The wicked wife is pregnant again and again, and she takes her whole family flying with her spatial

Yu Xin comforted Jasmine for a couple of minutes, which calmed her down a little.

He Lin was seen carrying a suitcase, walking away with great determination.

"No! Where did your man go so late at night?"

Yu Lian said calmly, "Go abroad."

"Huh? What do you mean, a business trip?"

Yu Lian shook her head, feeling a little dizzy: "I didn't find out clearly, but I guess they won't be coming back for the time being."

Like a pebble thrown heavily onto the lake, ripples spread out in concentric circles.

Everyone in the courtyard was completely bewildered. Even Yu Lian herself didn't know why He Lin was suddenly going abroad without any warning.

But then she thought about it and realized that she had been completely focused on the disaster and hadn't had a proper conversation with him. So it was understandable that he didn't know. Besides, there had been a misunderstanding a while ago, which had caused some friction between them.

She recalled the vivid world in her dream.

He Lin will stand at the top.

"Standing alone at the top..." she murmured to herself.

Jasmine felt that something was collapsing.

She looked at Yu Lian with concern: "Are you alright? Why don't we go find him and bring him back, then you two can have a proper talk."

Not long after she finished speaking, Yu Lian suddenly became much more energetic. She stood up straight, head held high and chest out.

Whether she had come to a realization or for some other reason, she said calmly to Jasmine, "I support him. Besides, it's just a business trip, it'll only take a little longer."

Jasmine and Yu Xin exchanged a glance—this was already the umpteenth time they had secretly exchanged such a look. They both sensed something was amiss, but dared not say a word.

In the end, Jasmine didn't go back to the hotel, but instead slept with Yu Lian.

Yu Lian continued doing what she was supposed to do as usual, with no indication that anything was amiss on her face.

Late at night, after the child in the small bed in the house had fallen asleep, Jasmine whispered to the person next to her who was still awake, "Do you know how many foreign women there are? They have thick eyebrows and big eyes, those eyes that look so affectionate even when they look at a dog, they're so seductive. Are you really that comfortable letting your He Lin go there?"

Yu Lian's mind was in turmoil.

She kept blaming herself for overlooking the most important point.

Everything in the dream came true. He saved his son's life, but the protagonist was He Lin, and he couldn't change that.

Even if the process was changed, it couldn't stop him from becoming the protagonist of the world.

"Why should I stop it?"

Jasmine was taken aback: "What did you say? Whether to stop it or not?"

Yu Lian smiled and said, "It's nothing. I just feel like I'm being a bit too stubborn lately, and sometimes I act inexplicably."

She paused, then asked, "However, do you think it's going too far for couples to interfere too much in each other's affairs?"

Jasmine was terribly exhausted: "You're not just going too far, you're completely disregarding everything. What if He Lin feels that you don't care about him, don't love him anymore, and he's disappointed and doesn't love you anymore?"

This is indeed a problem that Yu Lian cannot ignore.

Thinking about it carefully, the two remarried less than a year ago.

If the adjustments and experiences of the past year are enough to cause this relationship to collapse, then she will end it immediately without hesitation.

Yu Lian was consciously suffering – even if she would suffer forever, she was unwilling to wallow in her mistakes.

"Then let's get a divorce. This is not what I wanted, never."

At this moment, Jasmine finally understood why they had become good friends in the first place—the two shared certain views and were both remarkably decisive.

"While I agree with your idea, marriage is not a game; you need to think it over again."

Yu Lian sat up and leaned against the headboard: "Yeah, I was just saying. Although I have the courage to leave, I'm still a woman with normal values. You can't just get a divorce like that. Go to sleep, I'll lean against the headboard for a while."

Jasmine said no more. She was in a precarious situation herself—her parents had warned her multiple times, and it seemed they were serious about it.

……

the next day.

"Mom, I want to go back." Yu Lian slept from 1 a.m. until noon, and when she opened her eyes, she saw her son guarding her bedside.

I calculated the time, and I did sleep for quite a long time.

She rubbed her eyes and sat up.

"Okay, I'll take you home."

"Really? Mom's going too?"

Yu Lian nodded. She thought to herself that this period had been too difficult; she hadn't even been able to call the three children over there more than a few times.

"Of course, Mom wants to go back too."

That morning, Yu Lian asked Xiao Xu to buy her a train ticket to Xiangshi, scheduled for two days later.

"Are you coming back with me?" Yu Lian asked Jasmine.

"No, absolutely not. I think it's fine for me to stay here with you and your aunt and uncle. I'm going to be your family's third daughter from now on, and I'm not going anywhere."

Seeing Jasmine's resolute attitude, Yu Lian decided not to try to persuade her any further. No matter how much Jasmine resisted, she would eventually have to face it.

"Alright then, be careful."

"Don't worry. I'll keep Yu Xin and Xiao Xu around during the day, but I won't lose myself when I can't hide it anymore at night."

"Sis, remember to bring me a few bottles of shampoo when you come back."

Yu Xin's mind and eyes were filled with shampoo.

"Aren't there still plenty at home?"

My colleague wants it.

Yu Lian agreed and then went out to deal with the factory matters. Because of this incident, the construction of the factory has been delayed again and again, and so far even the foundation has not been laid.

After Yu Lian left, countless thoughts flashed through Jasmine's mind.

"The shampoo you mentioned, isn't it sold everywhere? Why did your colleague ask you to bring it all the way from Hong Kong?"

Yu Xin meticulously listed all the shampoos available on the market—few varieties, limited choices, and monotonous scents. The shampoo brought from Hong Kong was noticeably better than the locally purchased ones, and its fragrance was more appealing to young people.

She'd only used it a few times when her colleagues started pestering her to try it. Reluctantly, she brought a bottle for them, and after using it, they were amazed and willing to pay a few extra dollars for it. Girls, besides caring for their faces and hands, are especially concerned about their hair.

Jasmine grabbed Yu Xin's shoulders and whispered, "What do you think about us selling shampoo?"

Yu Xin's eyes lit up: "Great idea! But we don't have a stable source of supply. It's quite complicated to actually make a deal with it."

"Oh dear, don't worry about that... No, I still have to go back!"

Two days later, with a belly full of worries, Jasmine returned to Xiang City with Yu Lian and her son.

After two or three days of travel, Jasmine still showed no signs of fatigue. As soon as she got off the plane, she disappeared without a trace, without even saying goodbye.

Yu Lian took her son home.

But what she didn't expect was that besides her eagerly awaiting child, there was another anxious person at home.