"It's alright, I know what I'm doing." Qin Xiaoyu was afraid that Zhou Xing's mother would worry, so she quickly gave Xiao Jin a meaningful look.

"I'll take a look at Xiaoyu for you in a bit," Deng Jianyan said, also feeling uneasy.

"No need, I really know what I'm doing, no need!" Qin Xiaoyu endured the pain and kept waving her hands.

Her injury was in an awkward location, slightly above her right rib, and she felt somewhat embarrassed taking off her clothes in front of Deng Jianyan.

After dinner, Qin Xiaoyu quickly returned to her room while they were chatting animatedly. She took off her clothes, stood in front of the mirror, and was startled by what she saw.

That kick was really hard. Luckily it hit her; if it had been Xiao Si's wife, it would have been a real disaster.

The bluish tinge had now appeared, a startling sight against her fair skin. She still had half a bottle of tiger bone oil in her hand, which would come in handy.

But after pouring some into her hand, she realized that her right arm seemed to be twisted as well, and she couldn't lift it at all.

After trying a few times, she sat heavily on the bed in despair. It seemed that she couldn't do without others, just like now.

She didn't dare approach Zhou Xing's mother; she was preoccupied. Zhou Yue couldn't be disturbed either; tiger bone oil promotes blood circulation, and it could easily cause problems for a pregnant woman like her. If all else failed, she'd have to ask her cousin-in-law.

Qin Xiaoyu pulled on her bathrobe and prepared to call her cousin-in-law.

Just then, someone knocked on the door.

A Lei walked in with a gloomy face.

"Why are you here?" Before Qin Xiaoyu could finish speaking, he pulled her up in front of him.

He rudely ripped open the belt of Qin Xiaoyu's bathrobe. Qin Xiaoyu was only wearing underwear underneath, and she was immediately terrified, clutching the bathrobe tightly to prevent him from moving.

A Lei had no choice but to let go, grab the tiger bone oil from the table, pour some into his hand, and walk over to her.

Qin Xiaoyu then realized that she had misunderstood, and her face turned red. At this moment, A Lei had already succeeded. He opened a corner of her nightgown, reached in with his large hand, and gently stroked her ribs.

"Okay, that's enough." Qin Xiaoyu's face was flushed and her heart was pounding; she couldn't take it anymore.

In her panic, she tried to push A Lei away, but accidentally exposed one shoulder as well, leaving half of her nightgown exposed. Embarrassed, she buried her face in the bed.

A Lei didn't let go. He bent down and continued to gently spread the medicated oil, as if this was the only thing that mattered.

The medicated oil was burning hot, and A Lei's large hands seemed to be rubbing a ball of fire, almost setting Qin Xiaoyu's body ablaze.

She knew that if she went along with it, all their conflicts would be resolved, which was exactly what he wanted.

But could their problems really be overcome like this? Qin Xiaoyu struggled internally. One voice said, "Go for it, what are you waiting for?" Another voice said, "Let him go too."

"There are some things I've been keeping to myself for a long time. Do you think you're living a successful life right now?" A Lei spoke, and Qin Xiaoyu felt a sting. Like a little hedgehog, she instantly activated her defenses.

"What do you mean? Where did I fail?"

"Don't you feel that your child is no longer your child?"

"You mean what happened today? Hanhan won't be angry with me. He's a sensible child." Qin Xiaoyu said stubbornly, but she felt a pang of jealousy in her heart. It would be a lie to say she wasn't jealous today.

"Why should he be a sensible child? Do you think sensible children will be happy?"

"There's nothing we can do about it. Hanhan has been through a lot, so she's a bit precocious. You wouldn't understand." Qin Xiaoyu felt she couldn't explain to A Lei the hardships she and Hanhan had gone through together, something that outsiders couldn't comprehend.

"That's precisely why you can't take advantage of his maturity; you should care for him and love him even more!"

"Where do I not care about him or love him?" Qin Xiaoyu pushed A Lei away, gathered her clothes, tied them tightly, raised her head, and prepared for battle.

“You put all your energy into your career and neglect too many things.” A Lei suddenly lost the desire to continue the conversation. His eyelids drooped, his long eyelashes looking weary.

"Is it wrong for me to focus my energy on my career? You, who were born into a privileged family, wouldn't understand. You were born at the finish line, and what we have to spend our whole lives pursuing, you got right away. So you have no right to criticize me. I did nothing wrong!" Qin Xiaoyu was already furious.

“Okay, I understand.” Are walked towards the door.

"Don't interfere in my life!" Qin Xiaoyu was still not satisfied and shouted angrily at his back.

“Never again,” Are replied calmly, closing the door behind him.

Qin Xiaoyu felt indescribably wronged. It was one thing for others to see her this way, but for A Lei to say such things made her feel wronged!

She cried all night again, and when she woke up in the morning, her nose was stuffy and her eyes were swollen. Afraid that Zhou Xing's mother would see, Qin Xiaoyu left without eating breakfast.

The garment factory hadn't opened yet, and she wasn't in the mood to go there. She drove around aimlessly for a few minutes and unknowingly ended up outside the cemetery.

She parked her car on the side of the road and went inside.

Zhou Xing's smile was warm. Qin Xiaoyu reached out and brushed the dust off his face, stared at him for a long time, and then reluctantly walked away.

There was a figure at the intersection, walking at a leisurely pace. Qin Xiaoyu recognized him at a glance as Commander Zhou.

Commander Zhou seemed to have spotted her car as well, and he turned into a side road and disappeared.

Qin Xiaoyu jumped into the car as if fleeing and hurriedly left.

This is a shared pain in their hearts, but neither of them dares to touch it, nor can they comfort each other; they can only bury it deep inside.

Are will never understand these things.

Qin Xiaoyu arrived at the garment factory dejectedly. Factory Manager Xie wasn't there, and no one bothered her. She locked herself in her office, gazing out the window, lost in thought.

"What's wrong?" Qin Xiaoye pushed open the door and walked in.

Qin Xiaoyu quickly wiped away the cold tears on her face.

"fine."

"This is what I recently compiled, take a look." Qin Xiaoye is now interning in the sales department and is said to be making rapid progress. She brought several design drafts and some management suggestions. Although they looked a bit immature, you could tell that she had ideas.

"That's great. By the way, have all the classmates you mentioned last time been arranged to come over?"

"It's all arranged. Two people are still hesitating because they're worried about not being able to get a job in the factory later, so they're waiting and seeing."

“It’s okay, we can wait. Anyway, we need a lot of talent.” Qin Xiaoyu remembered Jiang Fusheng’s words and put some pressure on Qin Xiaoye, “Girl, you need to be prepared. In a few months, you may have to go to Shanghai to take on a major role. Be aware of that.”

"I've made up my mind. I'm going to take the plunge anyway, so it's fine." Qin Xiaoye has been more easygoing lately than before. Maybe it's because she's been dealing with workers so much that she just can't maintain a proper demeanor.

These female workers are quite interesting. They cherish down-to-earth people like Qin Xiaoyu without forcing them. But if someone thinks they are superior, then they're finished. They'll find a way to expose them, embarrass them, and reveal their true colors.

Qin Xiaoye walked through the entire workshop, and it felt like she had been reborn, completely transformed.