Yun Jin didn't care about what was going on with Aunt Yun and the others. After all, she was the one who reported them for being vagrants. Aunt Yun and the others were smearing her, making her almost misunderstood, and causing He Tingchuan to be thought that his wife had really run away to see her lover.
Her reputation cannot be ruined like this.
Yun Jin was unhappy if she didn't receive special treatment from Aunt Yun and the others.
When they got home, He Tingchuan didn't say anything. He just watched her every move as if he didn't recognize her, or as if he was afraid she would run away.
Yun Jin gently coaxed the crying little girl, who didn't seem to mind at all. Despite the sour smell of the train emanating from her, the child held her tightly.
Yun Jin couldn't stand it anymore and said to He Tingchuan, "Could you please boil some hot water for me? I need to take a good bath. I smell terrible, and I feel uncomfortable if I don't wash myself."
He Tingchuan received the instructions and busied himself boiling water, preparing a bathtub, and carrying several buckets of water for later use. He knew she was a clean person and that in addition to bathing, she also needed to wash her hair, and she would wash her hair twice.
Yun Jin held Xiao Niangao in her arms, watching the tall, handsome man coming and going, his face taut, silently heating bathwater for her.
As he closed the door, Yun Jin said, "Auntie is talking nonsense. I don't have a lover. I only have one person I like."
"Who?" He Tingchuan clenched his fist, holding a clean towel.
She was nervous and anxious, afraid that when she said the person's name, it wasn't him.
Yun Jin looked at He Tingchuan, who was clearly very concerned but pretended to be indifferent, and deliberately teased him: "You don't know him."
He Tingchuan pursed his thin lips, his coldness almost uncontrollable.
"However, I have kept a photo of myself. If you want to get to know me, I can show it to you." Yun Jin handed something over.
He Tingchuan subconsciously took it and looked at it. Who else could it be but him, the man in front of him who was tense and nervous?
So, the person she likes...
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