Director Jiang, don't let the divorce get out of control.

After Wen Ruan finished eating, the servants cleared away the bowls and chopsticks.

The old lady walked in with a cold face, sat on the sofa, and looked her up and down with her sharp eyes.

Wen Ruan's heart skipped a beat, and she couldn't help but think that the old lady probably wouldn't make her kneel in the ancestral hall anymore...

Her child saved her.

"Grandma, is there anything else?" Wen Ruan asked cautiously.

She wondered why the old lady was looking at her like that.

She had been hoping for her to get pregnant, and even used that as an excuse to punish her time and time again.

Now that she's pregnant, the old lady doesn't seem very happy.

Why?

"I never expected this..." The old lady hesitated, not finishing her sentence, her tone tinged with sarcasm.

It's as if Wen Ruan is completely unworthy of conceiving this child...

Wen Ruan herself was startled by this idea.

"Grandma, are you unhappy?"

Wen Ruan deliberately tested the waters, sensing that the old lady's attitude seemed rather subtle.

It made her inexplicably uneasy.

The old lady looked at her meaningfully, "How could that be? This is the Jiang family's precious grandson. Why don't you stay at the old house for a while?"

"There are maids here who can take care of you, and you should quit your job."

Wen Ruan's heart skipped a beat, even though she had never thought she would get pregnant, let alone resign.

Besides, the Graduate Institute of Translation and Interpretation offers maternity leave, which does not affect her work.

"Grandma, I'll take good care of myself. I'm newly pregnant, so there's no need for me to quit my job..."

She couldn't possibly quit her job just for the sake of her child.

It's even less likely that they'd live in the old house...

If she stayed here, she might become depressed before her child was even born.

"Since you're pregnant, why are you still going to work? What if something unexpected happens?" The old lady's attitude was very firm.

Wen Ruan frowned slightly and argued, "But Grandma, the work at the Graduate Institute of Translation and Interpretation isn't that hard, and I'll be careful myself."

"That's settled then. You should submit your resignation as soon as possible."

After saying that, the old lady got up and left, asking the maid to close the door.

Wen Ruan looked at the closed door, her heart sinking.

What does the old lady mean?

They want to detain her?

Wen Ruan realized that the old lady hadn't taken her words to heart at all.

They completely disregarded her wishes and thoughts...

Wen Ruan bit her lower lip and fell into deep thought.

Suddenly, Jiang Yubai's handsome face flashed through her mind, and she inexplicably relaxed a little.

It seems there's no need to worry too much; Yu Bai probably won't let her stay here.

But should she tell him about the pregnancy now, or... wait until he comes back?

As she pondered, Wen Ruan felt a wave of drowsiness wash over her.

She struggled to move her legs, lay down, and closed her eyes.

Since she can't go home today, she might as well go to bed early and recharge.

Wen Ruan had just lain down when she fell into a deep sleep.

The phone screen on the bedside table lit up briefly, then went out again.

Late at night, the door was suddenly pushed open, and a figure tiptoed in, carefully picking up Wen Ruan's phone and glancing at it.

He raised his hand to operate on his phone for a while, then put it down again and turned to leave.

The next morning, Wen Ruan was awakened by the blinding sunlight.

She opened her eyes blankly, took in her surroundings, and immediately remembered where she was.

By the way, she's at the old house, not at home.

Wen Ruan picked up her phone and glanced at the time: seven in the morning.

Jiang Yubai didn't reply to her message, and Wen Ruan pursed her lips in disappointment.

He must be very busy, but he'll be back by tomorrow evening at the latest.

Ding ding—

A knock on the door was accompanied by Aunt Yu's meticulous voice, "Madam, are you awake? It's time for breakfast."

Wen Ruan snapped out of her daze. "Get up, wait a moment."

She got out of bed, and as soon as she stood up, a sharp, piercing pain shot through her knee—

Wen Ruan turned pale and collapsed onto the bed in pain.

She lowered her eyes; after a night's rest, the bruises on her knees had widened, making them look particularly terrifying.

Walking became a problem, but she absolutely did not want to bow down in front of the old lady.

Wen Ruan changed her clothes, gritted her teeth, endured the pain, went to wash up, and went out.

She was startled when she opened the door and saw Aunt Yu standing there.

"Aunt Yu, what's wrong...?"

Why are you standing at the doorway?

Yu Ma looked at Wen Ruan expressionlessly, "The old lady is already waiting for you in the dining room."

Wen Ruan's heart skipped a beat. She had been to the old house so many times, but this was the first time she had breakfast with the old lady.

"it is good."

Wen Ruan nodded and followed Aunt Yu to the restaurant.

As soon as she reached the door, she heard laughter coming from inside.

Wen Ruan was shocked; she had never heard the old lady laugh so heartily before…

Did something good happen?

She walked into the dining room and immediately saw Jiang Wanxing beside the old lady, who was talking to her with a smile.

Wen Ruan was taken aback. When did she arrive?

It's not even 7:30 yet.

Hearing footsteps, the old lady and Jiang Wanxing both looked over.

"Ruan Ruan, you stayed at the old house last night?" Jiang Wanxing looked at her in surprise.

Wen Ruan nodded slightly, sat down at the dining table, and said, "Mm."

"If I had known, I would have come to chat with you last night," Jiang Wanxing said with a smile.

Grandma Jiang glanced at Wen Ruan sideways, but didn't say anything more. "Let's have breakfast."

The maid brought out breakfast, and Madam Jiang looked at Jiang Wanxing, "Wanxing, eat more."

"Okay, Grandma."

Jiang Wanxing smiled brightly and looked at Wen Ruan, who hadn't spoken, and asked with feigned curiosity, "By the way, Ruan Ruan, Yu Bai will be back tomorrow night, and it seems he'll rest for a couple of days afterwards."

Did he tell you? We might be going out for dinner sometime.

Wen Ruan's breath hitched, and she slowly shook her head. "No."

She had no idea about it.

They didn't even know when Jiang Yubai would return.

So he told Jiang Wanxing, but not her?

No, she shouldn't think that way.

Jiang Wanxing is a reporter for the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, so it's normal for her to know some of Jiang Yubai's schedule.

"Oh, I see. Maybe he hasn't had a chance to tell you yet. He was in a meeting until after 10 pm yesterday..."

Jiang Wanxing sighed softly, her eyes filled with helplessness. "I already told him to rest more."

Wen Ruan had already told herself not to pay attention to Jiang Wanxing's words.

But her words were like blades, stabbing into her heart.

Jiang Yubai didn't send her a single message, but contacted Jiang Wanxing instead.

Indeed, she shouldn't have had any expectations...

"Since Yu Bai is willing to tell you these things, you should also advise him to get some rest, as his health is the most important thing."

Grandma Jiang noticed Wen Ruan's expression and spoke earnestly.

Jiang Wanxing chuckled softly, "I know, Grandma, I will."

Wen Ruan ate breakfast without tasting anything.

After finishing her meal, she looked at Grandma Jiang and said, "Grandma, it's getting late. I have to go to work tomorrow, so I'll head back now."

Jiang Wanxing showed no sign of leaving, so she didn't want to spend time with her.

They didn't want to stay in the suffocating Jiang family old house.