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

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yan's expression immediately turned cold.

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

"I'm not making this up. It's all over the compound saying that your mother has taken a liking to your nanny and has rejected all the young women who want to marry you for her sake."

Qin Xiaofang spoke with great enthusiasm and exaggerated expression, "Oh my, I don't know what your sister-in-law was thinking. She's got a beautiful young woman to give up, and she insists on finding you a divorced man with a child. Who knows whose bastard the child is..."

Qin Xiaofang became more and more excited as she spoke, no longer paying attention to Zhou Yan's sullen expression.

"Are you done talking?"

Zhou Yan's voice was calm and even as he looked at the woman before him, yet he exuded a cold and aloof aura.

Qin Xiaofang couldn't hear the impatience in Zhou Yanchen's tone, as if he wanted to get rid of her. Perhaps she did hear it but pretended not to, and earnestly advised him, "Yanchen, you can't raise someone else's son."

Zhou Yan lowered his eyes, a layer of coldness lurking beneath his calm gaze, and raised his voice, "Wang Jin, take Aunt Qin home."

This time, they simply kicked people out.

Upon hearing this, Wang Jin, who was cleaning on the second floor, quickly came downstairs.

Qin Xiaofang pursed her lips and stood up.

"Yan Chen, I'm saying all this for your own good, so please don't take it lightly. Even though you can't have children and are disabled, you have a father who's a military commander. There are plenty of women out there who want to marry you."

Wang Jin heard these words as soon as he came downstairs, and he was so angry that he ran over in a big stride.

By the time he arrived at the courtyard, Qin Xiaofang had already vanished.

When Lu Yan returned, she put the groceries in the kitchen and then planned to give Zhou Yanchen a massage.

Seeing that the bedroom door was not closed, she walked over.

Zhou Yan sat in his wheelchair, his back to her, his spine ramrod straight.

Lu Yan was stunned.

For some reason, she saw loneliness, desolation, and negativity in his back view.

My gaze then fell on the newspaper on the table next to me. The newspaper looked like it had been squeezed hard, and it still had deep creases.

Lu Yan looked at Zhou Yanchen again, leaned forward, and tentatively called out, "Mr. Zhou?"

"roll!"

Zhou Yan's voice wasn't loud, but the anger and disdain in his eyes were directly seen by Lu Yan.

Lu Yan remained unmoved. "Mr. Zhou, it's time for your massage."

Zhou Yanchen slowly turned his wheelchair around, looking at her coldly, "From now on, you are fired."

Lu Yan's eyelashes fluttered slightly as she looked at him calmly.

Why?

Zhou Yanchen didn't speak, but turned his wheelchair around to give her his back.

Lu Yan smiled slightly. "It seems I won't be getting an answer from you."

"But before I leave, I have something to say."

"When I first agreed to come here, I wanted a place to live and the five times my salary that your mother offered me. But later, I also sincerely hoped that you would have a better life."

"You were meant to be an eagle soaring in the sky, having seen the most beautiful sun and the most stunning blue sky, something many people envy but cannot even dream of."

"You flew too high and for too long, so when you fell, you couldn't bear it. You even thought that if you had died on the battlefield, it would have been the best end for you as a soldier, better than being half-dead now."

From an angle where Lu Yan couldn't see, Zhou Yanchen tensed his jaw, clenched his fists, and the veins on the back of his hands throbbed, the blood in his veins pulsating.

"So you think you're ridiculous, you're pathetic, you're withdrawn, you're like a hedgehog, wrapping yourself up and not letting anyone get close."

"You can fire me, you have that right. Don't worry, I won't come back."

Lu Yan considered herself an indestructible cockroach, capable of bending and stretching for money, but the disdain and disgust in Zhou Yanchen's eyes just now deeply stung her.

She's not shameless.

After saying that, Lu Yan turned and left, closing the door behind her.

Lu Yan paused at the door for a few seconds, composed herself, and forced a smile. "Ya Guang."

Lu Yaguang ran in from the yard, "Mom!"

Seeing her son, Lu Yan felt some relief from the tightness in her chest.

Having grown up in an orphanage where she had to be mindful of others' feelings, she tried her best not to pass on her bad mood to her child after becoming a mother.

Lu Yan took Lu Yaguang's hand and said, "Help Mom pack her things."

Lu Yaguang nodded his little head, "Okay."

There wasn't much luggage, and it was packed in just a few minutes.

Lu Yan, carrying her luggage, handed the smaller pieces to Lu Yaguang. "Son, let's go."

Lu Yaguang asked, confused, "Mommy, where are we going?"

Lu Yan smiled at him, "Let's go home."

After saying that, Lu Yan couldn't laugh anymore, and her eyes welled up with tears.

Come back home?

But where is her home?

Lu Yan forced down the bitterness in her heart. "Let's go."

Lu Yaguang blinked and obediently followed Lu Yan's side, "Wherever Mom goes, I'll go."

Lu Yan's vision blurred for a moment, but quickly cleared. She reached out and ruffled his hair. "It still has to be my precious son."

Wang Jin drove Chief Zhou, which allowed her to leave smoothly.

Seeing Lu Yan's departing figure, Qin Xiaofang smirked smugly, turned around, and hummed a traditional opera tune as she went back into her house.

Back at the family compound, Lu Yan put down her luggage, settled Lu Yaguang in, and then went to the cotton mill.

I can't work as a nanny anymore, but I have to keep working at the cotton mill.

It's still early, let's take care of the work first.

Around 6 o'clock, Zhou Jianguo and Jin Aiyun returned one after another.

Upon entering the courtyard, I didn't smell the familiar aroma of food.

Jin Aiyun walked into the kitchen, puzzled, but didn't see anyone.

There was no rice in the pot.

Jin Aiyun called out, "Xiao Lu?"

No one answered.

He called out several more times, but no one answered.

Zhou Yanchen pushed the wheelchair out. "She's gone."

Jin Aiyun was taken aback. "Why did she leave? Did something urgent happen?"

Yesterday she was talking to Lu Yan about taking a break, and judging from her tone, she probably won't be taking any days off recently.

The more I thought about it, the more something seemed off.

"I hope there's some kind of emergency. Xiao Lu is all alone and has no one to rely on. I need to go and check on her."

As she spoke, Jin Aiyun took the key from Wang Jin and headed to find Lu Yan.

Zhou Yanchen: "Don't go."

Jin Aiyun paused, looking at Zhou Yanchen with a bad feeling in her heart. "Why?"

Zhou Yanchen looked directly into her eyes. "I fired her."

"What did you say?!"

Jin Aiyun suddenly raised her voice.

Zhou Yan remained silent.

Jin Aiyun was furious. She took a few steps up to him, took a deep breath, and demanded, "Why did you fire her?"

"Inappropriate."

"Something's not right!"

Since Zhou Yanchen's accident, Jin Aiyun has never raised her voice at him again.

This time I'm really angry.

Zhou Yanchen looked up to meet her gaze. "Then why do you think she's suitable?"

"Is it because she has a son that she's suitable to marry me?"

Jin Aiyun was stunned, a lump forming in her throat, and it took her a long time to recover.

Zhou Jianguo quickly came over to support her, gently patting her chest to help her catch her breath, "Calm down, calm down."

Jin Aiyun was stunned with anger, and also felt a little guilty after being exposed.

But seeing her son like this, she swallowed all her grievances.

"Yan Chen, I understand that you are angry with me, but Xiao Lu has never known my thoughts. She only wanted to take good care of you."

"You think you're having a hard time, and you're in a bad mood, but do you know how difficult life is for Xiao Lu? If you kick her out, aren't you pushing her and her child into a fire pit?"