After closing the window and blocking Jiang Yuan's view, Lin Jiao let out a long breath, her mood noticeably calmer.

Seeing that Ye Yun was still looking at her with the curiosity of a child, she smiled with narrowed eyes.

"Don't worry, do you think I'm that stupid? A good horse doesn't eat the grass it's already grazed. People can only move forward step by step. There's no such thing as going back downhill. How could I not understand such a simple principle?"

After saying this, she patted Ye Yun on the shoulder, leaving Ye Yun speechless.

It seems the situation has suddenly reversed.

Previously, Lin Jiao was the one making a scene and clinging to Jiang Yuan, but now it's Jiang Yuan who's following Lin Jiao, and Lin Jiao is now looking down on Jiang Yuan.

I don't know what happened in just a few months that caused such a big change.

"Alright."

Ye Yun smiled, pursing her lips, and didn't press the matter further, but she still felt the need to offer timely reminders:

"You entrusted the betrothal money you wanted to return to Jiang Yuan to me and Qin Zheng. Qin Zheng used it to do business with Bald Lin and has made quite a bit of money. Given your current relationship with Jiang Yuan, do you plan to tell him about it?"

"I won't tell you yet."

Lin Jiao answered without hesitation.

Jiang Yuan's attitude is now even more ambiguous than before. It's best not to reveal the money until the relationship is completely severed, otherwise Jiang Yuan will likely refuse again.

Given Jiang Yuan's temper, they'll probably have another argument, which would make things even more complicated.

Lin Jiao is most afraid of trouble.

Don't be fooled by Jiang Yuan's usual bespectacled, refined, and polite demeanor. In reality, he is not someone to be trifled with. He is deep and calculating, and has some subtle extreme tendencies.

Ye Yun was aware of this as well.

The night Jiang Yuan and the others beat Yang Qinglin black and blue, she realized that Jiang Yuan was not as refined as he appeared.

He is indeed charming and debonair, but his inherently unapproachable nature is also true.

"Alright, I'm not going to talk to you anymore. I have another family to visit this afternoon."

As Lin Jiao spoke, she walked out, and before leaving, she added, "I'll trouble you and Qin Zheng to keep that money for me. I'll let you know when the time is right."

"Okay, then we'll wait for your notification." Ye Yun smiled and got up to see her out.

Qin Zheng and Jiang Yuan, who were outside, had just finished smoking a cigarette. When they saw Lin Jiao and Ye Yun come out, the two of them, who were leaning against the wall, stood up straight at the same time, threw away their cigarette butts, and waved their hands to dispel the smell of smoke.

"Let's go."

Jiang Yuan walked over to Lin Jiao with his medicine box, his tone calm, as if nothing had happened.

Lin Jiao glanced at him indifferently.

Tired of saying no, she sighed, said goodbye to Ye Yun helplessly, and turned to leave briskly.

The two figures walked one after the other.

Lin Jiao walked ahead with an open and confident stride, while Jiang Yuan followed a couple of steps behind her, his expression calm, maintaining a just-right distance.

...

Only when the two figures gradually disappeared into the distance did Ye Yun turn her gaze away and look at Qin Zheng with a questioning look.

"What did Jiang Yuan say?"

Qin Zheng thought for a moment, then instead of answering Ye Yun's question, he grinned and asked, "What's Lin Jiao's attitude?"

Ha, it's Lin Jiao.

"What could her attitude be?" Ye Yun didn't know how to answer, so she shrugged helplessly, spread her hands, and laughed, "Look at her now, do you think she's still the same as before, clinging to Jiang Yuan?"

Qin Zheng shook his head. "Not really."

He's not stupid.

Anyone with eyes can see that Lin Jiao has absolutely no interest in Jiang Yuan right now.

So that's it~

Ye Yun patted Qin Zheng on the shoulder and sighed, "Tell your brother that some things are a matter of fate. If you can't force it, then don't force it too much."

Qin Zheng: "..."

It's none of his business.

He was most afraid of getting involved in these kinds of love affairs. Lovestruck men and women were the most troublesome things besides literature, and he didn't want to get involved in them.

"Wife, let's go inside!"

After saying that, he leaned down and stole a kiss on Ye Yun's face, put his arm around her, and turned to go into the house.

Inside the house.

Unconscious Xun Xiangbin lay on the kang (a heated brick bed), wrapped in a quilt, his eyes tightly closed. The warm quilt and the temperature in the room made a thin layer of sweat appear on his forehead.

His brows were furrowed, as if he were trapped in a nightmare.

The child remained lying on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed) watching Xun Xiangbin, his tender face showing no emotion, as if the person lying on the kang was just a stranger to him.

But seeing the sweat on Xun Xiangbin's forehead, he still picked up the wet towel next to him, stood on tiptoe, and clumsily reached out his little hand to wipe the sweat from Xun Xiangbin's forehead.

This is how his mother took care of him when he was sick.

He remembered that when he was sick, he felt sticky all over and very uncomfortable. His mother would wipe his face and body with a wet towel to make him clean and comfortable.

"Xiao Hai, come and rest for a while."

Upon entering the house, Ye Yun felt a warmth in her heart upon seeing Xiao Hai's heartwarming gesture and waved to him.

Xiao Hai had just finished wiping Xun Xiangbin's sweat when he turned to look at Ye Yun, then looked at Xun Xiangbin, who was still unconscious, with a troubled expression.

"Go find your Aunt Yun." Qin Zheng took the wet towel from his hand and took over his work.

Xiao Hai then felt relieved enough to leave Xun Xiangbin behind and ran towards Ye Yun with small steps.

"Aunt Yun..."

He ran up to Ye Yun and then stopped, standing in front of her, tilting his head back and blinking his innocent eyes at her.

Seeing him like this, Ye Yun couldn't help but love him and affectionately pinched his little face.

"Good boy/girl..."

Xiao Hai was embarrassed by her praise, and smiled shyly, his rosy cheeks looking especially cute.

There are usually four beds in the dormitory. Qin Zheng and Lao Gao arranged for the people to go into the male workers' dormitory. Ye Yun held Xiao Hai's hand, sat on the edge of the other bed, and hugged Xiao Hai.

She held Xiao Hai's shoulders and said earnestly, "Tell Aunt Yun, do you want to go home and see your mother?"

Xiao Hai's eyes lit up slightly.

He then nodded emphatically.

The children had no resistance to Luo Xiujuan's name and agreed almost without hesitation.

Ye Yun's expression became even more serious. She turned his shoulders and made him look at Xun Xiangbin on the kang (a heated brick bed), saying, "Are you willing to take him back with you?"

Although she knew that a four-year-old's decision was not important, she still asked again with respect.

Xiao Hai nodded again.

"Don't worry, Aunt Yun, I'm willing." He didn't look at Xun Xiangbin, but instead looked up at Ye Yun, and said somewhat awkwardly, "I...I don't like him, but my mother is looking for him. If my mother sees him, she will be very happy."

Ye Yun nodded.

Since that's the case, she can take Xiao Hai home this weekend.

"Xiaohai..."

A weak voice rang out, and Xun Xiangbin on the kang slowly woke up. His face was pale, his dry, chapped lips moved slightly, and he struggled to open his eyelids.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he struggled to turn shakily to look at the child, his voice trembling with excitement:

"Your mother, your mother is still alive..."