt Zuo stepped forward and apologized to Luo Ye.

“Miss Luo, I’m sorry, Ayan shouldn’t have talked back to you. But he is your nephew after all, so please be more understanding.”

As soon as Aunt Zuo finished speaking, she was met with a sharp glare from Luo Ye.

In her view, Aunt Zuo was just a woman Cheng Gang married later, and the disagreements between her and Cheng Yan were none of Aunt Zuo's business.

Luo Ye suddenly turned around and said to Aunt Zuo, "Isn't it all your fault for raising him to be like this?"

“If my sister were alive, Ayan would never have turned out like this.”

Luo Ye's unspoken meaning was that no matter how outstanding Aunt Zuo was, or how capable Cheng Gang's wife was, she was still not as good as her sister.

Aunt Zuo's smile remained awkwardly on her face for a while before gradually disappearing.

She watched Luo Ye leave the Cheng mansion with some anger.

If it weren't for Cheng Gang's sake and Cheng Yan's sake, Luo Ye would definitely have retaliated against her for talking back like that.

Even if she did terribly and was far inferior to Cheng Yan's biological mother, at least she never had the determination to abandon her own son.

Luo Ye strode away without even glancing at Ling Jun.

Finally, Cheng Gang came to Ling Jun, patted him on the shoulder, and comforted him: "Xiao Jun, don't take it to heart... that's just how she is..."

Ling Jun gave a bitter laugh.

Upstairs, Cheng Yan, who was in a weak condition, went back to his room and lay heavily on the bed.