It was already dawn when Tianbao finished his IV drip. Shuyan yawned slightly, glanced at the energetic Fang Zeyu, and felt a little envious.

"Should we eat breakfast outside or go back inside?" Shu Yan asked Fang Zeyu.

Fang Zeyu paused for a moment, his heart stirred slightly, and finally said, "Let's eat out. I'll take you home after we finish."

Fang Zeyu was about to drive when Shu Yan took Tianbao from him and woke him up. He had been feeling dizzy all night and had only just seen Fang Zeyu.

"Uncle Fang." Tianbao smiled innocently when she saw Fang Zeyu.

"You're awake. Are you still feeling unwell?" Fang Zeyu gently rubbed Tianbao's head.

"I don't feel bad anymore."

After a quick breakfast, Fang Zeyu stopped at a corner in the neighborhood. "I'll drop you off here. Call me if you need anything later."

"Don't you want to come up and sit for a while?" Shu Yan looked at Fang Zeyu.

"No, you haven't slept all night, go back and rest." Fang Zeyu didn't get out of the car, urging Shu Yan to go home quickly.

Shu Yan knew that Fang Zeyu was afraid someone would see them. She felt extremely sad. Holding the child, she got out of the car. Shu Yan looked back at the departing car. She couldn't delay any longer; it wasn't fair to Fang Zeyu.

She needed to think carefully about just how much she liked Fang Zeyu. Was it because he gave her a sense of security that she was attracted to him? Or was it because she was moved by his story and influenced by her hero complex? She needed to sort out her feelings, put everything else aside, and only talk about her feelings. If she liked him to the point of wanting to spend the rest of her life with him, then she would overcome all difficulties and be with him.

If she truly loved him that much, Shu Yan would be willing to compromise and move to a place where no one knew Fang Zeyu. The reason she chose this place in the first place was because she was most familiar with it. Now that she had established herself in Nancheng, she could go anywhere; she didn't necessarily have to stay here.

Hu Ruixue had mentioned it to her several times, suggesting that she transfer Jingjing to Nanshan Elementary School and send Tianbao directly to Nanshan Kindergarten. This elementary and kindergarten may not be well-known, but it is actually a prestigious kindergarten and elementary school, as well as a junior high and high school.

The annual tuition is 100,000 yuan. Back in the 1990s, 100,000 yuan was more than the entire annual income of an average family. This school's tuition was 100,000 yuan, and it wasn't just about having money to get in. You needed three parents of current students to vouch for you to be admitted. They implemented bilingual education from kindergarten, and it was genuine bilingual education, unlike the half-hearted bilingual education that Tianbao has now. Not to mention the quality of the teachers, the teachers in the extracurricular classes are all award winners. Each student has to choose one main interest, and other extracurricular classes are also available, as long as you have the energy. In addition, the school's recreational facilities are also very complete.

Shu Yan hesitated. Such a school was certainly good, but would it put a lot of pressure on her child?

Hu Ruixue told her this at the time: "What is pressure? When you walk through the gates of university and find that others are more outstanding than you, that is real pressure. Besides, the pressure at that school is not very high. It still emphasizes the balance between work and rest. In fact, the most important purpose of letting the two children choose this school is to make friends. The friends you make in your student days are different from the friends you make after you enter society. These are all resources for the children's future. Otherwise, why would we have founded this school?"

These words lingered in Shu Yan's mind for a long time, or rather, she was already tempted, so moving didn't matter to her.

"Mom, why doesn't Uncle Fang take us home?" Tianbao suddenly asked.

Shu Yan snapped out of her reverie. "He's going to work. Does his head still hurt? Is he hungry?"

Tianbao had no appetite at all when he was eating breakfast.

"I want to eat the noodles Mom makes," Tianbao said sweetly.

"Okay. Mom will make it for you."

When I got home, I saw my aunt making breakfast.

"Oh, you're finally back." Auntie wiped her hands and quickly took Tianbao from her. "You know, I didn't ask for leave at the right time. It just so happened that Tianbao was sick. My poor Tianbao, are you still feeling unwell?"

"She had an IV drip and the fever went down. But she still has a bit of a cold. I'll call their school to ask for leave later. Why are you back so early?" It was her aunt's daughter's birthday, and she had specially taken leave to go and celebrate with her daughter. Shu Yan even brought a big cake.

"My daughter went to school, and I came back since I had nothing else to do." The aunt carried Tianbao back into the house and came out to continue making breakfast. "You must be starving. The porridge is ready, I'll serve it to you."

"No need, I ate breakfast outside. Tianbao just said he wanted to eat the noodles I make, so I'll make him a bowl."

“Perfect timing, I’ve already kneaded the dough, it’ll be ready to use in a bit,” Auntie said.

Shu Yan went back to her room to shower and change her clothes. She smelled of disinfectant, which was unpleasant.

I cooked noodles for Tianbao, and Jingjing got up too, so she could eat as well. It had been a long time since she had noodles made by Shuyan, and the two little ones ate with great relish.

"If you like it, just tell Mom, and Mom will make it for you when she's home." Shu Yan felt that her cooking skills were no match for her aunt's; maybe the children just thought their mother's cooking was better.

Having not slept all night, Shu Yan felt her head was still fuzzy. Her aunt went to take the two children to school, and she went back to her room to sleep.

I slept until noon. When I woke up, my aunt said we'd received several phone calls. I checked and found calls from Hu Ruixue and Zhang Huaxiu. I guess they were asking why she hadn't gone to the company or the shop.

First, I called Hu Ruixue. "Tianbao had a high fever yesterday, so I took him to the hospital for an IV drip. We didn't get back until dawn, so he won't be coming to the company today."

"I was just about to invite you to my house for dinner today. Tianbao is sick, so he should stay home and rest. You can stay home and keep him company."

After hanging up, he called Zhang Huaxiu back.

"Boss lady, the landlord came to see you today. I asked him what he wanted, but he didn't say anything. He just told me to call you and go to the shop when you arrive."

The landlord? Shu Yan couldn't understand why she needed to go see him; the rent wasn't due yet!

"I understand. I'll go find him at the store later. Is there anything else at the store?"

"It's okay, the store is the same as before."

Just as Shu Yan was about to hang up, she suddenly remembered what Zhang Ma had said yesterday about Wu Xiuyue being involved in various events, so she asked, "I heard from your mother that your sister-in-law has been involved in various events. What's going on?"

Upon hearing this question, Zhang Huaxiu let out a long sigh.

Wu Xiuyue's store initially followed Shu Yan's plan to go the high-end route, with a shirt priced at around fifty to one hundred yuan. This price is definitely considered high now, but the profit is also high. Selling seven or eight, or ten or so pieces of clothing a day, she could earn about ten thousand yuan a month, which is definitely a high income.

The event was planned by Shu Yan and Zhang Huaxiu together. They could sell about 2,000 yuan worth of items a day. Of course, they wouldn't sell that much after the event ended. Selling 600 or 700 a day was considered good. But after witnessing the power of the event, Wu Xiuyue felt a sense of loss and started organizing events every now and then.

At first, the results were quite good, but as the number of promotions increased, people in the area learned that the store was always having promotions, and its image suddenly dropped. Later, those people started bargaining with Wu Xiuyue. At first, Wu Xiuyue listened to Shu Yan and didn't charge a penny less, but after losing a few customers, she started to feel the pinch.

She negotiated the price down, but she could still make a lot of money, so why not sell? She could sell it to the next customer who came to negotiate the price. Once it happened, it would happen again, and so on. Gradually, this rule was broken, and people around her knew that she could negotiate the price here, which lowered the class of the place considerably.

As a result, high-end customers naturally stopped coming, while the store attracted people who wanted high-quality clothes but were looking for bargains. These bargainers haggled fiercely, naturally lowering Wu Xiuyue's profit margin. So, when she went to buy new clothes, she would source items of a lower quality, creating a vicious cycle, and her clothing store became a discount store.

"So she's doing activities every day now?" Shu Yan asked, somewhat incredulously.

“Yes, I’ve told her so many times, but she just won’t listen. She says she’s incredibly busy right now, but doesn’t she ever think about it? She’s busy from morning till night, working more than ten hours a day. It’s bustling, but the sales are only six or seven hundred yuan. The profit might not even be as high as before. What is she after?” Zhang Huaxiu was completely baffled.

What was the point? Shu Yan had no idea; she just felt it was a waste of such a good shop.

"I understand." As a friend, Shu Yan had done her duty. How the store turned out was Wu Xiuyue's own business. If she said anything, Wu Xiuyue might blame her for being nosy. Anyway, she wouldn't interfere anymore, lest Wu Xiuyue blame her if the store went bankrupt in the end.

Wu Xiuyue has a broad perspective; perhaps this kind of shop is better suited for her.

Tianbao is much better now. His aunt is doing laundry, Shuyan is sleeping, and he is playing with his toys alone in his room.

"Mom, was it Uncle Fang who hugged me last night?"

"Yes, what's wrong?" Shu Yan sat down next to Tian Bao.

"Mom, is Uncle Fang pursuing you?"

"Cough cough." Shu Yan almost choked on her own saliva. "What do you mean by chasing or not chasing? Where did you get that idea?"

Tianbao rolled his eyes. "You adults always think that we kids don't understand anything, but actually we know everything. My deskmate's dad is pursuing our teacher, and my deskmate even asked me to come up with ideas to help his dad pursue the teacher."

Shu Yan was speechless for a moment, "No...no, your classmate's father, what about his mother?"

"Of course he ran away," Tianbao said nonchalantly. "His grandma said his mom ran away because she thought his dad was poor. But his dad really didn't have any money before. Later, the government took over his dad's business, and his family became very rich. Dudu wears designer clothes every day and has lots of foreign snacks."

"You even know about designer brands?" Shu Yan herself works in the clothing industry, so of course she wouldn't buy designer brands from shopping malls. She would go to wholesale markets to find clothes with good value for money.

"Mom, you're not allowed to look down on me," Tianbao said, pouting.

"Alright, alright, I won't underestimate you. So, did your Dudu's dad manage to win over the teacher?"

"Dudu said it should be soon. When Teacher Liu becomes his new mother, he will take care of me and let me get lots of little red flowers every day." Tianbao proudly raised his head.

Shu Yan suppressed a laugh, "That amazing?"

"Yes." Tianbao suddenly asked again, "Will Uncle Fang be my new dad?"

This time, Shu Yan didn't rush to deny it. Instead, she asked, "If Mom finds you a new dad, would you agree?"

"If it's Uncle Fang, then that's fine."

"Why?" Shu Yan found it strange, as Fang Zeyu didn't spend much time with the two children.

"Because Uncle Fang has a scar on his face, he looks particularly fierce. If anyone dares to bully me, Uncle Fang just needs to stand there and he'll make sure no one dares to touch me."

Shu Yan was speechless again. She really didn't expect that what won Tianbao over was not Fang Zeyu's strength and deception, but the scar on his face.