Jiang Yi was having a lively conversation with Da Ya when she suddenly heard a loud bang, as if the courtyard gate had been kicked open.

"Third brother, what are you doing? You scared me to death!"

Grandma Song's voice followed.

"Mom, where's Zhaodi?"

Why didn't you take her to the health center?

Yang Sanbao's voice reached Jiang Yi's ears.

Hearing Yang Sanbao's urgent voice startled Jiang Yi, who was pretending to be dead. Could it be that this man really didn't have any affair with Sun Meili?

"She wanted to die, why send her off?"

"They've already given him mung bean water. If he can live, he can live; if he can't, he'll die!"

Grandma Song wasn't worried at all. "Besides," she said, "your second sister-in-law said that Sun Meili is already pregnant. If Jiang Zhaodi doesn't make room for you, how are you going to marry Sun Meili?"

Old Mrs. Song muttered these words softly, but since she was standing right outside the storage room where Jiang Yi was lying, Jiang Yi heard them.

"Mom, what nonsense are you talking about?"

“I only know Sun Meili, we’ve barely exchanged a few words. That woman is no good. You’re usually so shrewd, how come you’re like this now… I’m not talking to you anymore. Where’s Zhao Di? I’ll take her to the clinic!”

"Furthermore, even if Zhao Di is gone, I will not marry another woman!"

Yang Sanbao shouted these words as if he were screaming.

Hearing this, Grandma Song was dumbfounded, and Jiang Yi inside the room was also dumbfounded.

She was busy planning how to fake her death, how to get a divorce, and how to successfully embark on a new life of freedom.

But now, damn it, this is a real blow to the head!

"Mom, where's Zhaodi?"

Why is nobody home?

"Third brother, third brother's wife is here..."

Li Chunhua finally came to her senses and pointed to the storage room for Yang Sanbao.

"Mom, you really are my mom!"

Knowing that his wife had been abandoned on the kang (a heated brick bed) in the storeroom by his own parents, how could Yang Sanbao not know what his mother was planning?

Yang Sanbao rushed into the storeroom as fast as he could.

Jiang Yi stopped pretending to be dead and sat leisurely on the kang, watching Yang Sanbao rush in.

"Zhao Di...?!"

Yang Sanbao, who rushed in, was dumbfounded when he saw Jiang Yi sitting on the kang (a heated brick bed).

But before Jiang Yi could speak, the man rushed forward and hugged her tightly.

"Let go!"

Jiang Yi instinctively let out a shout.

After she finished yelling, she realized something was wrong; she was now Jiang Zhaodi, not Jiang Yi.

However, this was truly a first for her, like a young woman getting married.

"I won't let go!"

"Zhao Di, let's live a good life together, okay?"

"I swear to you, I really have nothing to do with that Sun Meili!"

"If I'm lying, may I be struck by lightning!"

Yang Sanbao held Jiang Yi in his arms, speaking with deep sincerity and affection.

"Let me go first!"

Jiang Yi's mind is a bit of a mess right now.

This start was completely different from what she had imagined.

Damn, could it be that Jiang Zhaodi has really met a loyal man?

But that doesn't make sense!

Should I take psychology as an elective?

It seems, yes, I should study psychology and, incidentally, research what men and women of different eras are thinking.

She has a serious generation gap with them!

"I'll let you go, but you have to promise not to do anything rash again!"

Yang Sanbao spoke earnestly.

Jiang Yi agreed.

However, this man actually made her swear that if she lied, she would never have a son in her life, never.

Holy crap!

Hearing Yang Sanbao's words, Jiang Yi really wanted to punch him.