But Fu Yao harbored endless resentment. No wonder, the sudden concern and the unexpected gift of the house were all because she had invited Song Xingyao home.
Why did Song Xingyao steal her man, and now she wants to steal her family too?
I can still picture Wu Mu's reluctant expression when I saw them off.
To mistake a complete stranger for one's own daughter—no wonder she has a hard time recovering, considering that one has lived by her side for nearly twenty years.
She never fulfilled her duties as a mother.
On the contrary, because of Wu Mu's mental disability, she was ridiculed by the children at school.
However, she was outwardly obedient and sensible, so she couldn't show any dislike and had to pretend to be filial.
She witnessed Wu Mu's suicide attempt firsthand. Many people came to her house, and it was the first time she had seen her father in front of her, his eyes red.
Many others came whose names I didn't know; some expressed regret, some sympathy, and some sadness.
But at that time, all she could think about was that if she died, then no one at school would ever say that she had a mentally ill mother again.
Fu Yao heard Fu Quan say, "No matter what, your mother and I will not have any more children of our own, so the Fu family will still have to rely on you from now on."
These words truly dispelled much of the resentment in her heart. Faced with such a vast family fortune, who wouldn't be tempted?
But she remained very polite, feigning anger, "Dad! What are you saying! You're still young!"
Fu Quan didn't say anything, he just patted her head and left the study.
Meanwhile, Fu Siming and his wife drove home and noticed that she didn't seem to care about Fu Yao's comment about her brother-in-law, nor did she bring it up herself.
But Song Xingyao was in a daze the whole time, and it was unclear what she was thinking.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
"Hmm... I was thinking about Aunt Wu. Her delusions seem to be quite severe."
Fu Siming then remembered that Song Xingyao studied psychology in college and did know some of these things.
Then I heard her continue, “I know a professor who might be able to help, but… he has such a strange temper… um… I’m worried he won’t agree.”
Seeing that her brows were furrowing as she spoke, Fu Siming wanted to reach out and smooth them out for her, but for her safety, he gave up the idea.
"The Fu family can find any doctor they need, so don't worry about it."
"...No, that teacher is exceptionally talented. I heard he used to practice psychiatry, but something happened in his family, so he had to close his clinic and was then specially appointed as a professor at Jiangcheng University."
Knowing that once this woman sets her mind on something, she won't give up so easily, he let her think about it.
But she didn't even realize when the car had arrived home until Fu Siming opened the car door, at which point she made no further move.
But she was suddenly picked up and quickly clung to his neck.
Knowing she had neglected the man the whole way, she snuggled into his arms and rubbed against his neck and chin like a cat, her hair tickling him.
Because of the various ups and downs that happened recently, Song Xingyao still dared to "act recklessly" in the man's arms. In the end, she was naturally given a good talking-to by him before she calmed down.
My brain was too tired to think, and I fell into a deep sleep.
Gradually, the ground in Jiangcheng began to be covered with white frost, and Song Xingyao became increasingly reluctant to move.
The road was lined with bare tree trunks, but the crowds visiting Haiyan were bustling and lively.
First, Qiao Yiming, who had been ordered to rest along with others, brought a gift and said he had come to visit his new neighbor.
Actually, Grandpa Qiao lived in another building in this community called Haiqing, but she always thought this place was incredibly boring. Only her old man was used to it and refused to come no matter what.
But ever since she found out that Song Xingyao lived here, she has been coming over all the time. In fact, these days, she has been staying here under the guise of keeping Old Master Qiao company.
The old man was also happy. Although Qiao Yiming was not calm and made a fuss, he always brought joy to people.
So she would come over and bother me from time to time during this period, and even Qi's mother thought she was lively, cute, and likable.
It was getting late, and Fu Siming couldn't stand it anymore, so he sent a message to Qiao Yiyang.
The next second, Monk Brother's call disappeared from Qiao Yiming's phone, and he had no choice but to slink home.
Then there's Pinglan, who rarely comes down from the mountain. Ever since Jiang Man visited her last time and excitedly mentioned that she was about to become a grandmother, she's been thinking of coming to see her.
But these days Qin Liangshan has been busy with the development of that land in the south at the company, and he just won't agree to let her go down the mountain by herself.
So he had to wait until he had some free time and then personally accompanied him to Haiyan.
Besides her most prized craftsmanship, Pinglan also bought a bunch of toys for her godchild, whose gender is unknown, that she wouldn't need for the time being.
Fortunately, Haiyan has enough rooms and they are big enough, otherwise no one could stand receiving gift after gift.
Pinglan appears to be a gentle woman, but there is also a hint of straightforwardness in her demeanor. However, her complexion always has a sickly pallor, giving her a delicate and fragile air.
Song Xingyao thought: No wonder she and Jiang Man were able to become friends.
What's most commendable is Bai Xiujin. Although he hasn't arrived in person, he's been sending Haiyan some nourishing foods suitable for pregnant women these past few days.
This made Fu Siming want to knock him down at one point, saying, "You're like a persistent ghost, making it seem like I've wronged you."
Song Xingyao knew he was extremely jealous, so she didn't drink it either, because from the next day onwards, that thing never reached his hands.
On the contrary, two nutritionists have recently joined the kitchen and are working with Qi's mother to prepare delicious meals for her in various ways.
In just a few days, Song Xingyao could clearly feel that her belly had grown larger.
It's been almost five months now. One group of people after another have come and gone, and we've seen her condition improve a lot. She looks even more radiant than before.
Fu Siming has been busy with something lately, and he's been coming home late.
Seeing that Song Xingyao's complexion was getting better day by day, he waved his hand and gave the two nutritionists a large bonus.
After that, she tried all sorts of different foods, but none of them ended up in her stomach.
Song Xingyao protested, but to no avail, because she had absolutely no resistance to these delicious-looking and fragrant foods.
As this period quietly passed, online opinions of Song Xingyao rose sharply.
Those negative things can only be drowned out by the overwhelming praise, left to the insistence of the haters themselves.
Song Xingyao sighed, "Indeed, the internet can easily destroy or elevate a person."
Then Bai Xiujin suddenly called and told me that the civil affairs department had discussed with Old Wu and decided that the remaining exhibitions would not be held. Instead, the Bai family would directly provide additional funds to the foundation, and they had already begun work on resuming the auction.
She couldn't be happier after hearing this, thankfully her personal issues hadn't let down the children in the orphanage.
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