When the lady returned this time, she added many more varieties of flowers to the greenhouse.
These are all rare and valuable varieties, and they were carefully selected and prepared in advance.
A single potted plant like this could probably be worth half a month's salary for an average person.
There's a box blocking the aisle, making it inconvenient to get in and out.
Yimu squatted down and picked up the box.
The lady instructed him, "Just put it on the shelf on the right. Won't it be too heavy?"
Yi Mu shook his head; this weight was nothing to him.
The lady stood behind Yi Mu, and the instant he put the box down, she reached her fingers to the back of Yi Mu's head and forcefully pulled out two strands of hair.
Yi Mu winced in pain, turned around, and looked at the lady with a puzzled expression.
The lady didn't do this kind of thing often, and her voice trembled as she explained.
"I see a gray hair on your head, Yi Mu. You should stay up less late in the future; it's bad for your health."
Yi Mu's gaze swept over her arms behind her back, and he immediately understood what she had done.
He pretended to believe her and scratched his head sheepishly.
“You’re right, Madam. I’ll definitely go to bed earlier from now on. Is there anything else here that needs to be moved?”
The lady shook her head, her heart pounding with anxiety.
"It's alright, you can go back and rest."
After Yimu left, the lady took out a transparent windproof bag from her pocket and put Yimu's hair inside.
She did indeed go out to meet her close friends, but she did other things as well.
She gave birth to her child while she was in a coma after a car accident with her husband.
During childbirth, besides the doctor, only the housekeeper, who was also about to give birth, was by her side.
The lady had never considered that her child was not her biological child.
By the time Ye Jianglin and Yi Mu came of age, their facial features and figures had fully developed.
The lady felt more than once that Emu resembled her husband.
She felt particularly ashamed when she first had this idea.
Because she misses her deceased husband, she regards the housekeeper's son as her husband, which is a kind of disguised emotional attachment.
She was terrified and confided in her sisters.
Her friend is an excellent and meticulous doctor, and she had heard about what had happened in her family before.
When she went to visit her friend, her friend prepared her for the worst.
"I had a bad impression of that housekeeper. You know, when the children were still young, she ignored her own son but took meticulous care of Jiang Lin."
You are also a mother. After giving birth, a mother will only give her child the most tender love.
Even if the butler wants to appear loyal and dutiful, and tries to please you, he can't be as heartless as he was to Imur.
Moreover, the housekeeper was actually a hypocrite; she didn't respect the madam at all.
The lady appeared amiable on the surface, but that didn't mean she was ignorant.
The lady and her husband fell in love at first sight when they were young.
After they got together, the maid in the husband's house, who is now the housekeeper, always looked down on the wife.
The lady was gentle by nature and came from a distinguished family, so she didn't want to argue with a mere maid.
After the wife and husband got married, the maid was also forced by her family to marry.
Even after getting married, the housekeeper insisted on returning to the Yi family and continuing to serve her husband, refusing to leave no matter how hard she tried.
As for her husband, he died suddenly at the factory less than two months after their marriage, and the housekeeper received a large sum of compensation.
The lady still feels a lingering fear when she thinks about that car accident.
The brakes failed, and if her husband hadn't risked his life to protect her in his arms, she and her child would no longer exist in this world.
That said, the lady frowned as she looked at the two strands of hair in the plastic bag.
If, as her friend and she suspected, Yi Mu was indeed her son, then how was she supposed to face Ye Jianglin?
A child raised right under your nose is very likely your own biological son.
I've raised one by my side for so many years; they're not my biological child, but they're closer than my own.
Both are flesh and blood, and it's hard to part with either of them.
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