After three years of misplaced affection, Mrs. Yu is no longer willing to pretend to be obedient.

"Brother... why do you look like you just came from a horror movie set?" Jane Ailing scrutinized Jane Sen.

The cold white light shone on his face, making him look particularly pale and magnifying his already obvious dark circles.

"If I turned into a ghost, you'd be the first one I'd come for," Jane said, making a face at her.

"What happened?" Jane Ailing stepped aside and went into his room.

His room looked lived in, clearly someone lived there. But Jane Elling distinctly remembered that Jason had moved out of the house last year and was living in an apartment with his girlfriend.

"Why are you living at home again?"

"I broke up with her." Jason leaned against the door and scratched his head.

Jason and his ex-girlfriend were college classmates and had been together for many years.

No wonder she looks like that, she's heartbroken.

"My parents are pressuring me to go on blind dates now, saying they want to introduce me to some girls who are a good match for me." Jensen smiled bitterly. "Jane Ailing, I finally understand how you felt back then."

"It's your turn too." Jane Ailing patted his shoulder.

She forced a smile, but felt little sympathy.

The world is finally fair. Everyone has the surname Jian, so why should she be the only one who has to marry someone she has no feelings for just because of family interests?

"By the way, do you have 50,000 yuan to lend me? I'll pay you back next month."

"What do you need so much money for?" Jian Ailing was in the stage of trying to save money, and she was very sensitive about money these days.

"It's nothing," Jason shrugged, seemingly not intending to explain. "Never mind."

"Brother, are you hiding something from me?" Jane Ailing stared at her brother.

Before the tragedy that occurred three years ago, the three siblings had a good relationship. Jason wasn't a good liar, and Jane Ailing usually got the information about major events in the family from him.

Jensen's lips twitched, and Wang Shuqin's voice suddenly rang out, calling them to go eat.

Just like when I was a child.

Previously, Jian Aiying was the most obedient, and she was always the first one to arrive at the dining table to wait. Jian Sen and Jian Ailing always liked to linger in their rooms, dragging their feet and not coming out for ages.

At this point, Wang Shuqin would always say that they were like young masters and noble ladies, always needing to be urged and pleaded with.

Jason responded and turned to go downstairs.

Jane followed behind him, suddenly feeling a little dazed.

Every time she goes home, she thinks of many things from the past, some good and some bad.

But whatever that is, it's all in the past. What she needs now is to move forward.

At the dinner table, Jian Ailing, who hadn't been home for a long time, naturally became the focus of her parents' attention.

Although they knew she had gone back to work as a photographer, this time Jian Hui and Wang Shuqin no longer had the same strong opposition they had shown before.

Perhaps feeling that their daughter and Yu Yunting had been married for more than three years and seemed to be getting along well, they stopped interfering in their daughter's daily life.

"It's good that you're able to go back to work," Wang Shuqin encouraged. "People can't always stay cooped up at home. As long as it doesn't affect your relationship as a couple, that's fine."

"Mm." Jane Ailing nodded with a smile.

There was nothing to begin with, so how could it be affected by her going out to work?

After dinner, Wang Shuqin specially called Jian Ailing to the balcony.

"Mom, did you need something?"

"It's nothing really." Wang Shuqin looked at her daughter, her eyes seemingly filled with emotion.

"Ailing, you're all grown up now. You have your own ideas about many things, and you don't share everything with your mother like you used to."

Jane smiled faintly, without denying it.

"When you and your siblings were a few years old, your parents opened a mutual fund account for each of you. One for each of you. It was originally intended to be given to you after you grew up and started your own families."

"After what happened, Chaoyuan also had financial difficulties, so that money was never given to you." Wang Shuqin recalled the past, turned her head to look out the window, and sighed softly.

"Now everything is back on track, and you and your brother have grown up. This is the money I saved for you, and I'm giving you back control of it."

Wang Shuqin sent Jian Ailing two account numbers and passwords.

Why are there two accounts?

"The other one belongs to your sister." Wang Shuqin's eyes flickered when she mentioned Jian Aiying. "I know you've had a tough time all these years. Since you married into the Yu family in place of your sister, I think this money should also be given to you."

"Whether you go out to work or not, the more independent you are, the more confident you will be in life, and you won't have to rely on others for everything."

"Mom, I would have been even happier if you had said these words when I had just gotten married."

Wang Shuqin's expression changed, but she didn't reply.

Jane looked at the account information she had sent, her mind churning with complex emotions.

When she feels that her parents don't love her, they seem to do things to show their care and love for her.

Just when she thinks her parents love her, she always manages to find evidence of them hurting her.

Love and hurt intertwined and became entangled, leaving Jian Ailing somewhat confused about what to do. Perhaps it was precisely this attitude that prevented her from hardening her heart and severing ties with her family, thus distancing herself from them forever.

"Mom, don't worry, I will gradually become independent and will not rely on anyone." After a moment, Jian Ailing raised the corners of her mouth and smiled at Wang Shuqin.

In order to become independent, her primary goal is to work hard and make money.

"Our photography studio has been doing quite well lately, with a lot of orders. I'll work hard."

Jane Ailing wasn't deliberately trying to appease Wang Shuqin; her photography studio had just experienced a sudden surge in orders for various projects.

"Our Copper Bell Studio is finally going to make a fortune!" Zhao Zitong grinned from ear to ear as she lined up shifts.

The name "Tongling Studio" is a homophone, combining one character from the names of Zhao Zitong and Jian Ailing.

"Sister Ling, you're truly our lucky charm. I have a feeling that our business has been booming ever since you came back to work!"

Sitting next to him, Jane Ailing chuckled. "Then why don't you give me a bigger bonus? What kind of work can you assign me?"

"Sister Ling, there really is a job for you." Du Xiaoyi, who was sitting not far from the two of them, suddenly spoke up.

In addition to post-production, Du Xiaoyi also manages the studio. She regularly posts promotional materials and photographers' profiles on social media, their own website, and mini-programs. Customers can then see the profiles and portfolios of the respective photographers and request a specific photographer to work with them on an event.

"I received an order, and the customer specifically requested that you take the photos."

"Really?" Jane stood up in surprise and quickly walked to Du Xiaoyi's side to look at her computer.

"Really, the other party just transferred 500 yuan as a deposit!" Du Xiaoyi showed her the payment record.

Jane Ailing was pleasantly surprised; this was the first time a client had specifically requested her to be in charge of the photography. After all, she had just recently asked Du Xiaoyi to help her create and display her promotional materials.

"What kind of clients are they? What kind of activities are they offering?"

"Hmm..." Du Xiaoyi frowned and pursed her lips, "Well... I can't say for sure, this client is a bit mysterious."

"The client specifically requested that you go to Qinggang Industrial Park."

"Why would you go to a place like that?" Before Jian Ailing could speak, Zhao Zitong couldn't help but interject, "Isn't that all abandoned factory areas?"