"Mother, what should we do? Second Uncle's identity has been exposed, he will definitely come back! If he comes back, will Cheng Mei come back?"
A deep crease appeared at the corner of Madam Cheng's lips. She lowered her eyes and said expressionlessly, "So what if she comes back? You are now the wife of the Minister of Works. Let's not even talk about whether Cheng Mei is married or not. Even if she isn't married, she's just an old maid in the Cheng family who can't be brought up in public. What business is it of yours!"
Finally, she said sternly, "The most important thing now is to preserve Yuan'er's surname and your son's position in the Fu family! As long as he remains the heir of the Fu family, you will always be the wife of the Minister of Works!"
Madam Cheng felt as if her heart was being torn apart. Clutching her chest, she cried out, "Mother, Yuan'er is my own son! How could I bear to let him take someone else's surname and recognize another woman as his mother! Mother, I regret so much that I left him in the temple, causing us to be separated for so many years, and making him estranged from his own mother. I regret it so much!"
"What's the use of regretting it now!"
Old Madam Cheng glared at Cheng Shi with exasperation, slammed her cane on the ground, and said, "I told you long ago, Fu Ting is not your good man. Your son is just as heartless and cruel as his father... No, no! They are more affectionate and righteous than anyone else, but that affection has never belonged to us, mother and daughter..."
The last sentence was uttered with almost all of Madam Cheng's strength.
Cheng's despair deepened. She clung to Old Madam Cheng's arm and pleaded, "Mother, you must help your daughter! If I lose Yuan'er, I can't go on living!"
Old Madam Cheng closed her eyes briefly, and when she opened them again, her eyes were filled with ruthless cruelty.
"Since we've already started, let's go all the way. Isn't Yuan'er's adoptive mother from Guyang County? Let's send someone to find out her background first. Her family, her relatives, and her neighbors—there must be someone who can control her! I'll write a letter to your uncle and ask him to find some reliable people to go to Guyang County for you!"
Madam Cheng bit her lip and, with a thousand grievances and ten thousand reluctances, recounted how Pei Tianyou had driven her out of the Pei residence.
Madam Cheng was so angry she almost fainted. She slapped him across the face and shouted, "You fool! How could I have given birth to such a useless thing as you! I only have you and Ye'er as my children. The Cheng family has no backing for you. You and the Pei family are still connected by blood. The Pei family is your last resort!"
Cheng covered her face and silently shed tears, without saying a word.
Old Madam Cheng was breathing heavily, and her maidservant rushed forward to help her catch her breath.
After catching her breath, Madam Cheng said with utter dejection and sorrow, "It is I who have implicated my brother and the Pei family... My brother only has me as his sister, he would at least give me some face. I will go and write him a letter right now!"
This letter ultimately went unanswered. A month later, Madam Cheng finally believed that the Pei family was truly going to sever all ties with the Cheng family!
Suppressing her inner pain, Madam Cheng made a ruthless move.
Without her maternal family, she must protect her two children even more!
Unbeknownst to Jiang Shan, an even greater storm was brewing in the capital, about to engulf the entire Jiao family.
The cake shop in Beijing opened unexpectedly smoothly, so Jiang Shan thought about opening a cake shop in Chongqing as well.
Furthermore, the cake shop chain stores in Beijing can now seek franchise partners.
Not only cake shops, but Jiang's Private Kitchen can also open another branch in the east of the city!
The shopkeeper has been chosen; with An Jing's help, there's nothing to worry about.
Jiang Shan started leaving early and returning late again, almost forgetting Jiang Huai's birthday.
Jiao's mother stopped expecting anything from her son, and instead pulled Fu Qiyuan, who was on strike at home, along with his son, to happily prepare for Jiang Huai's second birthday party.
Children's birthdays shouldn't be celebrated in a big way, but this was a really special day, and both of the old men in the family felt that it should be a big celebration. It wasn't up to Jiao's mother, a member of the younger generation, to object.
Needless to say, the others are even less likely to be included.
The day before Jiang Huai's birthday, when Jiang Shan went out in the morning, Jiang Huai rushed over from the other end of the corridor and hugged her leg.
"Mother! Mother, look at me!" Jiang Huai's voice was filled with joy.
Jiang Shan didn't even have time to look down at his son; his gaze was firmly drawn to another tall figure at the other end of the corridor.
"Mother, look at Huai'er! New clothes, so handsome!" Jiang Huai looked up at Jiang Shan, trying to attract her attention.
Jiang Shan glanced at the short, stocky little boy and said dismissively, "Yeah, yeah, my Huai'er is the most handsome guy in history!"
"Hehe, Huai'er is a handsome guy!" Jiang Huai was satisfied, let go of Jiang Shan's leg, turned around and pounced on Fu Qiyuan.
The two, one big and one small, stood together wearing identical clothes, and at first glance, even their facial features looked remarkably similar!
Jiang Shan stared blankly at the father and son opposite him, his steps involuntarily halting in place.
If only we were close!
Fu Qiyuan led Jiang Huai slowly to Jiang Shan, a wide smile plastered on his handsome face, his mouth practically agape.
"This matching outfit is so cute, Huai'er and I both love it!"
They're clearly father and son; they'd never be mistaken for two different families no matter where they go!
Jiang Shan smiled and kissed Jiang Huai's cheek, saying with a cheerful tone, "Your birthday is tomorrow, why are you wearing it today?"
Jiang Huai looked up at his father and said, "Mom, Dad and I want to wear them for you to see first. Dad and Huai'er are both handsome!"
Jiang Shan nodded gleefully: "Yes, yes, one is a handsome guy, and the other is a handsome son!"
"Mom, let the handsome guy and your handsome son accompany you for a long walk!" Jiang Huai said this with a bit of difficulty, and it was clear that he was just repeating what he was saying.
So, when Jiang Shan went out, he was accompanied by a father and son wearing matching outfits, which attracted countless fans along the way.
The family of three—the man is handsome, the woman is pretty, and the baby is adorable—are the most eye-catching people wherever they go.
Especially the off-white parent-child outfit designed by Jiang Shan, with cuffs and trouser legs, and two pockets on the trousers. When Jiang Huai walked down the street with his hands in his pockets and wearing a pair of matching sneakers, he looked so handsome that it was outrageous.
Jiang Huai has a strong sense of the camera. He seems to know that he looks most handsome with his hands in his pockets, so he simply broke free from his father's hand and posed all the way, looking incredibly handsome.
Fu Qiyuan, on the other hand, kept a low profile. He neither put his hands in his pockets nor held one arm as usual. Instead, his hands hung naturally at his sides, with one hand occasionally protecting Jiang Shan's side, a typical protector of the flower.
Jiang Shan smiled, pursing his lips, and asked, "Why aren't you wearing sneakers?"
Fu Qiyuan paused for a moment, "I thought sneakers should be paired with a suit..."
Jiang Shan: "Haha...!"
The son is more fashionable than the father, case closed!
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