Ruan Fengjiao's eyes were fixed on Yibao's little face.

Her pupils trembled, her throat was dry, and for a moment she forgot to breathe.

Because of Yibao's little face, Qin Yunlang when he was a child looks exactly like him.

At that moment, she even suspected that there was a time and space disorder, and she had returned to more than ten years ago.

"Auntie, the phone is next to the sofa, please feel free to come in." Qiao Zhixia greeted her generously and asked the nanny to make a cup of tea.

Ruan Fengjiao woke up from the shock with difficulty.

She stared at Yibao intently, her eyes uncontrollably heating up and making her feel uncomfortable.

"Excuse me... Can I hug this child? He is so cute. He will definitely be a handsome guy when he grows up."

Qiao Zhixia clearly saw the tears in Ruan Fengjiao's eyes, and guessed that she must have experienced something in the past that was difficult to talk about.

"Auntie, my baby doesn't like contact with strangers. If you really want to hug him, you can hug him."

After Qiao Zhixia finished speaking, she called Xiao Yangzi over and said that anyone could hold this little guy.

Ruan Fengjiao now saw the little boy popping out from the blind spot of her vision.

After seeing Yang Zai's cute and handsome face, she was stunned again, because although this child did not look that much like Qin Yunlang, she could still see some of Qin Yunlang's shadow in him.

She even suspected that she was obsessed with her grandson. Why did she think every child looked like her own?

But the looks of these two little cubs are really adorable.

She has fair skin, a full forehead, a high nose bridge, a pair of eyes like obsidian, and long and thick eyelashes, which are brighter than the child stars in picture magazines.

Qiao Zhixia smiled, bent down and touched her son's head, "Yangzi, call me grandma."

"Grandma~"

Little Yang called out obediently, but as if he had thought of something, he turned around and ran to the table, standing on tiptoe to reach for his bottle.

After reaching for the bottle, he took his brother's as well, and then handed it to Qiao Zhixia, indicating that it was time to make the milk powder.

Both cubs are addicted to milk and drink it four times a day.

Qiao Zhixia just mentioned grandma, which reminded Yangzi that he still owed him milk at noon.

Ruan Fengjiao's eyes lit up as she looked at the two little kids running around the house.

She really liked these two children so much that when she saw them, her eyes would bend involuntarily and her heart would melt.

After Yang Zai Dong Gong took the bottle from his mother, he walked to Ruan Fengjiao while sucking it with big gulps.

He looked at the strange grandma and smiled a little sheepishly, but forgot that he had milk in his mouth, and milk overflowed from the corners of his mouth when he grinned.

Seeing that the water was about to flow down to her neck, Ruan Fengjiao stretched out her hand to catch it without even thinking.

"Baby, don't laugh while you're drinking milk, or you'll choke yourself."

Seeing this, Qiao Zhixia hurriedly fetched a clean towel, wiped her, and then took her to wash.

"I'm sorry I soiled your 꿛."

"It's okay, children are not dirty." Ruan Fengjiao said, then she realized that she was a germaphobe.

In her home, not even a speck of dust or a strand of hair can be allowed, and the Filipino maids must wear masks when cooking.

But somehow, as if possessed, he stretched his hand over it and didn't feel it was dirty at all.

If it were in the past, it would have been impossible.

After drying herself, she went to the sofa and looked after the two children while she called her husband to ask him to send a car to pick her up.

After hanging up the phone, she looked around the room cautiously, which was only one-third the size of her living room.

Although the decoration is simple, it is particularly warm.

Here, your mind will be very peaceful and your whole body will relax.

Although her house was large and luxurious, with more servants than mistresses, it was cold and indifferent.

Especially after Qin Yunlang's accident, she couldn't sleep and had nightmares all night long.

"Auntie, have a taste of the rose tea I made." Qiao Zhixia handed a cup of tea to Ruan Fengjiao who was in a panic.

"Thank you." She took it with a smile.

Out of courtesy, Qiao Zhixia sat beside her with a book and waited for her to come and pick her up.

When Ruan Fengjiao learned that Qiao Zhixia was still in college, she couldn't help but praise her: "Your husband is so lucky to have such a beautiful and hardworking wife like you, and two such cute and clever sons. I envy you so much. It would be great if my son had this blessing."

"Auntie, don't say that. Your son is also very lucky. Isn't he a good mother like you?"

Ruan Fengjiao really liked listening to Qiao Zhixia talk, which made her feel particularly comfortable.

About half an hour later, Qiao Zhixia sent Ruan Fengjiao downstairs.

Qin Li came to pick her up in person.

"Goodbye, Auntie!"

"Xiao Qiao, when you are free next time, I would like to invite your children to my house to play. Are you willing?" Ruan Fengjiao asked.

"Okay! Thank you for your invitation." Qiao Zhixia thought it was just a polite remark and agreed generously.

After Qin Li drove away, he couldn't help but feel puzzled by Ruan Fengjiao's abnormal behavior.

She actually took the initiative to invite her children's guests to her home?

This would have been absolutely impossible in the past!

She has a cleanliness fetish!

Ruan Fengjiao excitedly told Qin Li about her adventure, "You know what? That kid really looks like Yun Lang, exactly the same!"

Qin Li smiled disapprovingly: "You girls just like to be surprised. How much alike can two one-year-old children be? Even if they are similar, it's not surprising. There are so many people in the world, what can a few identical faces prove?"

Ruan Fengjiao was very dissatisfied with Qin Li's coldness.

He hadn't seen it with his own eyes, so he wasn't shocked by the uncanny similarity.

Never mind. Next time she invites their mother to her house, he will be as shocked as she is.

"You say, could those two kids be the offspring of Yun Lang that he left outside?" Ruan Fengjiao suddenly made a bold guess.

"I think you are crazy about having a grandson. If your son had the ability to leave offspring outside, why would we be forced into this by the first wife?"

Ruan Fengjiao sighed. She naturally knew that this was impossible.

"By the way, how is the investigation into Miaomiao's case going?"

Qin Li's expression softened a bit when he heard her mention this.

"I've checked. Nine out of ten of the things Yunlang said are not true. It must be some misunderstanding."

He went to the school to ask around, and nine out of ten people praised Qin Miaomiao for her kindness and willingness to help. Even the school leaders could not stop praising her.

“Like I said, Miaomiao grew up under our care, how could she do such inappropriate and bad things?” Ruan Fengjiao revealed a hint of pride in her eyes.

Tomorrow, Monday, she is going to meet the bad girl who hurt Qin Miaomiao. Her daughter's face was disfigured, and she also instigated the relationship between them. She can't just let it go like this.

After returning home, I had intended to share with Qin Yunlang what happened to him today, but unfortunately he was not at home.

Early the next morning, Ruan Fengjiao arrived at Guangzhou University on time.

She went directly to the school leaders, and because Qin Li donated a library to the school, she was warmly received by the school.

After she asked to see Qiao Zhixia, the school immediately sent her to meet her.

Ruan Fengjiao sat in the school reception room, drinking coffee and admiring the paintings on the wall.

She came to the window and heard someone whispering outside: "I heard someone came from Qin Miaomiao's house, and it seems like they're here to help her."

"These capitalists are really too bullying. Qin Miaomiao is simply a bully. Isn't it her due that she got hurt when she was bullying? Why do they have to pick on the victim?"

"Why else must we defeat capitalism? Now that we are open, those capitalist tyrants are starting to run rampant..."