Fu Yinyin calmly took a sip of tea and ate a little of each of the snacks on the table.

Hmm, this Crown Prince's residence is really nice, and the pastries are especially delicious.

Fu Hang was a little angry seeing his mother so relaxed and at ease. It was outrageous.

"Mother! You should comfort him. He's so old, and he's been looking for you for so many years. It hasn't been easy for him."

He was too embarrassed to say anything harsh, after all, his mother had raised him since he was a child, and they had a bond.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yang secretly pricked up his ears, waiting in his heart for her to soften her stance so he could forgive her immediately.

Little did anyone know that Fu Yinyin, with her mouth full of pastries and tea, only managed to utter a single word in a split second.

"oh!"

That's so heartless!

Seeing his dream shattered, Zhang Yang hugged Fu Hang even tighter.

"Waaaaah... How pitiful I am! My innocent body has been defiled by that heartless woman! I don't want to live anymore!"

Shen Jiaojiao's mind was completely blank. "Grandpa... what are you saying?"

Are they really this brazen?

Fu Yinyin never expected this person to change his mind and become so shameless. She slammed her hand on the table.

He roared, "Enough!"

Zhang Yang's crying stopped abruptly, and his body trembled with fear.

He was sobbing softly, looking pathetic, his eyes darting around furtively every now and then.

Seeing that his mother was angry and dared not speak, Fu Hang patted Zhang Yang's shoulder reassuringly.

Zhang Yang was secretly delighted. "Good son, well done! Even at a time like this, he's still on his father's side. He truly deserves to be my son."

He has already seamlessly transitioned into his new role, and he adores his eldest son.

Fu Yang didn't take him seriously at all. This was the first time he had met his so-called father, and he had never lived with him before.

I can't say I'm particularly happy.

He's grown up so much, he's way past the age of needing a father's love. The pat on the shoulder was just because I felt sorry for him, a grown man who had been deceived.

Fu Yinyin couldn't stand his cowardice. Back when she fell for him, he was young, a great cook, and had a face full of collagen.

She would call her "sister," and she was so sweet and obedient. She got carried away and slept with her. Later, after having her own child, she decided to live on her own and never thought about going back to her.

To my surprise, when we met again, I found that this person was not only no longer young, but also had a full head of white hair and was crying, which was very disappointing.

"That's enough, you're a grown man, crying like a girl, it's annoying!"

Zhang Yang was both angry and aggrieved, pouting but not daring to argue. After a long while, he managed to utter:

"Those who are loved are always fearless, while those who are not loved walk on thin ice."

After saying that, she buried her head in Fu Hang's arms again, refusing to look at him.

Fu Yinyin laughed angrily: "Fine, I'm too lazy to argue with you. Anyway, that's how it is. From now on, you live your life and I'll live mine. We won't interfere with each other."

Zhang Yang suddenly looked up: "No! I don't agree!"

Seeing that Fu Yinyin's expression was off, Zhang Yang quickly softened his tone: "From now on, you live your life, and I'll live with you!"

So wronged!

I'm already like this, what more do you want?

However, Fu Yinyin would never agree to that. Since she was already exposed, she might as well let loose and do whatever she wanted.

"I'm not into ugly people! I like young and good-looking people, not old and ugly ones!"

Zhang Yang finally broke down. It hurt him too much. He was young once too, and he was now like this because of her.

He shouted, "You have no heart!"

Then she ran out the door crying.

Everyone was stunned.

Although Fu Yinyin felt uncomfortable, she hardened her heart and ignored him when she thought that she could get rid of this trouble in the future.

Now that things had been explained and she was full, she quickly got up and told Shen Jiaojiao that she was leaving.

Shen Jiaojiao secretly probed her and found out that she was just going home and didn't plan to go far, so she let her go back.

Fu Hang still had to go on duty, so he saw Fu Yinyin to the door and watched her mother leave happily without any pressure. He didn't know what to say.

How did things turn out this way?

well!

Shen Jiaojiao asked the three people at the door where Zhang Yang had run off to.

The three of them pointed towards the backyard.

Shen Jiaojiao walked towards the backyard, with Wang Dazhuang, Chunhua, and Chuncao following behind.

The three of them were still reeling from the performance they had just heard.

It's rare to see a woman who can toy with a man's heart.

When Shen Jiaojiao and the others arrived at the backyard, they immediately saw Zhang Yang sitting in the pavilion by the pond.

His eyes lit up for a few seconds when he saw the group appear, but after realizing that the person he wanted to see wasn't behind him, he turned away angrily.

Shen Jiaojiao walked over. There was a stone table in the middle of the pavilion, and four stone benches on the four sides.

Shen Jiaojiao sat down, not daring to speak.

Zhang Yang couldn't help but ask, "Um... why didn't Yin Yin come?"

Shen Jiaojiao was a little reluctant to tell him, so she changed the subject: "Master Zhang, try to think more positively."

Zhang Yang stubbornly replied, "No, she should take responsibility for me since she slept with me. She said back then that she wouldn't want a man who wasn't clean. She's the only woman I've ever had in my life, so I'm still clean. Why should I be able to accept this?"

Spring flowers and spring grass stood guard outside the pavilion, glanced at each other, and couldn't help but laugh.

Shen Jiaojiao patiently comforted her: "How about this, how about this, actually I think you two still have a chance."

Sure enough, upon hearing this, Zhang Yang became interested: "Tell me quickly, what should I do?"

Shen Jiaojiao forced herself to say, "Look, she liked how you looked when you were young, but now the biggest problem is that your hair has turned white."

Zhang Yang nodded frantically.

Shen Jiaojiao found that she was getting more and more comfortable with the conversation, so she continued, "How about this, we can dye your hair black first, then do some skincare on your face, put on some makeup, and change all your clothes so that you look younger. Then go find her, and she will definitely like it."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yang felt agitated.

That's a great idea!

"Great idea! Let's do it your way!"

So, when Fu Hang returned after seeing the person off, he saw that the Crown Princess had coaxed Zhang Yang, and the group was bustling about, not knowing what they were preparing to do.

He pulled Wang Dazhuang aside, gestured to the people inside, and asked in a low voice, "What are they doing?"

Wang Dazhuang laughed: "Oh, the Crown Princess said she'd help him dress up and then make your mother happy! Hehehe."

Fu Hang's eyes hurt from watching them operate.

What?! How can you dye hair with ink?!

Oh my god... why is someone still putting cucumber on their face?

Huh? Why are you wearing makeup?

Shen Jiaojiao, along with Chunhua and Chuncao, performed a series of procedures. There was no way to dye the hair, and other dyes would take more time. Although the ink dye took less time, it was effective quickly.

Once her hair was dry and her makeup was almost done, Shen Jiaojiao handed Zhang Yang a new set of clothes and told him to change.

After changing his clothes and coming out, he looked like a completely different person, younger, and more like Fu Hang.

Zhang Yang asked somewhat nervously, "Which one...how about it?"

Shen Jiaojiao nodded vigorously: "Yes! Very good. Now try to go to her again, she will definitely be moved."

Zhang Yang immediately smiled and ran out happily, shouting that he was going to find Yin Yin.

He returned shortly afterward: "Oh dear, I forgot to ask, where does she live?"

Shen Jiaojiao turned to look at Fu Hang: "Where do you live?"