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As soon as it was time to leave work, Zhao Lingli saw Xiaojiu's students walking towards her from the kitchen.

"They're definitely here to complain. Are you going to see them?"

Xiao Jiu rubbed her temples. "I'm not that dramatic. These people don't really have much to do with me anyway."

But these young people were indeed standing up for me. Let them go back; I'll go to the lab tomorrow.

With that, she stood up and went back inside. Zhao Lingli invited the four students in, cut up some watermelon, and treated them well.

Finally, they were sent away on the grounds that the pregnant woman was sleepy.

"Did you all hear that? Today was quite an eventful day. Those Liu Hongbo and Wang Zhijun... If you really don't like them, just ignore them."

"Mom, I'm not that delicate. I won't always think about running away when I encounter difficulties. That's not my style."

The reason the dean and secretary are on my side today is simply because I am of high value.

Otherwise, if I really anger them and they leave, the loss to them will be significant.

Don't assume they truly agree with me. These self-righteous people will always look down on the younger generation.

Especially for someone like me who was parachuted in, what good are top-secret files if they don't treat you like someone who got in through connections?

When it comes to human nature, no one understands it better than her.

After Xiao Jiu finished speaking, she couldn't be bothered with the matter anymore. She was holding half a watermelon and was about to dig it out when Zhao Lingli took the whole thing away.

Xiao Jiu looked bewildered: "Mom, I haven't eaten yet. I just woke up and I'm so thirsty. Give me some quickly! This watermelon has a lot of seeds, but it's sandy and delicious. I still need to pick out the black seeds first!"

"People say pregnant women should eat less of these cold fruits. Here, I've prepared a small bowl for you. You can eat it with a toothpick."

When Zhao Lingli brought out a small bowl of diced watermelon, about the size of a palm, she had carefully picked out all the black seeds.

A warmth welled up in her heart: "Mom, I'm not that delicate, am I?"

“My daughter is naturally someone I will love and pamper. Alright, eat less. I steamed beef dumplings for dinner. You should eat more rice, that’s the important thing.”

As she watched her mother busy herself in the kitchen, her vision gradually blurred and her eyes welled up with tears.

Looking back on her past life, her parents left her with a nanny when she was little because of their business.

After she entered junior high school, we let her stay at home by herself, gave her enough money, and let her buy whatever she wanted to eat.

He didn't concern himself with her studies, but whenever he had free time, he would teach her things. However, at that time, she couldn't feel any affection from his family.

Once you get used to being independent, you won't need it anymore.

When she needed them, they weren't there. When she no longer needed them, all their attempts to please her were nothing more than superfluous embellishments.

She couldn't say they didn't love her, but some things, once started, are hard to stop.

As the business grows bigger, something always has to be sacrificed. They met her material needs, and although the familial bond arrived late, it was understandable.

Although this life is not as wealthy as the previous one, she grew up surrounded by family love and harmony among her parents, brothers, and sisters.

Not by blood, but closer than blood.

On the contrary, she didn't even bother to mention the woman who was related to her by blood.

Little did she know that her own mother, whom she disliked, was now strolling around Donghua Town with a poor widower from the next village who had lost his wife.

"Sister, can I come to your house tonight? I promise I'll take good care of you and make you feel great, okay?"

Cao Amei blushed and her heart raced as she was teased by the widower who was almost ten years younger than her, but she did not forget to maintain her last bit of rationality.

"You, you, didn't I already give it to you? You want more? Then let's do it next time. It's definitely not okay to come to my house, it wouldn't be good if someone saw us."

Zheng Tiejun was immediately displeased. "We've been together for so long, and your daughter is already married. Who can control us now? Why can't we be together?"

Cao Amei gave this burly, but not exactly handsome, wild man a disapproving look.

"My daughter is married, but your child isn't even married yet, and is already in his thirties. Aren't you worried?"

Zheng Tiejun is a complete bachelor. "What does it have to do with me that he can't find a wife? I'm already doing him a favor by raising him. He has to arrange his own marriage."

"You're such a lazy father! That's your son. If you don't take care of things for him, what does he know? He doesn't understand any social etiquette. Why don't you buy something and go to the matchmaker to mention it to your son Xiaodong!"

"No, sister, what does this have to do with us being together? Don't worry about my son's affairs. Just tell me if you're willing to be with me. If you are, let's go to the village head and the brigade leader to get things done openly, so we don't have to sneak around every day. If you don't make a fuss, I will!"

Cao Amei directly refused: "Zheng Tiejun, I told you before that even if we're good friends, we won't talk about marriage."

I'm over sixty years old, and I don't have the face to get married again. I've never thought about becoming a stepmother at this age.

If you're serious, then forget it.

Upon hearing this, Zheng Tiejun became angry. "What do you mean by that? What do you mean by 'forget it'? Did your daughter say that? Come on, let's go find her!"

Cao Amei was so frightened that her tongue almost rolled back. "What are you saying? What does this have to do with my daughter? If you dare to go to her, I'll fight you to the death!"

Zheng Tiejun's face darkened at her words. "You think you can just mess with me for nothing?"

Cao Amei was amused by his words: "What do you mean by 'I played you for free'? Who's playing whom here?"

We're together because we each get what we want. Don't think I don't know you're after my money, not my body.

Only after you were with me did you get to smoke and drink.

"You say you don't care about your son, but you come to me asking about jobs for him."

With Cao Amei exposing his thoughts, Zheng Tiejun's already pockmarked face looked even uglier.

"So what if I am? Aren't you attracted to my youth and my strength? Would you consider it beneath you to be my wife?"

"You're getting on in years, don't you think about how many more years you have left to live? If you come with me, you'll have a son, won't you?"

Over the years, Cao Amei has been constantly instructed and disciplined by Tang Cuihua, and she is no longer the muddle-headed girl she used to be.

son?

Pshaw, she has sons too, several of them!

But what's the use?

They only eat her flesh and drink her blood.

Unlike her daughter, who, although she speaks harshly and scolds her with a stern face every day, at least genuinely cares about her.

Everything she eats, wears, and uses now is provided by her daughter.

If she were to find her a stepfather, given Tang Cuihua's personality, she would immediately sever ties with her.

For the sake of her retirement, she wasn't foolish enough to be easily deceived.

He immediately retorted sarcastically: "So what if you have a son? I wouldn't want your son even if you gave him to me. Can he be eaten or drunk?"

He can't do anything but dig for food in the fields. He also has a bad temper and is easily angered. Any girl who marries him will get beaten up.

"I don't care. Fine, let's call it quits. Don't come looking for me again!"

Cao Amei was about to leave after saying that, but her words completely enraged the person behind her. He stretched out a long arm, grabbed her hair, and pulled her back repeatedly while cursing and kicking her...