The withdrawal procedures went extremely smoothly. The kindergarten readily accepted Wuyou's request without any attempt to retain her, and Wuyou even felt a slight sense of relief. The real issue was that Yan Rui's tuition was consistently in arrears, and he only paid the previous semester's fees at the start of the next semester. They were a business, not a charity.

However, it would be inconvenient to persuade a student to withdraw from school because of this, and it would also damage their reputation. Now that the student has voluntarily withdrawn, it's the best thing for them. They've gotten rid of a problem and preserved their reputation at the same time.

Wuyou didn't care about any of this, and young Yan Rui understood even less. He felt more longing for the new school, the new life, and the new home, and secondly, fear of the unknown. But as long as Wuyou was by his side, he was filled with hope for the future.

As soon as Wuyou returned to the village, an older woman mysteriously pulled her to the roadside. "Sister-in-law Yan, someone came to your house this morning as soon as you left. They said it was your mother and brother. Oh my, their faces looked like they owed him eight million. Their eyes and noses were all crooked. You'd better be careful."

Oh, he almost forgot about this mother and son. He didn't expect to come looking for them. Wu You's eyes flickered. Upon hearing this, Yan Rui subconsciously reached out and hugged Wu You's neck tightly, trembling in his arms.

In his young mind, his grandmother and uncle would separate him from his mother, send her away, and prevent him from having any contact with her. He thought that leaving with his mother would be the end of it, but then his grandmother and uncle came knocking again. Would his mother be taken away? Would he be without a mother forever?

The more Yan Rui thought about it, the more frightened she became. Her small body trembled more violently, and tears welled up in her big, round eyes, but she stubbornly refused to let them fall.

"Little Rui, Mommy won't leave." Wuyou felt the child trembling in her arms and gently patted his shoulder to comfort him.

The gentle and warm voice was like a stimulant injected into Yan Rui's body, calming her heart down. Yet, she still held Wuyou tightly, for he was so insecure.

"Thank you for telling me this, Auntie. I bought some extra pork today for you to try." Wuyou said with a smile, sharing some of the pork with the woman. The woman swallowed hard but accepted it nonetheless.

He said this purely out of kindness, and Wuyou had no reason to let the other party suffer a loss; it was simply a matter of reciprocity.

The wooden gate at the entrance was wide open, swaying gently in the wind, arrogantly displaying its presence.

They happened to run into Liu De, Liu Wuyou's younger brother, who was a typical freeloader. As the only male in the family, he was spoiled by Liu's mother. The nearly 30-year-old man was idle and didn't even have a proper job.

In her past life, Liu Wuyou married Qian Sheng, a wealthy businessman. Her mother and her family received a large dowry, and later they would frequently come to the Qian family to ask for more money, which resulted in Liu Wuyou having a low status in the Qian family. Qian Sheng's children even treated her like a high-class maid, and she worked hard all her life, but it was her son, whom she never cared about, who took care of her in her old age.

Liu De and his family, on the other hand, used the money to get married, have children, and live a very comfortable life.

"Sis, you're back? I heard you've been at the Yan family's place all this time. Did Yan Dabiao do anything to you?" Liu De was handsome and slender, with a charming and delicate air about him, and he could attract a lot of girls if he went out.

He stared at Wuyou intently, trying to discern something from his face, but to no avail.

"It's nothing. He didn't do anything to me. I just want to get back custody of Xiao Rui." Wuyou shook her head lightly, closed the wooden door, and naturally walked to the kitchen to prepare a meal.

Watching Wuyou's retreating figure, Liu De frowned. His senses were still very sharp, and he felt that something about Wuyou seemed to have changed, making him hard to understand.

"Xiao De, your sister's back? I'll go see her." Liu's mother came over, saw Wu You's figure, said this, and then went into the kitchen.

When Liu's mother entered the kitchen, Wuyou was washing vegetables, her hands nimbly and naturally immersed in the water, almost as if she were preparing a meal. Seeing Wuyou like this, Liu's mother frowned deeply. This sight always reminded her of when Liu Wuyou married Yan Dabiao, spending her days immersed in the mundane tasks of cooking and cleaning, becoming an ugly, haggard housewife.

He didn't really care what Wuyou looked like, whether she was alive or dead; he just felt sorry for that brat's beautiful face. He had finally gotten rid of Yan Dabiao, that drunkard and gambler, and found him a rich man who didn't mind that he was a divorcee, but she just abandoned him halfway through.

"Wuyou, why are you still cooking here? You're no longer Yan Dabiao's wife, why are you still serving him? Come home with me right now." She reached out and grabbed Wuyou's hand, spilling vegetable washing water all over the floor. Seeing the two of them, Liu's mother frowned in disgust and pulled Wuyou out.

Raising two children single-handedly, Liu's mother had endured a lot of hardship in her youth. She possessed immense strength, making it difficult for anyone to break free, and dragged Wuyou a distance away.

Wuyou reached out and tapped Liu's mother's wrist, taking advantage of the moment when her hand was numb and weak, and skillfully broke free.

“Who told you I was serving him? I’m serving myself and my son. No one can bully us.” As she finished speaking, Wuyou’s tone was meaningful, as if she had something more to say.

"Why are you so disobedient, child? I'm your mother, would I ever harm you? Mr. Qian, it's your good fortune that someone with such good qualities would choose you. How could you give up your comfortable life for a little child? Have you forgotten how much suffering you endured with Yan Dabiao?"

Liu's mother stamped her foot, glaring at Wu You with an expression that said, "If I were decades younger, I would gladly marry him in your place." In her eyes, Qian Sheng was good-looking, wealthy, and had no flaws except for having two children; marrying him would be a highly profitable deal.

"Mom, you don't need to worry about my affairs. Xiao Rui is my biological son, and Yan Dabiao is the kind of person he is. How can I let Xiao Rui live with him? I will raise him well and I don't want to remarry." Wuyou was impatient. She had no intention of remarrying and only wanted to raise Yan Rui well.

"Are you trying to drive me crazy? No, you have to listen to me. We can't let someone like Qian Sheng slip through our fingers. Come back with me now." Liu's mother was furious. Since gentle persuasion failed, she resorted to force, calling out to Liu De for help. "Xiao De, come with me and take your sister back."

Liu De hurriedly came in. A man's strength is naturally much greater than a woman's, and his hands gripped her like iron clamps. He dragged and pulled, intending to forcibly take her away. Since Wuyou and Yan Dabiao were already divorced, it was only right for her family to take their daughter home; no one else could say anything.

Wuyou turned around to dodge, his eyes flashing with a sharp look. Since that's how it is, then don't blame him for being impolite.