Lin Yanyu was wearing a plain dress and a white silk flower on her loosely tied bun.

A few strands of hair fell on her unmade-up snow-white cheeks, her eyes were swollen and her expression was haggard, like a magnolia flower knocked to the ground by wind and rain.

She sat on the edge of the bed in Lin Jing's room, her eyes fixed on something, looking at her little nephew who was playing on the wooden horse.

Lin Jing pushed the door open with a tray in her hand. Seeing this scene, she couldn't help but sigh, "Zhizhi, you haven't eaten anything today. Auntie asked me to bring you some hot osmanthus cake."

Lin Yanyu came back to her senses, gave Lin Jing a pale smile, and whispered, "Sister Jing, I'm not hungry and don't want to eat."

"How can you not eat? How can you bear it? Your face has become pointed these past two days."

Lin Jing put the tray on the bedside table and advised, "Eat a little. If you get sick from hunger, your brother-in-law will be distressed. He has been very tired from keeping vigil for the past two nights. Don't make him worry anymore."

Lin Yanyu's heart tightened, thinking of the dark circles under Li Yanqi's eyes, and she turned her gaze to the tray that exuded a sweet scent.

At this time, the little nephew who was playing nearby left the wooden horse and ran to the two of them. He looked up at Lin Yanyu with his round face and spoke in a baby voice.

"Aunt, Tianfu also wants to eat cakes."

Lin Tianfu was only two years old, which was the cutest time for a child. He was white and soft like a little dumpling, and his speech was a little unclear.

Lin Yanyu held Tianfu in her arms, picked up a piece of the softest sweet-scented osmanthus cake and handed it to him, saying softly, "Okay, Auntie will give Tianfu some cake."

The osmanthus cake had just come out of the oven and was just the right time to eat it. Tianfu found it very sweet.

Lin Yanyu's appetite was also aroused. She picked up a piece, took a small bite, and chewed it carefully.

Seeing her eating, Lin Jing felt relieved. She also picked up a piece from the plate and sat down on the edge of the bed next to Lin Yanyu.

He glanced at Tianfu who was sitting in Lin Yanyu's arms eating osmanthus cake and said with a smile: "This time next year, the child in your arms may be your own."

Lin Yanyu almost choked when she heard this. She stretched her slender white neck and forced herself to swallow it, her face flushed.

"Well, it's nothing, Sister Jing, don't talk nonsense."

Lin Jing patted her hands and said earnestly, "What's the point of not talking about this? If you get pregnant sooner, you can gain a firm foothold in your husband's family sooner."

As she spoke, her mood became depressed and she said sadly: "Don't be like me. I got married but never got pregnant. They scolded me as a hen that couldn't lay eggs, and finally I ended up getting divorced. Sigh..."

Lin Jing let out a long sigh. When they first met, she was the one who nodded in agreement with Du Jian.

She didn't care about appearance or family background, as she just thought that Du Jian's family was simple and had some wealth. Although he was not good-looking, he was ambitious and treated her very well.

When they were newly married, they were truly in love for a while, but she couldn't get pregnant. Her mother-in-law became more and more unhappy with her, and she would sometimes make sarcastic remarks or even beat and scold her.

Du Jian protected her at first, but later he turned a blind eye to her. When Du Jian's cousin came to escape, he even stopped coming to her room...

"Sister, don't belittle yourself. It's obviously the Du family's character that's bad. Don't forget that before you got married, you were also a good girl sought after by hundreds of families."

Lin Jing has a heroic appearance, a cheerful and generous personality, is hardworking and efficient, and indeed many matchmakers come to his house.

Who would have thought that after much deliberation, they would pick Du Jian, a Chen Shimei.

Lin Jing smiled calmly and said casually: "Forget it, we are getting divorced anyway, so what happens to them has nothing to do with me anymore."

Lin Yanyu smiled with relief and went to hold Lin Jing's hand.

"You want to divorce, what does Du Jian say?"

"I wrote to them, and they replied on the 29th of the twelfth lunar month, saying that they would send the divorce papers to me after the New Year."

Lin Yanyu thought for a moment and said, "Then it will be these few days. The sooner it is over, the better."

The tray of osmanthus cake is empty.

Lin Yanyu's fair cheeks were stained with osmanthus cake crumbs, but she didn't know it herself. She was still wiping Tianfu's mouth with a handkerchief: "Tianfu, you are shameless. You ate all over your mouth."

Tianfu raised his head and said innocently, "Aunt, you are too ashamed to have cake on your mouth."

Lin Jing laughed "Puff" beside him.

Lin Yanyu's cheeks suddenly felt hot, and she took a handkerchief to gently wipe away the debris.

The atmosphere is just right.

With a bang, the wooden door opened and hit the wall.

The three people in the room were all startled. Lin Tianfu shrank into Lin Yanyu's arms, crying with tears in his eyes: "Tianfu is scared, aunt, Tianfu is scared."

Lin Yanyu patted Tianfu's back soothingly while looking towards the door with a frown on her face.

After seeing clearly, Lin Jing stood up with her eyebrows raised, pointed at the person and said angrily: "Du Jian, this is not the Du family, why are you so crazy in my house!?"

Du Jian?

Lin Yanyu's delicate eyebrows frowned even tighter. She looked at the person who came, only took a glance, and then looked away with disgust.

It was because of Du Jian’s eyes that Lin Yanyu felt very uncomfortable.

When Du Jian married Lin Jing, he did not meet Lin Yanyu. He had long wanted to meet Lin Jing's cousin. He heard that she was one of the most beautiful women in Yunlong Town.

He knew that Lin Yanyu was beautiful, but he didn't expect her to be so beautiful. Just a quick glance at her made him feel numb all over. No wonder she could marry the county lieutenant of Yunlong County.

Du Jian stared at Lin Yanyu with his little eyes and pretended to bow to her.

"This must be the sister Yanyu that Jingjing often talks about, right? Hello, sister. I am Lin Jing's husband Du Jian. It's the first time we meet. I'm sorry for the rudeness."

Lin Yanyu's hair stood on end. She turned sideways to avoid the attack, frowning and keeping silent.

Lin Jing seemed to be meeting Du Jian for the first time. She grabbed the tray on the bedside table and threw it at him.

"You beast, who is your sister Yanyu? Take out the divorce papers! Get out of here!"

Du Jian dodged and rushed over to kneel in front of Lin Jing.

"Jingjing, don't be angry. It was all my fault before. Thinking back to the time we had together, I really don't want to divorce you. These past few days, I've been missing you so much that I couldn't sleep at night. Jingjing, stop making trouble and come home with me."

Lin Jing felt so disgusted that it felt like a toad was lying on her feet.

"You'd better go back and roll in bed with your good cousin and give me the divorce papers, or I'll call my father and brother to come over and beat you to death."

Du Jian was glad that he didn't let his cousin come in with him.

"Jingjing, you misunderstood. I have no choice. My cousin is too pitiful, so I... Even if you beat me to death now, I will not divorce you."

Lin Yanyu held Tianfu in her arms, frowning as she watched the farce, filled with impatience.

The Du family must have so many complaints and disgust towards Lin Jing that they probably wished she could just get out of here and make room for cousin Du Jian.

I've replied saying I'm coming to deliver the divorce papers, so what's going on?

"Jingjing, stop making trouble and come back with me. It would be embarrassing to let your sister and brother-in-law laugh at you."

Brother-in-law?

She thought she knew why.

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