A woman dressed in fine clothes rushed in, her face flushed from running so fast.

Upon entering the room, the woman's eyes eagerly scanned her surroundings.

The image quickly settled on Zhen Ruoan on the bed.

The woman's eyes immediately reddened, and she choked out a cry:

"An'an, Mother is here."

Zhen Ruoan lowered her head reflexively, too ashamed to look at her mother.

Madam Zhen rushed over and demanded, "Why didn't you tell your mother about something as important as giving birth!"

She raised her hand, somewhat angrily, as if to slap her on the back, but the slap turned into a hug.

"Why didn't you tell your mother! You'll suffer so much if your mother isn't there for you! You silly child."

Madam Zhen held Zhen Ruo'an in her arms and wept bitterly.

Mu Ting walked into the house, with Zhen Chang'an beside him, looking nervous.

Upon learning that the little dumpling had come to Zhen Ruoan's house, Mu Tingzheng immediately sent someone to inform Zhen Chang'an and his wife.

They had been riding at breakneck speed and had only just arrived.

As soon as Zhen Chang'an entered the room, he smelled a strong stench of blood. When he saw the large bloodstains on the bed, tears welled up in his eyes.

When the little dumpling saw his father coming, he excitedly ran to his side.

She raised her little face and said eagerly:

"Father, Father, I just saved Sister Zhen and gave her mother-in-law a good beating."

The little boy tugged at Mu Tingzheng's hand and shook it back and forth, recounting what had just happened with a hint of pride.

Mu Ting was terrified as he listened, and at the same time, he was amazed that his daughter had such abilities.

As Zhen Chang'an listened, his anger grew stronger and stronger, and he glared at Fu Jiangniang.

This old woman actually wanted to cut open her abdomen to take her child, completely disregarding Ruo'an's life.

Zhen Chang'an clenched his fists in anger, but when he thought of how Zhen Ruo'an had disregarded her father-daughter relationship and insisted on marrying Fu Jiang, he held back his anger.

This was the path she chose herself, and she once said that whether she lived or died was none of his business.

Then why should he feel indignant on her behalf?

Zhen Chang'an was filled with mixed emotions and stubbornly turned away from Zhen Ruo'an.

The little dumpling could tell from Zhen Chang'an's expression that he was angry with Zhen Ruo'an.

The little girl thought that since Uncle Zhen came to see Sister Zhen, he must still care about her. Perhaps this would be an opportunity for the father and daughter to reconcile.

The little dumpling thought for a moment, then walked up to Zhen Ruoan and whispered, "Sister, your father is here too. He's over there."

When Zhen Ruoan heard that her father had arrived, she quickly wiped away her tears and looked up anxiously.

But when she saw him standing with his back to her, she felt a pang of sadness.

It seems that Father still refuses to forgive her.

Seeing that there was still a rift between the father and daughter, and remembering that she had brought someone with her, Madam Zhen quickly called out to the door, "Bring that scoundrel over here."

The key to resolving the conflict between the father and daughter lies with that person.

Two servants immediately carried the drunk Fu Jiang in and threw him on the ground without any courtesy.

Fu Jiang, still dazed, shouted, "Damn it, who dares to throw me!"

"Where are my little beauties? Where have they all gone? Hurry up and come serve me."

Fu Jiang's mother quickly stepped forward to help her son up, saying with heartache, "My son, are you hurt? How could you people be so rough with him!"

"Little beauty? What is he saying?" Zhen Ruoan asked, both angry and confused, after hearing her husband's lewd words.

Madam Zhen glared at Fu Jiang fiercely.

"An'an, do you know where we found him?"

Zhen Ruoan: "He said this morning that he was going to the market to help people butcher cattle."

"Pah!" Madam Zhen spat. "Where did he go to the market? He went to a brothel to drink and have fun. When your father and I found him, he was surrounded by several prostitutes making merry!"

What? Zhen Ruoan felt as if she had been punched hard in the heart.

She endured the agonizing pain of childbirth, while the child's father was out drinking and having fun!

Great! This is the good man she married!

Zhen Ruoan was furious and regretted her past blindness. She slapped herself twice.

Madam Zhen immediately took her hand with heartache.

"An'an, what are you going to do next?"

Madam Zhen looked at her with anticipation.

Zhen Ruoan looked at Fu Jiang and his mother; in truth, she had already given up on the two of them.

But she was also worried about the children and the kindness they had shown her in saving her life.

"Mother, I... they did save me after all, otherwise I would have been devoured alive by that cheetah!" Zhen Ruoan said with difficulty.

The Fairy of the Lucky Fruit, who had been clinging to the little dumpling's feet, scoffed disdainfully.

The fairy Fulingguo whispered to the little dumpling, "I'll tell you a secret, they're all lying to your sister Zhen."

Upon hearing this, the little dumpling quickly grabbed the Fairy of the Blessed Fruit.

"Little radish head, what did you mean by what you just said?"

Fuling Fruit Fairy pouted, "When there's trouble, it's Radish Fairy; when there's no trouble, it's Little Radish Head, right?"

Fu Lingguo Fairy: "I happened to see them rescue Zhen Ruoan that day. Actually, they deliberately lured the cheetah to Zhen Ruoan's side, and then just as the cheetah was about to bite off her neck, Fu Jiang suddenly appeared and saved her."

"These two had planned this all along. They had their eyes on Zhen Ruoan's family background and deliberately plotted to make her fall in love with Fu Jiang."

The little dumpling blinked in surprise, completely unexpected that things would turn out this way.

She then asked the Fairy of the Blessed Fruit, "Why didn't you say so earlier? Then Sister Zhen wouldn't have married him."

The Fairy of Fortune Fruit patted the little dumpling's head.

"Are you stupid? I'm a spirit fruit! Are you going to expose myself to people and wait for them to eat me?"

"Besides, do you think they would have believed a radish spirit like me back then?"

The little dumpling nodded as if she understood, but then she shook her head and said:

"Why wouldn't I believe you? I will believe you!"

The Fairy of Fortune Fruit was quite satisfied with the little dumpling's words, "Yes, you are different from them."

"That's why I'm willing to appear in front of you and tell you these things."

After hearing the explanation from the Fairy of the Blessed Fruit, the little dumpling immediately recounted how Fu Jiang and his mother had plotted against Zhen Ruo'an.

Upon hearing this, Fu Jiangniang's face turned panicked, but she still tried to argue, "Nonsense, you're framing my daughter and me."

But Fu Jiang, drunk, didn't try to hide it. He slurred, "I can't believe it!"

"Yes, I only married her because she's a rich heiress. Otherwise, I wouldn't have wanted to marry her."

"That woman is easy to fool. With a little trick, she was determined to marry me."

"Unfortunately, her father was a tough nut to crack. He broke off their father-daughter relationship in a fit of anger, which prevented me from making any money."

"But she's still a woman, and as long as she can have children, she's not completely useless. Otherwise, I would have thrown her away long ago!"

Fu Jiang blurted out everything he had been keeping to himself, a mocking smile on his face.

Zhen Ruoan looked coldly at Fu Jiang, extinguishing the last trace of affection she had for him.

When Madam Zhen heard him speak of her daughter in such a way, she was so angry that she slapped him several times.

"Pah! What a piece of trash! Don't you even know what kind of toad you are!"

"My daughter is a perfect match for you. Even if you go through eight roundabouts, you still dare to look down on her!"

"As long as she can still have children! Is my daughter your breeding machine? You shameless thing."

Madam Zhen was usually dignified and virtuous, but when her daughter was bullied, she couldn't care less about anything else. She started hitting Fu Jiang while cursing loudly.

When Fu Jiangniang saw her son being beaten, she rolled up her sleeves and tried to stop Madam Zhen.

Seeing this, the little boy immediately picked up a bamboo stick from the ground and hit Fu Jiang's mother on the arm.

A thick welt appeared on Fu Jiangniang's arm as she glared angrily at the little dumpling.

Her son wasn't there just now, but he's back now. Can she still tolerate this?

Seeing that Fu Jiangniang looked like she wanted to retaliate, Mu Ting walked up to the little dumpling. He didn't make a move, but simply handed the shuriken to the little dumpling.

"Tuanzi, take the sword. If this old woman dares to touch you, stab her."

"With Dad around, I'll stab him hard!"

The little dumpling was holding a sword for the first time and wasn't very skilled. He lost his grip and swung the sword around haphazardly a few times.

Several flashes of silver light appeared in front of Fu Jiangniang, startling her so much that she dared not move, fearing that a mark would suddenly appear on her body!

"I...I...I won't do it again! You...you, you hold on tight!"

Madam Zhen's hand went numb from slapping before she finally stopped.

Fu Jiang's face was swollen like a pig's head at this moment.

Zhen Chang'an turned around, his gaze steady as he looked at Zhen Ruo'an, and slowly said:

"Everyone is trying to help you, but your life is in your own hands. What you do next is up to you."

The little dumpling also looked at Zhen Ruoan.

What's the point of staying in a house like this?

Feeling the expectant gazes of everyone, Zhen Ruoan looked down at the child in her arms for a long time before raising her head and speaking to everyone with a firm look in her eyes.