She had also heard about what happened at Old Master Jiang's birthday banquet last time.
Judging from Miss Jiang's words, she has come to apologize.
Aunt Wen told the truth, "The young mistress is in the bedroom."
“Then I’ll go upstairs and talk to her.”
Jiang Yuru smiled slightly and turned to walk towards the second floor.
Before she could even step onto the steps, Aunt Wen hurried over to her.
"Miss Jiang, please wait a moment while I go and ask the young mistress."
The young master is not home now.
The young mistress is heavily pregnant again.
I wonder what the relationship is between this Miss Jiang and the young mistress?
It's inappropriate to let her go directly into the young mistress's bedroom like this.
Let's ask the young mistress for her opinion first.
Jiang Yuru smiled politely, behaving like a well-bred young lady, and agreed, "Okay."
Aunt Wen turned around and went upstairs to the second floor.
Jiang Yuru stared at Aunt Wen's retreating figure, her eyes blazing with anger. How dare a lowly servant block my way!
Once I become the mistress of the Fu family, the first person I'll fire is you!
Aunt Wen arrived at the bedroom door and gently knocked a few times.
Leaning against the headboard, Tang Xingmi, who was knitting a rabbit doll for her baby, paused for a moment, then continued her work and said, "Please come in."
Aunt Wen entered only after receiving permission from the young mistress.
Upon entering the bedroom, Tang Xingmi looked up and saw it was Aunt Wen.
She asked, "Aunt Wen, is something the matter?"
"Young Madam, Miss Jiang has arrived," Aunt Wen replied.
Tang Xingmi stopped what she was doing, her brows furrowed with confusion. "What's Jiang Yuru doing here?"
"Miss Jiang said she came to see you."
Looking for me?
The saying goes, "No one visits a temple without a reason." She wasn't familiar with this Miss Jiang, so what could she possibly want from her?
She remembered Xiao Han telling her to stay away from this Miss Jiang.
Since Xiao Han said that, he must have his reasons. It's best to see this Miss Jiang less often.
Tang Xingmi said to Aunt Wen, "Aunt Wen, just tell her that I'm resting and it's inconvenient for me to receive guests, and decline her request for me."
"Yes, young mistress."
Aunt Wen received Tang Xingmi's instructions and left the bedroom.
Jiang Yuru remained standing in the same spot, waiting.
Aunt Wen stepped forward and said, "Miss Jiang, unfortunately, our young mistress is resting."
"Are you resting?"
"Yes."
I don't know if she's faking a break or really taking a break. Oh well, if I don't see her today, I'll come back another day.
I just don't believe she's always resting.
Jiang Yuru smiled and said, "Alright then, let Xingmi rest well, I won't disturb her."
After saying that, Jiang Yuru turned around, her smile vanished abruptly, replaced by a sinister look, and left the hall.
Aunt Wen then remembered that the donkey-hide gelatin she had given her was still on the coffee table.
By the time Aunt Wen chased after her, Jiang Yuru had already driven away.
Not long after Jiang Yuru left, Fu Xiaohan returned.
Upon entering the hall, two boxes on the coffee table immediately caught the eye. "Aunt Wen."
Aunt Wen heard the young master's voice and hurriedly came out of the kitchen.
We were just about to talk about the gift.
Fu Xiaohan spoke first, asking, "Who came today?"
Aunt Wen replied, "It's Miss Jiang."
"Did she give this to you too?" he asked, pointing to the donkey-hide gelatin.
Aunt Wen said yes.
Fu Xiaohan said coldly without hesitation, "Throw it away."
"yes."
Seeing that the young master disliked the gifts from Miss Jiang, Aunt Wen didn't dare linger for a moment and quickly picked up two boxes of donkey-hide gelatin and left the hall.
Fu Xiaohan went upstairs with great joy.
The first thing I did when I got home was to see Mi'er.
Nothing is more important than this.
They didn't even have time to eat first.
He happily pushed open the bedroom door and went in, saying, "Wow, I'm back."
I looked around the room; no one was there.
He changed his tone again, "Good boy."
"Xiao Han, I'm in the bathroom."
Tang Xingmi responded when she heard Fu Xiaohan's voice.
After washing her hands, Tang Xingmi came out of the bathroom.
Upon seeing his wife, Fu Xiaohan's face lit up with a smile, and he immediately went over and hugged her.
The moment he held her in his arms, he felt completely relaxed. "I've missed you so much since I last saw you."
He lifted her chin, looking at her with intense, loving eyes, "My darling, have you missed me?"
"Yes, I do," she said shyly.
Fu Xiaohan's eyes sparkled with laughter as he lowered his head and kissed her lips.
The two kissed for a while.
Tang Xingmi's nose seemed to have caught a whiff of something.
"Ah Han, what smells so good?"
It tastes a bit like roasted sweet potato.
"Little glutton." Fu Xiaohan let go of her and took out a roasted sweet potato wrapped in brown paper from his coat pocket.
He queued for a long time to buy this; the roasted sweet potatoes from that shop are his favorite.
Tang Xingmi's eyes lit up when she saw something delicious.
The fragrance went straight into her nose.
This made the little glutton even craving more.
Fu Xiaohan peeled off the browned skin of the sweet potato, which was still steaming, and held it to her lips, saying, "Be careful, it's hot."
Tang Xingmi nodded, lowered her head and took a bite. The soft, sweet taste instantly filled her mouth. Ignoring the heat, she rolled it around in her mouth and swallowed it.
It smells so good, it's so satisfying!
She loves this roasted sweet potato.
Seeing that she was enjoying her meal, Fu Xiaohan also smiled.
Since the little guy loves it so much, he needs to study the recipe for roasted sweet potatoes carefully so he can roast them for his little one himself.
He continued peeling the sweet potato, and Tang Xingmi ate a sweet and fragrant sweet potato right from his hand.
After eating, her little mouth was covered in smears, just like a little kitten's.
She sat on the edge of the bed, and Fu Xiaohan cleaned her up and then gave her a kiss.
She wanted to wash her hair, so she started role-playing with Fu Xiaohan next to her.
Inspired by the characters in TV dramas, she suddenly exuded an imposing aura. She cleared her throat and said, "Little Hanzi, I need to wash my hair. Go and prepare it."
"Yes, Your Majesty, this servant will go right away." Fu Xiaohan bowed to her.
Fu Xiaohan always cooperated with her in a very cooperative manner.
A short while later, he came out carrying the shampoo.
He helped Tang Xingmi lie down, and Fu Xiaohan took a small stool and sat on the edge of the bed.
They began their work of serving their master.
During her pregnancy, Fu Xiaohan was the one who washed her hair.
The Lin family.
Lin Kexin didn't wake up until noon.
She sat up, her head still feeling a little dizzy.
Look around.
Yes, I'm at home.
When did she return?
Who brought her back?
Could it have been a gift from Xue Zihao?
She drank too much last night, and her mind is completely muddled.
I really can't remember.
With her hair a mess and wearing slippers, she poured herself a glass of water.
My stomach was rumbling; I was a little hungry, so I went downstairs to find something to eat.
Upon seeing her brother sitting in the living room, she immediately called out, "Brother, I'm hungry."
Lin Zichen turned his head and saw his little darling yawning and walking towards him. "Are you still feeling unwell?"
"I don't feel bad anymore, I'm just a little hungry." She plopped down on the sofa opposite him.
"I'll have Aunt Song make it for you."
Lin Zichen stood up.
"Hey, brother, who sent these flowers?" She noticed a beautiful bunch of red tulips on the coffee table in front of her.
Lin Zichen said, "It was given to me by Gu Jingyan."
Who is he sending flowers to?
Lin Kexin asked, "For you?"
"For you."
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