Chapter 68 Mommy's Here
Jiang Shiyuan was very confused.
If it's unnecessary, why not just reply via text message? Why insist on adding each other on WeChat?
Could it be that he wants her to pay, but is afraid that it would seem petty for a grown man to ask for money, so adding her on WeChat is a way of implying that she should send him money?
Ah, I get it!
She has incredibly high emotional intelligence!
So she replied: "Mr. Fu, you don't need to be embarrassed. One thing at a time. My son did something wrong, and as his mother, it's my duty to take responsibility. How much?"
I have so many clothes like this that I can't even count them all. Even if they're not dirty, I rarely wear them a second time.
So, you really don't need to.
Jiang Shiyuan pursed her lips.
She remembered that Xie Jinghuai was the same way. If he wore haute couture to an event and accidentally got a speck of dust on the hem of his trousers, he would never touch the clothes again, no matter how expensive they were.
Actually, she didn't like this behavior, and she didn't understand how waste was equivalent to nobility in the eyes of these upper-class people.
Therefore, she was destined to be unable to integrate into Xie Jinghuai's circle because their values were incompatible.
Like Fu Chenzhou, probably the same.
Just as Jiang Shiyuan was pondering, Fu Chenzhou sent her a photo.
She clicked on it casually and couldn't help but smile knowingly.
In the photo, Banban is holding a Hu Ke doll with her left arm and a toy car with her right hand, her smile bright and radiant.
Fu Chenzhou: [Not bad.]
Jiang Shiyuan: [Thank you for the compliment.]
Fu Chenzhou: [Thank you, Aunt Jiang.]
Jiang Shiyuan: "...?"
Fu Chenzhou: [Let me explain in general terms.]
Jiang Shiyuan was both amused and exasperated, realizing that speaking in a breathy manner could lead to misunderstandings.
Then, Fu Chenzhou stopped replying.
Jiang Shiyuan put down her phone, picked up the little rabbit Judy from the sofa, and stroked it repeatedly, looking at it with delight.
When she was a child, her mother was strict with her. In addition to urging her to study hard, she made her do some complicated and delicate handicrafts and even made her try to put together disassembled mechanical models.
The dolls and figurines that girls like are things their mothers won't buy for them.
Back then, she longed for it but never had it. Now that she's grown up and has the ability to repay her childhood debts, she's passed the age when she needed them most.
It's a regret in the end.
But she didn't resent her mother. She knew that her mother was teaching her how to make a living.
Jiang Shiyuan hugged the little rabbit, lay down on the sofa, and fell asleep without realizing it.
*
The next day.
After getting up, Jiang Shiyuan washed up, ate breakfast, and then headed to her studio, intending to spend the entire day there, immersing herself in academic research.
On her way to the studio, she casually scrolled through her WeChat Moments.
Suddenly, her fingertips paused—
Fu Chenzhou posted four photos of Banban's birthday celebration yesterday. The photos only showed the boy's lively and cute smiling face; he was not in the pictures.
Jiang Shiyuan's face is not shown, but her shadow can be seen in every photo.
Either her hand or her shoulder is in the picture.
In short, every picture implies that Banban has not only Fu Chenzhou by her side, but also another woman.
Underneath this post on WeChat Moments was a reply from Fu Chenzhou to someone unknown:
You're overthinking it. This isn't your average stepmother. I'm still single.
Jiang Shiyuan instantly understood; someone must have misunderstood her relationship with Fu Chenzhou.
His public response in the comments section increased Jiang Shiyuan's positive impression of him.
But Fu Chenzhou said he is still alone...
This shows that he didn't have any rumored boyfriends at all; the person he truly missed was still Banban's mother.
For some reason, Jiang Shiyuan felt a pang of envy for the woman he had never met.
After all, in her life, true love was like a ghost—she'd heard of it, but never seen it.
When Jiang Shiyuan finished her work and looked out the window, night had already fallen.
She suddenly felt very hungry and got up to go to the kitchen to cook some noodles when her phone rang.
It was Butler Ning calling.
The phone rang several times in a row before Jiang Shiyuan finally answered it:
"Butler Ning, is there anything I can help you with?"
Butler Ning was extremely anxious. "Young Madam, please return to Guanlan Garden immediately! The young master is ill!"
A mother's heart is connected to her child's, and Jiang Shiyuan's heart tightened uncontrollably, but she only asked calmly:
What's wrong with him?
"The young master woke up this morning complaining of feeling unwell and didn't go to school. By evening, he had developed a fever and was also complaining of chest tightness and a persistent cough!"
Jiang Shiyuan clenched her fist, her voice low and flat:
"It's an asthma attack. The medicine is in the second drawer by the bed in the bedroom. I'd appreciate it if you could take good care of it, Butler Ning."
"Young Madam, aren't you going to come back and see the young master?"
"No, thank you."
Jiang Shiyuan steeled her resolve and said, "You should contact his father first. Besides, I don't think Tongtong would really want to see me."
"Young Madam, what are you saying! Could it be that you resent the eldest young master because of the unpleasant incident at the old house last time, and are taking it out on the young master? He's just a five-year-old child, an innocent child!"
Butler Ning was genuinely worried about Tongtong, and at this moment she couldn't care less about class distinctions. "Besides, what child doesn't want to see their mother? A couple of days ago, when I went to the young master's room to take care of him, I even heard him talking in his sleep, calling for his mother!"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Shiyuan pictured Tongtong lying in bed, pale and coughing painfully.
She struggled to breathe, and her hardened heart softened a little more.
"If you really don't want to see the eldest young master, you can come and stay with the young master until the eldest young master returns. It's not too late for you to leave then!"
...
Finally, Jiang Shiyuan drove back to Guanlanyuan as fast as he could.
The mistress of the house hadn't been back for a while, and her sudden appearance startled the servants.
"Where is the young master?" Jiang Shiyuan asked breathlessly, clearly having arrived in a hurry.
The maid's eyes flickered. "She's in the bedroom upstairs."
"Where is Butler Ning?"
"Yes, she's here and taking care of the young master."
Without saying a word, Jiang Shiyuan turned and headed upstairs, but the maid suddenly called out to her:
"Mrs!"
She paused. "What's wrong?"
The maid looked flustered and stammered, "N-nothing..."
Jiang Shiyuan didn't think much of it and ran up the stairs in twos and threes, heading towards Tongtong's room with practiced ease.
The door to the children's room was ajar, letting in a pale yellow light.
As soon as Jiang Shiyuan reached the door, she heard Madam Xie's anxious voice coming from inside, and her pupils suddenly contracted!
"Dr. He, what's wrong with my grandson's illness? He was stable a while ago, so why is it relapsed again?!"
"The young master's breathing is not smooth, and the stagnation of qi and blood has affected his respiratory system, triggering asthma. The child's fever symptoms are probably also due to this."
"Imbalanced breathing, stagnant blood and qi? How could this be?" This voice belonged to Lin Zhixin.
She actually came with Madam Xie, even arriving a step ahead of Jiang Shiyuan.
Dr. He: "It's most likely due to excessive emotional fluctuations and anger. Has anyone upset the young master?"
Madam Xie was furious. "Who is so blind as to mess with my only grandson! I will never let him get away with this!"
"Aunt Xie, it seems like it was yesterday... never mind." Lin Zhixin hesitated before continuing.
Madam Xie urged impatiently, "What happened yesterday? Tell me!"
"Yesterday, Tongtong got very angry because his older sister didn't pick him up from school and instead went to celebrate someone else's child's birthday. He argued with his sister about it."
Lin Zhixin gently comforted her, "But I think there must be a misunderstanding. My sister isn't the kind of person who doesn't care about children."
Madam Xie gritted her teeth, "Jiang Shiyuan...it's Jiang Shiyuan again! I really don't know what sins our Xie family has committed to run into such a vixen and a shameless woman!"
Before she could finish speaking, Tongtong, who was delirious with fever, suddenly twisted her body in discomfort and began to cry and whimper:
"Mommy...Mommy...Mommy, hug me!"
"Don't be afraid, Tongtong, Mommy's here."
Lin Zhixin quickly bent down, hugged Tongtong in her arms, and gently coaxed her, "Sleep well, Mommy is watching over you."
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