A woman in her 1970s remarried a tycoon with no heir, and gave birth to triplets, stunning the famil

"Who are these two?" Song Qianqian asked with a puzzled look, while Song Manru behind her had a drastic change in expression.

He hurriedly walked up behind Lu Qiyue and was about to snatch Song Zixuan from Jiang Dewang and his wife's hands: "Let go of my son."

"You two old hags, you dare to hold my son's hand?"

"Song Manru, since you have remarried and are no longer willing to raise Zixuan, we, as his grandparents, can naturally raise him."

"We're here to complete the formalities with you, not to argue with you." Jiang Dewang looked at her with anger.

He and his wife disliked their daughter-in-law from the start because she had one face in public and another in private. But Zixuan was her own son, and she was still so heartless.

"I won't let anyone else raise Zixuan; I'll raise him myself," Song Manru said, glaring at the elderly couple.

Lu Qiyue's eyes were cold, and his tone was steady: "Song Manru, you are suspected of abusing the orphans of martyrs. If you admit your mistake now, I will not report it to the organization. Otherwise, you will bear the consequences."

Song Manru trembled violently, then looked up and shook her head in denial: "I didn't, what makes you say I abused Zixuan?"

He's my own son, how could I possibly mistreat him?

"His injuries are evidence."

"Which child doesn't make mistakes? I was just punishing him as a mother," Song Manru insisted.

Lu Qiyue stopped arguing with her, picked up Song Zixuan and walked outside: "Since you're unwilling to treat this properly, then let's go get the injuries checked."

Upon hearing this, Song Manru panicked instantly, rushed over and grabbed Lu Qiyue's arm, her eyes filled with hatred and resentment as she said, "I agree to give Zixuan to his grandparents."

"Song Manru actually abused her own son? Is it true? The child is so young, how could she do that? She's not even a stepmother!"

"Of course it's true! I used to live next door to Song Manru, and I heard her child crying every day." The woman next door stepped forward. She had wanted to help before, but Song Manru said that the child was disobedient and that she was teaching her a lesson as a mother.

She can't just accuse someone of child abuse without evidence, can she? If it's all a misunderstanding, she'll be accused of bullying a martyr's widow.

Seeing Song Manru's true colors exposed today, the eldest sister felt incredibly relieved.

Seeing Song Manru's disgusted expression, Song Qianqian realized that since Song Zixuan couldn't go to the Lu family, she had no reason to stay any longer.

She glanced at Song Manru, then followed the Jiang couple out of the courtyard.

As she passed by Jiang Linwan, a medicinal fragrance drifted into her nostrils on the wind. The familiar scent made her feel somewhat at ease, but she couldn't immediately recall what kind of medicine it was.

"What are you thinking about?" Lu Qiyue turned around and called out to Jiang Linwan, who was in a daze.

Jiang Linwan shook her head and quickly caught up with them.

In the end, Song Manru, along with the Jiang family, changed Song Zixuan's household registration and surname back to Jiang Zixuan.

Song Manru had already spent all of Jiang Xun's pension, but the old couple were already very content to get their grandson back.

Consider the compensation as a token of apology to Song Manru for her son's early passing.

After seeing Jiang Dewang and his wife off at their doorstep, Jiang Linwan looked at Song Zixuan and patted his head, saying, "If you encounter any problems in the future, you can come to Dayu Island to find me."

"Yes, thank you, Aunt Jiang." Song Zixuan nodded sensibly.

Jiang Dewang and his wife looked at Lu Qiyue and his wife with gratitude: "Thank you, Qiyue."

"Uncle Jiang, Jiang Xun is gone, but you can treat me like your son. If you need anything in the future, just tell me." Looking at the courtyard, Lu Qiyue could think of how Uncle Jiang and Aunt Jiang took care of him when Jiang Xun was still alive.

"Okay, I didn't expect you to get married in the blink of an eye. Your aunt and I didn't know, and we were unable to attend your wedding."

"Wait a moment." After saying that, Aunt Jiang ran back to the yard, and soon took out a few yuan and handed it to Jiang Linwan.

"Auntie, I can't accept this money." Jiang Linwan quickly pushed the money back.

Lu Qiyue stopped her: "Take it! Uncle Jiang and Aunt Jiang treat me like their son, they've been very good to me."

After receiving this money, the two families will continue to keep in touch, and Aunt Jiang and Uncle Jiang will feel comfortable asking him for help if they encounter any problems.

"Yes, yes, yes, Qi Yue is my and your Uncle Jiang's second son, so just keep him." Aunt Jiang smiled so much that wrinkles appeared at the corners of her eyes when she heard Lu Qi Yue's words.

Jiang Linwan accepted the money without any further politeness, and then took out a bag of Chinese medicine from her bag and handed it to Aunt Jiang: "This is for Zixuan to regulate his body. He is much shorter than his peers at his age."

"Your body is too weak; you need to nourish it properly." Jiang Linwan explained the method of taking the medicine to Aunt Jiang before turning to leave.

"Let me take you for a walk." This was the first time in a long time that Lu Qiyue had accompanied Jiang Linwan to town.

"Okay, let's go to the supply and marketing cooperative. I want to buy some fabric." I'll make some clothes for Qiyue. He doesn't have many clothes in his wardrobe. He gives all his salary to her and doesn't even know how to treat himself well.

She can't hide it from Song Manru and Song Jing'an for long; sooner or later, the truth will come out.

If she had to choose between Qiyue and her family, she would choose her family. She felt she had wronged such a good person as Qiyue.

He has a bright future ahead of him and shouldn't be dragged down by her, but she can't bring herself to ignore her family.

"What's wrong?" Lu Qiyue noticed that her mood was off and was a little puzzled.

Jiang Linwan raised her eyes, held back the tears welling up, and smiled, saying, "It's nothing."

The two went to the supply and marketing cooperative and bought some pastries and fruit, and also bought several batches of cloth before returning home.

When Jiang Linwan got home, she picked up a ruler and measured his size.

Lu Qiyue stood in front of her, his broad shoulders relaxed and his arms outstretched. Jiang Lin took a half step forward and gently wrapped the soft measuring tape around his shoulder line. Her fingertips inadvertently brushed against the tight fabric of his shoulder and she could also feel his strong arms.

Even though the two had already done the most intimate things, Jiang Linwan subconsciously shrank back slightly, and the tips of her ears turned slightly red.

She tried to steady her breathing, her gaze fixed on the markings on the ruler, not daring to look up at him.

The soft measuring tape slowly circled his broad chest. Her hand went behind him, very close to him, and her soft fingers touched the man's waist. Lu Qiyue's breathing quickened, and his Adam's apple bobbed rapidly.

After taking the measurements, Jiang Linwan quickly took a few steps back. Lu Qiyue's gaze fell on her flushed face, and his voice became a little hoarse: "All taken?"

Jiang Linwan nodded, intending to leave with the ruler and notebook, when a pair of large hands pulled her into an embrace. He leaned down and looked at her, his heavy breath tickling her nose.

"Wanwan." Lu Qiyue's voice rang out, his large hand encircling her waist, and he gently kissed the tip of her ear. Jiang Linwan's body trembled violently, a tingling sensation spreading throughout her body. She instinctively responded, "What's wrong?"

The voice was soft and sweet, with a slight tremor, like an ultimate invitation. Lu Qiyue could no longer restrain himself and directly reached out his arms to pick her up horizontally.

Jiang Linwan was startled and quickly wrapped her arms around his neck.

What do you think?