Where did this lead?

Wen Qing searched inside the room, in the main hall, and in the courtyard, but found nothing.

"Hengheng, Hengheng!" Wen Qing called anxiously in the yard. Ji Yousheng heard her and asked from the bedroom, "Wen Qing, why are you calling for Hengheng? Ning Zhi took him out to play."

Wen Qing replied, "Dad, Hengheng may have torn my drawings and clothing designs to pieces."

"Probably not. Even if Hengheng were to start arguing, he wouldn't be able to finish. He's just looking for something new. He's probably still at home. You can look again," Ji Yousheng said to his grandson in the bedroom.

Wen Qing went out to look for Heng Heng with a serious expression. Just then, Ji Yanjun returned. Seeing Wen Qing's anxious look, he asked, "Qingqing, what's wrong?"

"The sketches and sample garments are lost. Hengheng probably tore them away while he was being naughty." The only thing Wen Qing could think of was that her son had done it. Hengheng had damaged her clothes before, but he would just pull them to the ground and that was it. This time, they were completely gone.

"Where is Hengheng?" Ji Yanjun asked.

"Ningzhi must have taken it to play," Wen Qing said.

“Ningzhi probably took him to Bingbing’s house to play. It couldn’t have been Hengheng who pulled it; Hengheng is still so young.” Ji Yousheng still spoke up for his grandson: “Look carefully, maybe you forgot where you put it?”

"Let's keep looking," Ji Yanjun said.

No sooner had she finished speaking than Ji Ningzhi carried Hengheng through the courtyard gate.

"Hengheng, is the meat soup delicious?" Ji Ningzhi asked with a smile.

"Drink," Hengheng said indistinctly, and as soon as she opened her mouth, clear saliva flowed down her little mouth.

"Oh dear, look how greedy you are." Ji Ningzhi wiped his drool with a bib.

Hengheng giggled.

"Hengheng," Wen Qing called out.

Hengheng immediately turned his head, and upon seeing Wen Qing, his eyes lit up. He stretched out his little arms and called out, "Mom, Mom, Mom..." wanting a hug.

Wen Qing didn't answer him, but asked with a serious expression, "Where did you take Mom's clothes?"

Hengheng didn't understand any of this. He only saw that his mother was unhappy, so he immediately stopped struggling in Ji Ningzhi's arms. His chubby little face was extremely blank. He looked at his mother and then at his father, both of whom had stern faces. He had no choice but to sit obediently in Ji Ningzhi's arms.

"Brother, what's going on?" Ji Ningzhi asked, puzzled.

Ji Yanjun said, "Your sister-in-law's manuscript and clothes are gone."

"Where did you put it?" Ji Ningzhi asked, completely unaware of the manuscript and clothes.

“It was on the sewing machine. I had to go out for a while, and when I came back, it was gone,” Wen Qing said.

"No, I just went to the bathroom, and then I took Hengheng to Bingbing's house to play. He didn't have anything in his hands at the time." Ji Ningzhi said, "Did you put it somewhere yourself?"

"Was he holding nothing?" Wen Qing asked.

“No, you can ask Mom if you don’t believe me. Mom will watch Hengheng for a while,” Ji Ningzhi said.

Mom, please watch Hengheng for a while...

Wen Qing instantly realized that Hengheng wasn't just making things up out of ignorance; someone had clearly taken it. Wen Qing turned to look at Ji Yanjun.

Ji Yanjun realized what was happening and asked, "Where's Mom?"

"I'm here. What do you need?" Liang Wenhua returned from outside the courtyard with a big smile. She had just given the clothes and drawings to her mahjong friends, who were very happy and thanked her profusely, saying that now their child would have clothes to wear. They also gave her a handful of roasted chestnuts, saying they were for their grandson, and made plans to play mahjong together that afternoon.

"Did you take the clothes and drawings from Wen Qing's sewing machine?" Ji Yanjun asked.

Liang Wenhua answered easily, "Yes."

"Where are the things?" Ji Yanjun asked.

“It was given away,” Liang Wenhua replied.

"Who did you give it to?"

“A mahjong friend I just met had grandchildren who didn’t have any clothes to wear, or any clothes that looked like children’s clothes, so I gave them two pieces of clothing. She even gave me some snacks.” As she spoke, she took out some roasted chestnuts, preparing to peel them for Hengheng.

"Go and get it back," Wen Qing said in a cold, hard voice.

Liang Wenhua was taken aback and asked, "What did you say?"

Wen Qing's eyes were unusually cold. She had always thought that Liang Wenhua loved her son Ji Yanjun too much, so no matter who married Ji Yanjun, Liang Wenhua didn't treat them well; this was usually the case with mothers-in-law and daughters-in-law. And since she happened to be from the countryside and had a bad reputation in the past, she could understand Liang Wenhua's dislike for her. At least Liang Wenhua loved Ji Yanjun and Hengheng.

But unexpectedly, Liang Wenhua had problems with her behavior. Besides bullying the weak and fearing the strong, she was also a bad person.

"Go and get it back!" Wen Qing raised his voice, startling Ji Yanjun, Ji Ningzhi, and Hengheng. They hadn't seen Wen Qing lose his temper in many years.

Liang Wenhua was taken aback, but with her son and daughter in front of her, how could she easily back down? She immediately retorted, "What's given away can't be taken back."

"Whose things did you take as a gift?" Wen Qing asked.

"My eldest grandson's."

"Who told you that it's his?" Wen Qing's gaze sharpened as he stared intently at Liang Wenhua.

Liang Wenhua felt a sense of fear and forced himself to say, "Those children's clothes aren't my eldest grandson's, are you going to wear them?"

“That’s a new children’s clothing line developed by Fengqing Group,” Ji Yanjun said in a deep voice.

Ji Ningzhi understood and whispered, "Mom, those are the clothing designs and drafts from Fengqing Group. They're going to be mass-produced. You should get them back quickly."

“Why would she want it back? She’s already given away so many paintings; she can just keep painting more,” Liang Wenhua said.

"Mom!" Ji Yanjun shouted sternly.

Liang Wenhua stubbornly refused to back down.

Wen Qing asked with a cold face, "Are you going to go and get it back or not?"

Liang Wenhua felt guilty: "Why do you want it back? You can just draw it again. It's just two pieces of clothing, why are you being so stingy?"

"Fine, you think I'm petty? Then I'll show you how petty I can be." Wen Qing was so angry that she turned around and headed to leave the main room.

"What are you doing? What do you want to do?" Liang Wenhua asked.

“Call the police. Fengqing Group is the largest group in Nanzhou City. It has not only received attention and praise from the county magistrate and mayor, but has also contributed to the economic development of the entire Nanzhou City. Fengqing’s trade secrets are directly related to the economic development of Nanzhou City. Someone stole my drawings and sample garments, which is stealing trade secrets. I am calling the police to seek fair treatment.” Wen Qing said as she walked towards the hall.

Upon hearing Wen Qing's words, Liang Wenhua was immediately stunned. Was the crime really that serious? She quickly stepped forward to grab Wen Qing, but Wen Qing shook her off.

When Liang Wenhua went forward to pull him again, Ji Yanjun stepped forward to stop him.

When Hengheng saw someone pulling at her mother, she thought someone was going to hurt her mother and burst into tears.

Ji Ningzhi quickly hugged and comforted her.

"Mom, Mom..." Hengheng cried out.

Ji Yousheng was also alarmed and came out leaning on his cane.

Wen Qing carried the sketches and sample garments from the room to the main hall. Without even glancing at Liang Wenhua and Ji Yanjun, she went straight to Ji Ningzhi and took Hengheng from her.

"Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, what are you doing?" Ji Ningzhi was a little unsure of Wen Qing's purpose.

"Mom, Mom..." Hengheng called out incoherently, his little face red from crying.

"Don't cry, Mommy's here." Wen Qing wiped Hengheng's tears and hugged him as she was about to leave.

"Mom..." Hengheng hugged Wen Qing's neck tightly with his little arms.

"Qingqing," Ji Yanjun called out.

"Stop your sister-in-law!" Ji Yousheng shouted.

Ji Ningzhi quickly grabbed Wen Qing's arm and said, "Sister-in-law, this is Mom's fault. We'll go get the clothes back right now. Don't go, look how Hengheng is crying."

"That's right, Wen Qing, this is your mother's fault." Ji Yousheng pounded the cement with his cane, his face flushed with anger, and shouted, "Liang Wenhua! Haven't you done enough?!"

Ji Yanjun stood in front of Liang Wenhua and said wearily, "Mom, go and get your things back, otherwise if Qingqing calls the police, there's nothing I can do."

Liang Wenhua was stunned and looked up at Ji Yanjun in surprise. Ji Yousheng wouldn't help her, Ji Ningzhi wouldn't help her, and even her beloved son wouldn't help her. Her daughter-in-law was even threatening to call the police.

"Let her submit it then!" Liang Wenhua said angrily.

"Go report it!" Ji Yousheng said supportively. "The older she gets, the more stubborn she becomes, and the less she knows what's good for her. Wen Qing, go, go report it to the police! Ning Zhi, don't stop her! She took other people's things and gave them away, and she doesn't know any remorse!"

Ji Yousheng couldn't stand it either.

Liang Wenhua was dumbfounded.

Ji Ningzhi held onto Wen Qing tightly, afraid that Wen Qing would leave.

Ji Yanjun and Ji Yousheng always stood by Wen Qing's side.

Wen Qing held Hengheng in her arms, stroking his chubby face. Hengheng had stopped crying, but his long eyelashes were wet with tears: "Mommy, Mommy..."

"Liang Wenhua, let me ask you one more time, are you going to go and get your things back?" Ji Yousheng asked.

Liang Wenhua remained silent.

"Fine, you don't want it, huh? When the police come looking for you, you'll be in jail, then we'll get a divorce!" Ji Yousheng said fiercely.

In fact, Ji Yousheng is a good-tempered person. It was true that Liang Wenhua used to look down on Wen Qing because she was from the countryside, lacked Wenhua's influence, and was poor, but he didn't say anything. However, Wen Qing now has both education and ability. Not only is she not good enough for Ji Yanjun, but he also feels that Ji Yanjun is not good enough for Wen Qing. Now that Wen Qing and Ji Yanjun are married, the couple feels very good about each other and have a son, Hengheng. They are happy and fulfilled. Wen Qing has never said a bad word about Liang Wenhua and Ji Ningzhi.

But Liang Wenhua is incredibly picky, making things difficult for Wen Qing in every way, targeting her at every turn—almost to the point of being abnormal. All she does is complain that Wen Qing doesn't flatter or fawn over her like Zhang Fangfang does, and that her son loves his wife more than his own mother. Wen Qing doesn't argue with her, and she can tolerate Wen Qing's usual nagging, but now she's quietly taking Wen Qing's things and giving them away, and she thinks she's right! This isn't just a mother-in-law/daughter-in-law conflict; this is a moral issue, and this behavior is illegal!

Liang Wenhua stared at Ji Yousheng in shock. Divorce? They already have a grandson, and Ji Yousheng wants to divorce her?

Ji Yanjun remained silent.

Wen Qing held Hengheng tightly.

Seeing that things were getting out of control, Ji Ningzhi quickly let go of Wen Qing, walked briskly to Liang Wenhua, grabbed Liang Wenhua's arm and said, "Mom, come on, I'll go with you to get it back."

As she spoke, Ji Ningzhi forcefully pulled Liang Wenhua out of the courtyard gate.

Ji Yanjun glanced at Wen Qing and Hengheng, then looked at Ji Yousheng, preparing to help Ji Yousheng into the bedroom. Ji Yousheng then spoke up, "Wen Qing, don't be angry. After you get your things back, you should go back to Nanzhou. Your mother is stubborn. From now on, you can just bring Hengheng back once a year."

After saying that, Ji Yousheng found a stool, sat down with difficulty, and said, "I'll sit here and wait for your mother to get her things back."

Wen Qing didn't respond.

Ji Yanjun walked over to Wen Qing and asked, "Are you tired of carrying him?"

Wen Qing replied in a low voice, "It's alright, that commotion just now scared Hengheng."

Ji Yanjun looked at Hengheng, whose eyes were red and who was tightly hugging Wen Qing's neck, her chubby little face resting on Wen Qing's shoulder. He tried to take her away, but Hengheng wouldn't let him.

Wen Qing said, "It's okay, I'll carry you."

"Qingqing." Ji Yanjun wanted to say something, but couldn't speak. In the end, he reached out and hugged Wen Qing.

Wen Qingtou pressed against Ji Yanjun's chest.

Ji Yanjun suddenly asked, "Did you only remember everything on the day you married me?"

Wen Qing: "Mm."

"If you remembered everything from the very beginning, would you still not want to marry me?" Ji Yanjun asked.

After a moment of silence, Wen Qing replied, "I think so."

Although she added a "ba" at the end of her answer, Ji Yanjun was still very touched and asked, "Why? My family..." He didn't mention that his family was so troublesome, so troublesome, and so eccentric.

Wen Qing smiled: "Because of Hengheng." And also because of love, she was unwilling to accept it. Why is it that you can get something by striving, but not love, family, or happiness after striving? She wanted to try.

As it turned out, Ji Ningzhi became more sensible, while Liang Wenhua became increasingly ungrateful the more she was given face.

Because of Hengheng...

After hearing this, Ji Yanjun kissed Wen Qing's forehead and said, "Thank you."

Wen Qing smiled.

"Mommy," Hengheng called out in a childish voice, though his pronunciation was still a bit unclear.

Wen Qing stroked his chubby face: "Hengheng, Mommy's here. Don't blame Mommy just now. Mommy misunderstood you."

Hengheng: "Mom."

Wen Qing leaned in and gave Hengheng a quick kiss on his chubby cheek.

Ji Yanjun then kissed him back.

Hengheng giggled.

Then Ji Yanjun took Hengheng and pulled Wen Qing to sit in the main room.

Ji Yousheng apologized to Wen Qing, seemingly unintentionally, saying things like "harmony in the family brings prosperity in all things." Wen Qing listened silently. Ji Yanjun held Hengheng, who had been playing for a while and was about to take a nap, yawning.

Ji Yanjun held him in his arms and coaxed him to sleep.

Even after Ji Yanjun put Hengheng on the bed and closed the door, Ji Ningzhi and Liang Wenhua still did not answer.

"What kind of trouble is Liang Wenhua causing now!" Ji Yousheng said unhappily.

Ji Yanjun and Wen Qing did not respond.

After a while, Ji Ningzhi and Liang Wenhua finally returned.

Ji Yousheng, Ji Yanjun, and Wen Qing looked at the two of them.

Ji Ningzhi walked in front, while Liang Wenhua followed slowly behind, looking guilty.

"Where are the things?" Ji Yousheng asked first.

Ji Yanjun frowned when he saw that the two men had empty hands.

Wen Qing had a vague sense of unease.

"Where is what we asked you for?" Ji Yousheng asked again anxiously.

Liang Wenhua dared not utter a sound.

Ji Ningzhi said on her behalf: "My mother and I went to that house. At first, the family greeted us politely. But when my mother asked for clothes and manuscripts, the person pretended to be stupid and said that he didn't know anything about clothes or manuscripts, and that my mother hadn't given her any clothes or manuscripts."

Ji Yanjun and Wen Qing were taken aback.

Ji Yousheng asked, "What do you mean?"

Ji Ningzhi replied, "They just didn't get it back. They denied that Mom gave her the clothes and manuscript. Mom even argued with them, but they insisted that they had never seen any children's clothes or manuscript."

"So did you give it to me or not?" Ji You asked angrily.

Liang Wenhua replied sadly, "I gave it to her. She asked me for it because she said Hengheng's clothes were particularly beautiful. She said Hengheng's mother was very capable and she also wanted to make beautiful clothes for her grandchildren. She asked me if I had any clothes that Hengheng no longer wore or any designs for clothes. I thought we were all friends, so I gave her Wenqing's things. But she turned around and denied it!"

"Does she have any relatives or friends who sell or make clothes?" Wen Qing asked.

Upon hearing this, Ji Yanjun turned to look at Wen Qing. Seeing Wen Qing's serious expression, he instantly understood and his face changed.

Liang Wenhua answered Wen Qing's question honestly, saying, "Her daughter or her daughter-in-law also runs a clothing store."

Wen Qing felt a chill run down her spine.