Just as Yun Tangyin was about to answer, Fu Yucheng came out of the house, carrying a cloth bag: "Mom, Yinyin wants to wear a red cloth shirt for the photoshoot, it'll be bright and eye-catching."

Song Yushuang glanced at the cloth bag, smiled and nodded: "Red is good, it's festive."

Yun Tangyin glared at Fu Yucheng, wondering why he would blurt out everything.

Fu Yucheng leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Your red shirt looks good with your new silver earrings."

The next morning, just as Yun Tangyin finished combing her hair, Fu Yucheng came in with a red cloth shirt: "Put this on quickly, I'll go get the car, we'll be leaving in a bit."

The red blouse was made of the finest corduroy, and when Yun Tangyin wore it, it made her skin look even whiter. Fu Yucheng stared at her, speechless: "My wife is truly..."

"Stop being so glib." Yun Tangyin put her silver earrings on. "Let's go, don't keep Mom waiting."

As soon as the two got into the car, they saw Xu Rong standing at the intersection with a basket on her arm. Her eyes lit up when she saw them, and she deliberately blocked their way in the middle of the road.

"Isn't this Yinyin? Dressed so flamboyantly, where are you going?" Xu Rong's voice was as sharp as fingernails scraping glass.

Yun Tangyin, sitting in the back seat, glanced at her indifferently: "Taking photos with my man, is there something wrong?"

Xu Rong was taken aback by Yun Tangyin's attitude.

She stared at Yun Tangyin's red cloth shirt with a forced smile: "Tsk tsk, you've struck it rich? You can afford such good fabric. Unlike my Runli, who has to save money even for a patch."

Fu Yucheng said coldly, "What my wife wears is none of your concern."

"I'm just concerned about my stepdaughter, aren't I?" Xu Rong moved closer to Yun Tangyin, her nails almost digging into her clothes through the wide-open car window. "Yinyin, I'm not trying to criticize you, but you're already so extravagant right after getting married. Be careful your in-laws don't think you're being unreasonable. Look at your younger sister, Runli; as her older sister, you should help her out..."

"Sister?" Yun Tangyin suddenly laughed. "When did I get a sister? And who are you?"

Xu Rong's face turned pale instantly: "Yun Tangyin, what do you mean!"

Xu Rong's voice suddenly rose, and she slammed the basket in her hand to the ground, scattering wild vegetables all over the ground. "I am, after all, your father's lawfully wedded wife. By seniority, you should call me 'Mom'!"

Yun Tangyin slowly straightened the collar of her red cloth shirt, her silver earrings gleaming in the morning light: "My mother passed away a long time ago, the grass on her grave is already three feet tall. As for you, you were just someone my father bought with his money. In terms of affection, do you deserve her?"

"You!" Xu Rong trembled with anger, pointing her finger at Yun Tangyin's nose, "You really think you're all grown up now and don't recognize me anymore?"

Yun Tangyin thought she had heard the biggest joke in the world: "It's true that shamelessness makes people invincible."

Early risers had already gathered around. Aunt Zhang, holding firewood, stood by the roadside and couldn't help but chime in, "I saw Runli wearing a gold bracelet the other day. She said it was a gift from her mother."

Xu Rong's face flushed red and then turned pale: "That was my own dowry!"

"Oh?" Yun Tangyin raised an eyebrow. "Looks like you've made it big. Should I spread the word about what happened back then? Also, don't think I can't guess why you and your daughter are here but Yun Zhixiong has disappeared."

Xu Rong fell silent instantly, her hands gripping the hem of her clothes turning white.

Fu Yucheng impatiently honked the car horn: "Get out of the way, don't block the way."

"No way!" Xu Rong suddenly sat on the hood of the car and threw a tantrum. "You're not leaving until you explain yourself! What does my Runli have that you don't? Why can you dress up and marry a good man, while she has to be bullied by that good-for-nothing Jiang Zhicheng?"

“Because she has a wicked heart.” Yun Tangyin got out of the car and looked down at her. “The other day she was crying under my man’s arm under the locust tree, and yesterday she went to the supply and marketing cooperative to steal the brown sugar I bought. If you have time to make a scene here, you should go home and teach your daughter what shame is.”

"You're talking nonsense!" Xu Rong jumped up to tear Yun Tangyin's hair, but Fu Yucheng grabbed her wrist.

"You've gone too far with your behavior towards my wife?" Fu Yucheng's eyes were as cold as ice. "Believe me or not, I'll send you to the team headquarters right now and let the secretary judge this. Your daughter is seducing a married man, and you, as her mother, are even coming to provoke her. What are you up to!"

Xu Rong was intimidated by his imposing manner, but she still stubbornly insisted, "My daughter and her brother Yucheng are childhood sweethearts, what's wrong with saying a few words..."

"Can childhood sweethearts put food on the table?" Jiang Jianhua arrived at some point and stood to the side with his arms crossed. "Xu Runli was telling me before that Jiang Zhicheng doesn't earn as much money as Fu Yucheng. If Jiang Zhicheng heard that, he'd probably be even more eager to get a divorce."

When the topic of divorce came up, Xu Rong's arrogance immediately diminished.

She knew better than anyone that if her daughter were really divorced and sent home, with her reputation, it would be harder than climbing to heaven for her to marry into a good family again.

Yun Tangyin bent down to pick up the wild vegetables on the ground and threw them into her basket: "Keep an eye on your daughter and don't let her get close to my man again, or next time it won't be so easy to talk to her."

Fu Yucheng opened the car door, helped Yun Tangyin into the car, and before leaving, he gave Xu Rong a cold look: "If you dare to cause trouble again, I'll go to the Jiang family and tell them about the good things you and your daughter have done."

Xu Rong's face turned pale instantly. It was something she had secretly asked her daughter to do, and she never expected that Fu Yucheng would find out.

She watched helplessly as the car drove away, the surrounding whispers piercing her ears like needles.

"No wonder Runli wanted a divorce, it turns out her mother was restless..."

"If this mother is no pushover, how good can her daughter be?"

"The Fu family's daughter-in-law is the most reasonable one. Anyone would be furious if they were bullied like this."

Xu Rong covered her ears and ran home, cursing Yun Tangyin a thousand times in her heart, but there was nothing she could do.

Inside the car, Yun Tangyin watched the receding shadows of the trees outside the window and let out a soft sigh. Fu Yucheng grasped her hand: "Are you angry?"

"No," Yun Tangyin shook her head, "I just feel disgusted."

Fu Yucheng took out a fruit candy from his pocket, unwrapped it, and put it in her mouth: "Is it sweet? Zhou Desheng told me about what happened earlier. He saw Jiang Zhicheng acting suspiciously the other day."

Yun Tangyin, with a candy in her mouth, brightened her eyes: "He is quite thoughtful."

“No one is as meticulous as my wife.” Fu Yucheng leaned over and kissed the corner of her lips. “But when you were talking back to Xu Rong just now, your eyes were just like a cat with its fur standing on end, so cute.”

"Stop being so glib." Yun Tangyin gave him a shove, but couldn't help but smile. "Hurry up and drive, don't delay the photo shoot."

When they arrived at the photo studio, the photographer saw Yun Tangyin wearing a red cloth shirt and her silver earrings sparkling. He smiled and said, "This comrade is really lucky. His wife looks like she stepped out of a painting."

Fu Yucheng proudly raised his chin: "That's right, my wife is the best."

When taking photos, the instructor asked them to get closer, and Fu Yucheng simply put his arm around Yun Tangyin's waist and whispered in her ear, "Smile, otherwise the photos will look like you're collecting debts."

Yun Tangyin chuckled, her eyes crinkling into crescents, the dimples at the corners of her eyes sparkling. The photographer quickly pressed the shutter: "Perfect! This photo is guaranteed to last a lifetime!"