After the divorce, I trained my dog, and the scumbag father and son knelt down at my door.

"Niannian, do you know how scared I was when I found out something happened to you?"

"So scared I didn't know what to do!"

"I'm afraid you'll get hurt, I'm afraid I'll lose you..."

"Niannian, if that's really the case, I won't live on alone either."

Yan Niannian froze as she felt tears welling up on her neck.

He seemed dazed for a moment.

Zhuo Yuchen... he actually cried!

There are mixed feelings in my heart.

But the long-lost warmth in my heart still rose uncontrollably.

Hey!

Yan Niannian sighed softly, unsure of what to say.

But she stopped struggling and let Zhuo Yuchen hold her.

The atmosphere inside the room changed.

It became infinitely ambiguous.

"Son, look! What did I tell you? This woman surnamed Yan is a little bitch!"

At the door, Grandma Xiaojun and He Baoli peeked through the crack in the door.

Upon seeing the situation inside, the old lady pursed her lips.

She raised her ugly eyebrows, looking smug and saying, "See? I was right."

At this moment, He Baoli's face was even blacker than the bottom of the black pot.

He clenched his fists tightly, his teeth grinding together.

I'm so angry.

This bitch was acting all high and mighty in front of me before, not letting me touch this or that.

But it turns out, she just looked down on him.

hateful!

Bitch!

She really is a shameless little bitch.

He was furious. He felt that if he looked at it for even a second longer, it would be an insult to him and a slap in the face.

"Hmph!" So with a cold snort, He Baoli turned around and limped away in a huff.

Seeing this, Grandma Xiaojun also left.

Because what happened next was not suitable for someone her age to watch.

You'll get a sty!

……

In the hospital, after enduring excruciating pain, Yan Ziming gradually calmed down.

only……

His face still looked extremely pale.

She returned to China for Zhuo Yuchen.

Zhuo Yuchen is divorced. As long as I stay by his side, I'll have the advantage of being close to him and will eventually have a chance to become his woman.

Then, Yan Niannian was replaced.

But now...

Zhuo Yuchen disappeared, catching her completely off guard.

Will he never come back?

Or has something already happened?

In that case, is there any point in me staying?

Amidst her restless state of mind, Dong Yan, lying on the hospital bed, suddenly murmured, "Hmm..."

She slowly woke up.

"Water, I'm thirsty, I'm so thirsty!"

"I want to drink!"

"MoMo, I want some water..."

Dong Yan struggled to her feet, her chapped lips trembling as she softly called out to Yan Ziming's retreating figure.

Yan Ziming stiffened for a moment.

An impatient look appeared in her eyes, but she still got up, walked to the water heater on the table, picked up a cup and filled it with hot water.

"Drink!"

Upon approaching Dong Yan, Yan Zimo held the water glass to Dong Yan's lips.

Thirsty and without thinking, Dong Yan took a big gulp.

"Hot! Hot!"

The water in the cup was boiling hot, and Dong Yan burned her tongue.

While in pain, she could barely speak, and instinctively raised her hand to push Yan Ziming.

Yan Ziming's hand trembled, and the hot water in the cup splashed out, landing on the back of her hand.

Burning pain.

"Hiss!" Yan Ziming gasped, her lowered eyes darkening.

hateful!

This old woman really thinks she's an elder, bossing people around like that.

Without Zhuo Yuchen, she's nothing.

How could he possibly even notice her?

Feeling annoyed, Yan Ziming deliberately flipped her hand, pretending to be scalded, and poured a full cup of hot water onto Dong Yan's chest.

"what!!!"

Dong Yan let out a scream, her body trembling uncontrollably from the pain.

Yan Zimo remained unmoved.

Just then, the door was pushed open, and the assistant rushed in excitedly.

"We have news about CEO Zhuo!"

"Really? Where is he now?" Yan Ziming asked anxiously.

Despite the pain, Dong Yan subconsciously looked over as well.

"President Zhuo went to rescue Miss Yan alone, and instructed us not to act rashly, but to provide support from the outside."

Upon hearing this, Yan Ziming's pupils dilated sharply.

My heart is filled with bitterness.

She didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

Fortunately, there is finally news about Zhuo Yuchen.

He is safe and sound.

As long as she's alive, there's hope for her, isn't there?

She couldn't give up.

With hope rekindled in her heart, Yan Ziming straightened her chest and regained her fighting spirit.

"Ouch! Ouch!" Dong Yan breathed a sigh of relief, but the pain in her chest became clear again. She grimaced and groaned twice in pain.

Yan Zimo's eyelids twitched.

Assess the situation and act accordingly.

Her expression immediately changed.

"Auntie, are you alright!" Yan Ziming turned around, grabbed a tissue from the table next to her, and rushed to Dong Yan's side.

One after another.

She gently wiped the water stains off her chest.

Then, Yan Ziming spoke again with remorse, "Auntie, I'm sorry. I was worried about Brother Yuchen, so I was distracted and accidentally spilled water on you."

"Then I got scared and didn't react for a moment."

"Oh! Silly child, how could Auntie possibly blame you!"

Dong Yan sighed softly.

She took Yan Ziming's hand and gently patted the back of her hand.

Not only did I not blame her, I was actually quite pleased.

I'm glad she cares so much about her son, unlike that little bitch Yan Niannian who only causes trouble.

"Auntie, you're so kind to me!" Yan Zimo said innocently.

"Silly child, you're the daughter-in-law I've chosen. If I don't treat you well, who else should I treat well?"

"Don't worry, when Yu Chen comes back, I will definitely make him marry you."

"Aunt!"

Yan Zimo lowered her head.

She concealed the smugness in her eyes with shyness, and...mockery.

Dong Yan is such a fool, she's been completely fooled by her own actions.

With her around, how could I not become Zhuo Yuchen's woman?

……

And so, Zhuo Yuchen settled down at He Baoli's house.

On the surface, he is a travel enthusiast who uses money to seek pleasure, but in reality, he is protecting Yan Niannian.

That night, he shared a room with Yan Niannian.

Under the same blanket, wearing only thin clothes, Zhuo Yuchen hugged Yan Niannian tightly from behind.

His domineering yet warm aura continuously enveloped Yan Niannian through their intertwined bodies.

She pressed her lips tightly together, her heart pounding.

Her cheeks also flushed slightly.

Yan Niannian felt very uncomfortable.

Instinctively, she wanted to struggle.

Unexpectedly, the moment she moved, Zhuo Yuchen made a move as well.

He pressed his lips against hers, his cool lips caressing her earlobe intimately, his low, husky voice clearly muffled.

"Niannian, be good... don't move!"

"This way...this is how we can confuse the enemy..."

"I promise, I won't... I won't do anything excessive..."