After transmigrating, I became a stepmother.

When Gu Liunian got up in the morning, she tried to move slowly and told the others to be quiet so as not to disturb her. But Lin Hao was still woken up. However, she didn't dare to open her eyes; she didn't know how to face Gu Liunian.

God knows why she lost consciousness in a daze last night. It must be Gu Liunian's fault. He knows she's good-looking, yet he still spoke to her in such a magnetic voice. How could she not be confused!

Of course, she genuinely hadn't intended to resist to the death. Seriously, she was already his wife when she transmigrated; how strange would it be to suddenly prevent her husband from getting close? Wouldn't that just expose her?

Moreover, she was a frail woman who couldn't lift a finger or carry anything. In such an era, there was simply no way for her to survive!

She had inquired with Zhu Qing and the others; at this time, women were not allowed to establish their own households and could only depend on men, either their fathers, husbands, or sons.

Therefore, her best course of action is to let things take their course, continue being Mrs. Gu, and try to integrate into this family and this era.

In fact, even in modern society, don't girls who can't support themselves eventually find someone to marry and secure a long-term meal ticket for themselves?

At least Gu Liunian's looks, physique, and character suited her taste, and his family background was also good; in modern society, he would be considered a high-quality man.

Lin Hao admits she is very realistic, but in such an unfamiliar time and space, she has no one to rely on, not even someone to confide in. She has to find a way to survive.

Since God has given her a second chance at life, she has no reason to waste it; she should experience life to the fullest.

As she pondered, Lin Hao was once again swept away by the overwhelming fatigue.

When she regained consciousness, she heard Gu Yu's voice; he must have been talking to Fu Cui.

"Why won't you let me see my mother? Is she sick again?" The little boy's voice was full of worry and anxiety, and even a little tearful.

"No, no, young master, Madam is just a little tired and wants to sleep a little longer. She's not sick," Fu Cui quickly reassured her.

"Really? You're not lying to me?" This time, the little bun's tone was a bit hesitant.

"Of course, how could I dare to lie to you? Once Madam gets up, I will definitely let you see her, okay?"

"Alright, then I'll wait here for Mother to wake up." With that, the little dumpling decided to sit down in the outer room and not leave.

Hearing this, Lin Hao could no longer pretend to be asleep and quickly spoke up to remind him.

When Fu Cui came in, the little bun was faster than her, and Fu Cui couldn't stop him.

As soon as the little boy saw Lin Hao, his eyes immediately reddened, and tears welled up in his eyes, looking so pitiful!

Lin Hao could only be thankful that last night, when she was too tired to move, Gu Liunian had taken the initiative to tidy everything up for her and put on her undergarments. Otherwise, she would be banging her head against the wall right now.

Lin Hao hugged the little boy who had jumped onto the bedside and asked him gently, "Let me see, what's wrong with my baby? Why are your little eyes red?"

"Mother, are you sick again? Please don't get sick, okay? I don't want to not see you for a long time. Waaah..." As the little dumpling spoke, he finally couldn't hold back his tears and burst into tears. His little body was sobbing, and his little hands were still tightly clutching Lin Hao's clothes.

Lin Hao's heart ached at seeing him like this. She had never seen the little bun cry before, especially since she was the one who made him cry.

In that instant, she really wanted to hit Gu Liunian a few times. If he hadn't refused to stop last night, she wouldn't have been unable to get out of bed this morning, causing her little boy to be so worried.

"Baby, don't cry anymore. If you keep crying, you won't be pretty anymore!" Lin Hao gently wiped away the little dumpling's tears with her sleeve.

"Um, then, if I'm not pretty anymore, will Mother not like me anymore?" The little dumpling's voice sounded pitiful.

Lin Hao, this loving mother, is screaming with delight! Who wouldn't love such a darling? He's absolutely amazing, isn't he?

"Of course not! No matter what you become, I will always love you. I love you the most. But I love seeing you when you're beautiful. It always makes me happy!"

"Really?" Gu Yu, the little dumpling, looked up at his tear-streaked face and asked earnestly. His big, watery eyes were fixed on Lin Hao.

"It's true, because I love you the most, baby!" Lin Hao coaxed him, then pretended to be sad and asked, "Do you think your mother is unhappy? If so, your mother is very sad!"

Upon hearing this, the little boy panicked, forgetting to wipe away his tears, and cupped Lin Hao's face in his hands, explaining, "No, I was so happy to see Mother! Don't be sad, Mother, I love you the most!"

"Okay, then, Mother believes you." As soon as she finished speaking, the little dumpling looked relieved and patted his little chest with his little hand.

At this moment, Fu Cui brought in water again and said with a smile, "Madam, please wash up! The young master's face is all stained with tears."

The little dumpling got flustered by these words and said angrily, "Fu Cui, you're not allowed to laugh." Then she turned to Lin Hao and said coquettishly, "Mother, look at her! She's so mean, making fun of me."

Lin Hao was originally watching the fun, but when she saw it on herself, she quickly pretended to be serious and said, "Yes, that's right, Fu Cui, you're being too unreasonable. How could you make fun of our Yu Ge'er? Everyone has cried before. As an adult, instead of comforting Young Master Xiao, you made fun of him. That's really too much. You should be punished."

Perhaps Lin Hao overacted, making the little boy think she was really going to punish Fu Cui. He whispered to Lin Hao, "Mother, actually, it's not a big deal. I'm not really angry. Please don't punish Fu Cui, okay?"

Lin Hao chuckled and said to the little boy, "Mother was just joking. I won't really punish Fu Cui, so don't worry!"

“Okay, I knew it, Mother is the best.” This time, the little dumpling’s voice was much louder.

Watching the mother and son laughing and joking, Fu Cui couldn't help but smile too. It was truly wonderful that her master and young master were both safe and sound.