Jing Shao is infertile, but his nanny is pregnant with his child.

Zhou Yanxing picked out two sets.

Zhou Yanchen sat there, watching Zhou Yanxing try on clothes, without showing any interest in choosing any himself.

Lu Yan picked up a black coat and held it up against Zhou Yanchen. "Mr. Zhou, how about this?"

When he puts it on and stands there, he's absolutely a beautiful sight!

Zhou Yanchen looked at her and said, "I can't stand up."

Lu Yan responded with an "Oh," and then added, "Right."

Lu Yan put it back, picked up a blue wool sweater, and held it up in front of her. "How about this?"

As she spoke, Lu Yan took the wool sweater and rubbed it against his face. "It's so soft."

Zhou Yanchen felt a tickle on his face as Lu Yan's unique scent wafted over him, causing him to gasp for breath.

Lu Yan: "How is it?"

Zhou Yan lowered his eyes, his voice stiff, "Okay."

Lu Yan stepped back, then got him another leather jacket, walked over and held it up against him, "How about this?"

Zhou Yan gave a muffled "hmm".

Lu Yan didn't notice his unusual behavior and picked out one item after another for him like a little bee.

Zhou Yanchen sighed helplessly, "That's enough, that's enough."

Lu Yan stared at Zhou Yan's sullen face and felt that none of the clothes were a good match for his appearance.

"Wait for me a moment."

After saying that, Lu Yan ran out and came back with a measuring tape in her hand. She walked up to Zhou Yanchen in a few steps and said, "I'll take your measurements and make you a spring outfit next year."

Zhou Yanchen looked up at her. "You can sew clothes?"

"No," Lu Yan replied readily, "but I can design. I'll design a style that's uniquely yours, unlike any other. These clothes don't do you justice."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yanchen's cold and hard heart softened completely.

He stared intently at Lu Yan's face, his eyes filled with a burning desire.

Zhou Yanchen understood. He Yuejin and Lu Yan were partners in running the clothing factory. Lu Yan was in charge of designing the styles, and He Yuejin gave her a share of the profits.

Zhou Yanxing felt that he shouldn't be called Zhou Yanxing, but rather Zhou Duoyu.

He Yuejin stood outside the door watching the interaction between the two. He wanted to turn around and leave, but he stood there watching as if to torture himself, as if this would make him completely sober.

Zhou Yanchen glanced at He Yuejin out of the corner of his eye, smiled at Lu Yan, and said, "Okay."

Lu Yan was completely captivated by his smile, instantly becoming energized as if she'd been injected with adrenaline. "Mr. Zhou, I'll design two outfits for you!"

Dress him up to look handsome, and make sure his eyes are friendly too.

He Yuejin, who was outside the door, couldn't listen anymore and turned around to sit back down.

Zhou Nuannuan saw his reaction and quickly looked away as he turned around, pretending not to see anything.

Sigh, there are quite a few people eyeing Sister Yanyan.

She has to help her third brother.

Before going back, Lu Yan gave Zhou Jianguo a Zhongshan suit and Jin Aiyun a navy blue wool coat.

The next day at noon, they took it out and told Zhou Jianguo and Jin Aiyun that Zhou Yanchen had bought it for them.

Jin Aiyun held the soft wool coat in her hands, deeply moved.

This was the first time her son had bought her clothes, and they were clothes she liked. She immediately took off her coat and tried them on.

Sure enough, having someone you like makes all the difference.

As Xiao Lu came over, her son became more and more like a person.

It's all thanks to Xiao Lu.

Jin Aiyun looked at Lu Yan, "Little Lu, why didn't you buy anything?"

Lu Yan explained with a smile, "I don't like having too many clothes. If I have more than three sets, I have to spend ages deciding which one to wear in the morning."

Therefore, she had a maximum of three outfits that season.

Although not many, she never wore anything with patches.

Zhou Nuannuan didn't understand. She had so many clothes in her closet that if she weren't worried about being reported, she would want to wear a different outfit every day.

That afternoon, Lu Yan didn't need to give Zhou Yanchen and Political Commissar Zhu acupuncture, so she took Lu Yaguang to find Qin Feng to play.

During a casual conversation, when the topic of the little girl came up, Qin Changjiang said that the Public Security Bureau was working hard to help her find her biological parents, and it seemed that they were making some progress.

Lu Yan remained silent on the matter.

On the way back, I passed by Commander Lin's house and saw a little girl washing clothes in the yard.

Lu Yan glanced at it, then took Lu Yaguang's hand and went back.

Lu Yaguang raised his little head and said, "Mom, why don't we go see that little girl? She's so pitiful."

Lu Yan didn't know how to tell her son. For someone who had lived in darkness for a long time, losing even a brief moment of warmth was even more painful.

She understood that feeling all too well.

When she was a child, she lived in an orphanage. There was an old lady who was very kind to her, but she passed away in less than a year.

The period around the time the old lady passed away was undoubtedly the darkest time of her life.

If she can't protect this girl in the long run, then she shouldn't give her any hope in the first place.

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After dinner, Lu Yan was about to close the door and go to sleep when Zhou Nuannuan and Zhou Yanxing squeezed in through the crack in the door.

Lu Yan looked at the two of them, puzzled. "What's wrong?"

Zhou Yanxing closed the door with his foot, and Zhou Nuannuan pulled Lu Yan to sit down on the edge of the bed, looking at her with her bright black eyes.

"Sister Yanyan, have you ever been to the black market?"

Lu Yan smiled and asked, "You two want to go?"

Zhou Nuannuan nodded frantically, "Sister Yanyan, please take us there!"

Lu Yan: "When do you want to go?"

"Is tonight okay?"

"Okay, you guys go back to sleep first, we'll leave at midnight sharp."

Zhou Nuannuan blinked. "Can't we go now?"

Lu Yan laughed, "A black market, of course, can only be called a black market when it's dark and everyone is asleep."

Zhou Yanxing: "......."

Can the black market be understood in this way?

Isn't it called a black market because it's so much more expensive than the market price?

Zhou Nuannuan: "Okay, Fourth Brother, don't sleep. Wake me and Sister Yanyan up when it's time."

Zhou Yanxing pointed to himself. "Why me?"

Zhou Nuannuan looked at him, "So, who do you think is more suitable, me or Sister Yanyan?"

Zhou Yanxing resigned himself to his fate, "Then I'll take it."

Lu Yan immediately smiled, "Alright, think about what you want to buy first, and I'll take you there directly when we arrive, so you don't have to go the wrong way."

Hearing this, Zhou Nuannuan and Zhou Yanxing knew that Lu Yan had been there many times, and they were relieved.

Sister Yan makes me feel so safe!

At midnight, Zhou Yanxing and his sister quietly came downstairs, gently pushed open Lu Yan's door, and whispered, "Sister Yan, we're leaving."

Lu Yan had already gotten dressed and tucked Lu Yaguang in. The three of them tiptoed out of the house.

Zhou Yanchen, who had just come out of the restroom, saw the three of them sneaking out.

His worthless younger brother was looking around suspiciously, as if afraid others wouldn't know he was out doing bad things.

The petite figure in front was much more composed; it was obvious at a glance that it was Lu Yan.

Zhou Yanchen pursed his lips, turned his wheelchair back to his room to sleep, and let them do whatever they wanted.