"How could this happen? Why did you go to work? What are your parents doing?" Lu Qingquan was very dissatisfied.

Lan'er's health is so poor, he feels sorry for her even if she does some housework, how can she handle such strenuous work at the shoe factory?

What are Ye Zhiguo and Shen Yanhong thinking?

“It’s not my parents’ fault, they couldn’t do anything about it, it’s…it’s…” Ye Lan choked up, unable to finish her sentence.

Lu Qingquan's anger surged, and he hissed, "It was Ye Qingqing who did this, wasn't it?"

This vicious woman always bullies Lan'er, and now she's even more wicked, trying to force Lan'er to work as a laborer in a shoe factory. She wants Lan'er dead!

"You're heartless and utterly unreasonable. Lan'er, you've suffered so much..." Lu Qingquan cursed a few times, then embraced Ye Lan with pity and comforted her softly.

Ye Lan felt even more wronged, and tears streamed down her face. She knew that Brother Qingquan wouldn't abandon her.

"Ye Qingqing called Grandma over and kept stirring up trouble in her ear every day. Dad listens to Grandma in everything. Grandma thinks I'm a burden and says I'm wasting money on medicine every day. She gave me two choices: either marry an old bachelor or come work at the shoe factory..."

Ye Lan recounted her recent ordeal while crying. She glanced at the angry Lu Qingquan, a surge of joy rising in her heart, and continued, "Of course I won't get married. In this life, I only want to marry Brother Qingquan. I won't even look at other men. I'd rather be a laborer in the shoe factory..."

Lu Qingquan was deeply moved. His Lan'er was loyal and devoted, hundreds of times better than Ye Qingqing, that fickle woman!

"That wretched old witch! How hateful that your father is so foolish! How could he listen to that old witch's nonsense!"

Lu Qingquan berated the old lady mercilessly, and the old lady, hiding in the shadows, became even more furious. Her hands, gripping the bamboo stick, trembled uncontrollably.

"Grandma, don't be angry, just pretend he's talking nonsense!" Ye Qingqing comforted her softly.

But it was to no avail; instead, it only added fuel to the fire, making the old lady even angrier.

"Brother Qingquan, what should I do? If I keep going, I'll really die... Waaah... I don't want to die, I want to stay with Brother Qingquan..." Ye Lan cried miserably, tears streaming down her face.

Lu Qingquan's heart ached even more, but he was at a loss for what to do. He certainly couldn't offend Ye Qingqing, and he had to coax her properly, but he felt bad seeing Ye Lan suffer.

"I'll have a good talk with Ye Qingqing. She's probably a little unhappy. Yesterday, she stirred up trouble at the Lu family, which caused me to get beaten by my grandfather." Lu Qingquan touched his cheek, which was still not completely swollen, and it hurt when he touched it.

Ye Lan then noticed the swelling on Lu Qingquan's face and touched it with heartache, but Lu Qingquan saw the dirt under her fingernails and subconsciously turned his head away.

"It doesn't hurt anymore, Lan'er. You should wear gloves when you work from now on, so your hands won't get hurt," Lu Qingquan said with a smile.

What he couldn't stand the most was unclean fingernails. Lan'er used to be so clean, but now she's like this.

It's all Ye Qingqing's fault!

Ye Lanxin's heart sank. She looked at her dirty hands with annoyance. In her haste, she had forgotten about Lu Qingquan's obsession with cleanliness. She absolutely could not continue working at the shoe factory. If she continued, Lu Qingquan would only become more and more disgusted with her. What would she have to rely on in the future?

"Okay, I'll wear gloves tomorrow. Brother Qingquan, are you disgusted with me?" Ye Lan said, feeling wronged.

Lu Qingquan felt a pang of heartache again, "How could that be? Even if you grow old and ugly, Lan'er, you will always be the most beautiful Lan'er in my heart..."

Ye Lan lowered her head shyly, her face flushed. Lu Qingquan's heart stirred, and for a moment he forgot about Ye Lan's dirty hands. Overwhelmed with passion, he lowered his head, and their lips drew closer and closer...