Chapter 231 Daily Life After Marriage

Shao Min was always quick to report, and Yu Yan nodded, saying, "Liver cancer. Late stage."

Even though she had never had a good impression of Mrs. Xiang, upon hearing those four words, Shao Min's face darkened and her heart sank.

Mrs. Xiang has always been strong-willed, but when illness strikes, it's like a landslide. When people don't know their condition, they can hold on for a while, but once they know they don't have much time left, their spirits collapse instantly.

"Has Xiang Chu been at the hospital with his father these past few days?" Shao Min asked.

Yu Yan hummed in agreement. "The old lady misses her son and her grandson. She'll make a fuss if she can't see them."

Shao Min pursed her lips. It's true what they say, old habits die hard. Even at the end, this temper of hers remained unchanged.

"Didn't the old lady say she wanted to see you?" Shao Min looked up at Yu Yan.

Yu Yan shook her head. "Why would she want to see me? She doesn't like me anyway. Seeing me would only make things worse."

Yu Yan said this with unusual calmness.

There was a time when she genuinely tried to build a good relationship with Mrs. Xiang.

Yu Yan felt that living under the same roof meant being a family, and that loving each other was enough; why should they be at odds?

However, Mrs. Xiang taught her a very "valuable" lesson, making her fully realize that relationships between people are never decided by one person alone.

In Mrs. Xiang's mind, apart from her own biological daughter, all other women are "enemies" and must be fought.

Mother-in-law and daughter-in-law are natural enemies. If you can't control her, then one day your daughter-in-law will step on your head.

When faced with such a mindset, Yu Yan's attempts to reason with her were like casting pearls before swine; there was nothing to say.

Yu Yan said, "I feel it's quite difficult for her that she didn't ask me to serve her."

"What?"

Shao Min's eyes widened suddenly. "You're divorced from Xiang Jingheng, you're no longer her daughter-in-law, and she still wants to order you around?"

"Not this time."

Yu Yan brewed tea. "It happened before."

When she first returned to China, Mrs. Xiang once strained her back and had her housekeeper call her, asking her to come home and take care of her.

Without saying a word, Yu Yan hung up.

Shao Min, holding the tea, looked stunned. "Amazing."

Yu Yan was right this time.

Not long after Xiang Tai was diagnosed with the illness, she was hospitalized and lay in bed, barely alive. She said to Xiang Jingheng, "You are busy with work and don't know how to take care of people. Don't let this interfere with your work. Let Yu Yan come. She is the best at taking care of people."

Xiang Jingheng turned around abruptly, stared at his mother for a long time, and thought she had lost her memory.

"Mom, have you forgotten that Yu Yan and I are divorced?"

"I haven't forgotten. So what if we're divorced?"

Mrs. Xiang's face was pale, but she couldn't hide the spoiled look in her eyes. "At least half of my illness was caused by Yu Yan. Shouldn't she be taking care of me? Besides, she's Xiang Chu's mother after all..."

As she spoke, she suddenly remembered that Yu Yan was no longer Xiang Chu's mother, and her confidence waned.

"I don't care, I want to see her."

Mrs. Xiang acted arrogantly, saying, "Bring the person over here!"

Xiang Jingheng's attitude was cold and indifferent, revealing a sense of helplessness and speechlessness.

"Your son has no right to do this, and Yu Yan has no obligation to do it. You and Yu Yan are not related by blood. Even your own daughter won't come to take care of you, so you expect your ex-daughter-in-law to?"

After saying that, Mrs. Xiang started making a scene, crying and complaining that she was unlucky, her husband was unfaithful, and her children were unfilial.

"Whom have I worked so hard for my whole life?"

"For your own sake."

Xiang Chu spoke up from the side, her voice childish yet clear, "Grandma, when you married Grandpa, didn't you want to live a good life? It wasn't my dad and mom who forced you to marry Grandpa, was it?"

"..."

With just one sentence, he left Mrs. Xiang speechless, and she burst into tears again.

No matter how much she made a scene, Xiang Jingheng and Xiang Chu ignored her unreasonable demands. They could tolerate her tantrums, as it was their responsibility, but what did it have to do with Yu Yan?

The father and son had been confused for several years, but they finally came to their senses.

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There are two desks in the study.

One table faces the window, and the other faces the bookshelf; both tables have two computers on them.

Ever since Yu Yan was successfully recommended a custom keyboard by Nan Song, she has been hooked and has accumulated more and more keyboards, filling two cabinets.

Once you get the feel for it, inspiration will follow.

Yu Yan is currently rushing to finish a paper, and she's practically typing away at her keyboard.

Shao Muyan watched his wife type on the keyboard but couldn't hear any sound, so he leaned over and asked, "Is this keyboard silent?"

"right."

Yu Yan paused to rest her hands, took the hot milk Shao Muyan handed her, and explained to him, "I use the mechanical keyboard during the day when you're not home, and I use the silent keyboard at night so as not to disturb you."

"Shall I give it a try?" Shao Muyan looked at the colorful keyboard, suppressing his discomfort.

Yu Yan noticed and, suppressing a laugh, made room for him.

Shao Muyan opened a new document, typed a few lines, paused, and said, "Hmm... this feels really good."

“Right?” Yu Yan said, “Nan Song said it’s called the feeling of stepping in poop.”

"..."

Shao Muyan raised his hand, looking pale, and Yu Yan's loud laughter echoed from the study.

In the study next door, Xiang Chu pricked up her ears and asked Shao Yun, "Brother, what is Mom laughing about?"

"Do your homework."

Shao Yun said with a serious expression, "I'll check it in a bit."

"I'm writing, I'm writing, I'm writing very carefully." Xiang Chu lowered her head and continued to concentrate on her studies.

The next day, Shao Muyan received a gift.

"Keyboard?" Shao Muyan looked at Yu Yan: "For me?"

"Yes."

Yu Yan leaned against the desk, crossed her arms, and smiled, "Open it and take a look."

Shao Muyan opened a keyboard bag, inside which was a keyboard with a white and gray main color scheme, which looked much simpler and cleaner.

"Is it the same model as yesterday's?"

Shao Muyan recognized him at a glance.

Yu Yan nodded: "Yes, the feel is the same. This color wasn't available when I bought it before. I checked the official website yesterday and saw that a new model had been released, so I immediately ordered one for you. I didn't expect it to arrive so quickly."

She was about to plug in the keyboard for Shao Muyan when she turned her head and was kissed by him.

"Thank you, honey."

Third Master has a very sweet tongue.

He held on for a long time after the kiss started, until Yu Yan gently patted him to tell him to stop. She didn't want to play any more "study games" with him, especially since the two children were next door.

"I've also prepared a gift for you."

When Shao Muyan came back, he was carrying a rather long bag. Yu Yan thought it was some kind of packaged fish, but unexpectedly... it was also a keyboard.

"So much teamwork?"

The two looked at each other and laughed.

Yu Yan opened it and immediately covered her mouth in surprise, "Wow, I've been eyeing this purple evening star for so long, how did you get it?"

"I have a brilliant plan," Shao Muyan said, keeping everyone in suspense.

Yu Yan loved it so much that she couldn't wait to install and use the keyboard, completely ignoring Shao Muyan.

She was so engrossed in translating English documents into Chinese using her new keyboard that she lost herself in her studies and work, and time slipped away before she knew it. When she finally finished, she leaned back.

Turning her head, she realized that Shao Muyan had been watching her for quite some time without her noticing.

Yu Yan gave him a lazy smile and stretched out her arms. Shao Muyan walked over to her very readily and picked her up.

"The spring night is too short."

Shao Muyan whispered in her ear, "The children are asleep."