For a period of time afterward, Lin Qisheng seemed to be completely infatuated with Li Nan, because Li Nan was becoming more and more similar to Xia An'an. He would even take Li Nan back to their old university and tell her their past stories day after day.

It was as if the dead had come back to life.

Since Xia An'an's death, Lin Qisheng has been searching for her, constantly looking for a substitute, until he finally found one now.

He even turned down everything, handing over the Lin family's main job to Lin Chen for the first time, just so he could have more time to spend with Li Nan and reminisce about his past with Xia An'an.

—Although in Ruan Qing'an's opinion, the deceased Xia An'an probably only wanted to punch Lin Qisheng twice.

Not only that, Lin Qisheng began to prepare for the wedding.

As for Nguyen Thanh An, the woman who was originally called "Madam" in the manor, she became invisible and inconspicuous.

...

In the early morning, Ruan Qing'an leisurely watered the flowers on the balcony by the window. Looking at the delicate and vibrant petals, she squinted her eyes with delight: "They're growing very well."

037: [It feels like our ancestors have retired early.]

"Because it's almost over."

Ruan Qing'an chuckled: "Li Nan has already started playing Xia An'an based on the information I gave her. They look similar, and as long as their personalities and habits are the same, I'm not afraid that Lin Qisheng won't lose his mind."

"Lin Qisheng has always been a madman, prone to outbursts of madness, and Xia An'an is clearly the source of his madness. This deceased 'white moonlight,' even if in my opinion it was just Lin Qisheng's hypocritical affection, and even if he orchestrated Xia An'an's death, but—"

She paused, then said, "Xia An'an has become Lin Qisheng's obsession. This is Lin Qisheng's biggest weakness. He can't control his emotions, just like when he hit me. It's all because he lost control of his emotions."

037: [But Lin Qisheng looked so scary back then...]

Upon hearing this, Ruan Qing'an raised her eyebrows slightly, a contemptuous smile in her leaden eyes: "No, no matter how frightening it is, it can only mean one thing—he will lose control because of Xia An'an."

"No matter how frightening it is, it is Lin Qisheng's most fatal weakness."

As Ruan Qing'an spoke, he stopped watering the flowerpot, picked it up and looked at it, saying, "Hmm... maybe I could dig up some nutrient soil from the courtyard, and it might grow better?"

Acting swiftly, Nguyen Thanh An, who has entered retirement life ahead of schedule, finds peace amidst the raging storm.

Because of Lin Qisheng's wedding arrangements, the old butler of the manor had been decorating the manor for a long time, and many servants had also decorated it according to the standards of a wedding room—although the wedding room was a bit too big.

As for the wedding location...

Li Nan is Chinese and wanted the event to take place in China, and Lin Qisheng, blinded by lust, readily agreed.

Just then, Ruan Qingan carried a flowerpot in one hand and walked into the courtyard. As he walked along the pebble path, he saw two servants slacking off at a corner not far away. They had been very busy lately.

We're taking a break from our busy schedules to chat about gossip.

The servants naturally loved to talk about their master's affairs, especially since Lin Qisheng did indeed have many flaws.

"Damn it, the housekeeper is a real scoundrel, he's worked me to death."

"There was nothing I could do. The wedding date was fast approaching, and my husband was also pressuring the housekeeper. I happened to overhear it when I went to clean the living room last time."

Hearing this, the man who had spoken earlier was even more astonished: "Rich people just know how to have fun. They're making such a fuss over so many people, just to please the new guy, right? But if you ask me, it won't be long before the next one comes, and all our efforts will be for nothing."

"That's right. I was trying to please the previous one, but in the blink of an eye, I fell out of favor and had to call her the next lady."

lady?

Ruan Qing'an raised an eyebrow slightly, it seemed that Li Nan had done a good job, and had Lin Qisheng completely bewildered.

—The return of the deceased beloved is so exciting!

Ruan Qing'an had no interest in listening to the other gossip. He carried his flowerpot and walked out through the back path. When the footsteps reached him, the two servants stopped talking.

The person in question appeared right in front of me, making me extremely embarrassed.

But Ruan Qingan didn't care. Instead, he squatted down and dug nutrient soil into his small flowerpot, getting his hands all dirty.

A maid who witnessed this scene laughed out loud: "You know, the rich really know how to have fun. I've never seen the ex-wife do something like this before. Isn't this what people like us do?"

"Ahem, don't talk nonsense."

"What nonsense are you talking about? What are you afraid of? After the master left, even the madam is the new one. It's already a miracle that she's still here. Do you expect us to serve her?"

The servant chuckled, feeling immense satisfaction at seeing someone he used to have to fawn over now sharing the same joy as him.

The maid next to him tugged at his sleeve: "Let's go, lest the housekeeper comes looking for us. Don't say anything more."

"Okay, okay, I got it."

With that, they left through the path behind Nguyen Thanh An.

Ruan Qing'an, who was squatting and digging, still showed no reaction on her face, but just as the person was about to walk past, she twirled the small shovel in her hand and threw it accurately at the servant's feet.

The next moment—

"ah!"

The maid tripped and fell flat on her face.

Seeing this, Ruan Qing'an didn't say anything, but simply picked up his small flowerpot filled with nutrient soil, turned around and left, but just then—

The maid, whose face was covered in dirt from falling into the ground, stopped her: "Stop! Don't you know where the hell you put your things?!"

"Stop yelling, you—"

"Don't hold me back! Damn it, without her husband's protection, what is she? She'll be kicked out after the wedding!"

The maid was clearly furious, muttering curses and swearing.

Ruan Qing'an paused in his steps, holding the flowerpot, and was about to speak when a voice suddenly came from behind him.

"What if I were there to protect you?"