After she left her father and kept her son, President Pei lost control and knelt down.

A luxurious black car drove into the gate of the Pei family's old mansion.

The red house, a symbol of wealth and power, stands in the courtyard, its historic architecture silently telling the story of the family's century-long glory.

The room was brightly lit, and everyone inside was waiting for Pei Hansheng to return.

The man got out of the car, opened the back door, gently touched his son's face, unfastened the car seat, lifted the little boy up by his bottom, and then grabbed a woolen coat from the car to wrap the child in his arms.

Little Bao smacked his lips, still having a sweet dream.

"Daddy, have we arrived at Mommy's house yet?"

"Not yet, this is the Pei family's old residence."

Xiao Bao opened his eyes groggily, rubbed them, and looked around at his surroundings.

This was his first time visiting the old house. It felt unfamiliar and desolate, unlike Tanshu, which was fun and had an amusement park.

"Your great-grandfather and grandmother are inside. When you see them, be sure to greet them, understand?"

Xiao Bao tilted his head, his eyes shining with anticipation.

"Grandma? Is she Xiaobao's?"

"Yes, and Grandpa too."

"That's great! Xiao Bao has grandparents too!" The little guy then asked, "What about maternal grandparents? Does Xiao Bao have maternal grandparents?"

"Daddy is looking for it."

"Daddy is so amazing! He can find everything."

Xiao Bao clapped his hands with an expression of admiration, his big eyes sparkling like stars, and Pei Hansheng couldn't help but smile.

This child always reminded me of Qiao Wan. She really loved him back then, praising him endlessly for even the smallest things, without any pretense.

Pei Hansheng felt a surge of warmth in his heart. Qiao Wan had once loved him wholeheartedly, and even if it was just for a brief moment, it was enough.

"Daddy's so amazing, is there a reward?"

"Of course there is." Xiao Bao cupped Pei Hansheng's face and kissed him on the cheek, leaving two drool marks.

The man, undeterred, walked into the old house with his handsome face.

"That old man is really something. He hit me just because I said a few words of truth. Madam, look, I've lost one of my teeth."

The maid who usually served Rong Wenying was complaining, but when she saw Pei Hansheng, she immediately fell silent and hid behind the sofa.

Pei Hansheng's face was cold, and his sharp eyes swept over them: "Qiao Wan and I are still husband and wife, and she is still the lady of this house. You take my money and talk about my wife behind her back. If there is a next time, you can cut your own tongues out."

The servants trembled in fright: "Young Master Pei, we won't dare to do it again. We promise we won't speak ill of the young mistress next time."

They hadn't expected that not only would the old man favor Qiao Wan, but Pei Hansheng would also protect her.

Didn't they say their marriage had broken down and they were on the verge of divorce? How come their relationship seems to be getting better?

Rong Wenying scoffed, hating nothing more than Pei Hansheng speaking up for Qiao Wan: "Alright, alright, are you trying to annoy me again because you think I'm seriously ill?"

She lifted her eyelids and at first glance thought Pei Hansheng was holding a dog. Xiao Bao poked half its head out from under the coat, its big eyes darting around curiously.

Rong Wenying saw it clearly and suddenly stood up.

"Whose child are you holding?"

"Xiao Bao, greet someone."

"Hello Grandma, my name is Xiaobao."

As Rong Wenying approached, she felt a sense of familiarity, as if she had seen him somewhere before.

Yes, this child appeared with Qiao Wan; he's that wild child!

"Whom did you adopt this child from? What does he/she do? And what are you doing? You don't have your own child, but you're taking care of someone else's?"

"You don't need to know that much." Pei Hansheng handed Xiaobao to Rong Wenying: "Hold Xiaobao for me for a while, I'm going upstairs to check on Grandpa."

"I can't even beg for my own grandson, and you want me to babysit someone else's child? Pei Hansheng, I can't babysit! Get out of my way!"

Ignoring everything else, Pei Hansheng shoved Xiaobao into Rong Wenying's arms and went upstairs.

Despite her complaints, Rong Wenying held Xiaobao tightly, looking down to examine the little guy in her arms.

Xiao Bao grinned, revealing a row of clean, neat little teeth: "Hello Grandma, Xiao Bao is a bit heavy, thank you for your hard work, Grandma."

Rong Wenying's expression shifted slightly, a hint of arrogant disdain flashing in her eyes: "You wild child, you smell like a puppy, it stinks."

Xiao Bao sniffed himself: "I don't smell bad. Xiao Bao is a fragrant baby, and I'm not a wild child. Xiao Bao has a daddy and a mommy, Xiao Tang's mommy, uncles and aunts, and grandpas and grandmas."

Rong Wenying put Xiaobao on the sofa, and the servants all gathered around.

Xiao Bao wasn't shy at all. He looked everyone over and said, "Hello everyone."

"Madam, this little one looks so much like Young Master Pei, could he be his child?"

Rong Wenying narrowed her eyes and asked, "Who is your mother?"

"My mommy is Qiao Wan, Grandma, don't you like my mommy?"

"Who said that?"

"But every time Grandma sees Mommy, she's fierce and talks badly about her."

Rong Wenying was a little embarrassed: "What do children know? When did I ever say anything bad about Qiao Wan?"

The servants exchanged knowing glances.

It's clear that the old lady quite likes this child. If he really is Qiao Wan and Young Master Pei's child, then Qiao Wan is truly a woman of great hidden talent and formidable methods.

"So Grandma likes Mommy, and people who like Mommy are friends with Little Bao. Grandma, let's pinky swear!"

Xiao Bao grabbed Rong Wenying's hand, their little fingers hooked together: "Pinky promise, a hundred years from now, no take-backs."

Rong Wenying shook off his hand: "What hanging? That's really unlucky. Who's going to be with you for a hundred years? I'll say it again, I could never like your mother."

Xiao Bao's mouth was full of honey: "Grandma will live to be a hundred years old, and even longer!"

Rong Wenying stared at Xiaobao without saying a word, seemingly lost in thought.

……

upstairs.

Pei Hansheng was beaten as soon as he entered the room.

Pei Hansheng knelt on the ground, his spine aching as if it were cracked.

Pei Xiongkai asked him, "When did Xiaowan get pregnant?"

"The 10th of last month."

"Exactly one month, and the baby was gone." Pei Xiongkai wiped his eyes, secretly wiping away tears. "Did Xiaowan suffer?"

"Major bleeding; resuscitation efforts lasted for over ten hours."

Pei Xiongkai trembled all over and kicked Pei Hansheng.

"Are you even human?! You beast! You can't even protect your own wife and children. Not only are you incompetent, but you're also blind and deaf. Even the Pei family's servants dare to bully your wife! You might as well be dead!"

Pei Hansheng didn't even frown. He knelt down again, his guilt weighing on him like a ton of bricks, making it impossible for him to straighten his back.

"Grandpa, how long ago was this?"

"What?"

"The fact that these people dare to say those things so brazenly in front of you means that it has long been a habit."

Pei Xiongkai sneered, "So you know it yourself? From the day Xiao Wan married you, no one in the Pei family has treated her like a human being. How many times have I reminded you? You're like an idiot, all you do is play around with other women!"

The old man cried like a child: "Do you know how they bullied Xiaowan? I can't even bring myself to say it. Xiaowan is a girl, she's so strong-willed, and she has to pretend to be generous and kind for your sake. Doesn't she feel bad inside? It's all because of your lack of attention that you've allowed them to do this."

Pei Hansheng kept his face down and remained silent for a long time, it was unclear how much he had heard.

My heart aches so much I want to slap myself.