Zhao Yuyan returned to the villa in a state of uneasiness.

The handbag straps were covered with nail marks.

When Zhao Yuyan saw the aunt Jiang Dehai had asked to take care of her standing at the door, her face changed instantly.

She breathed more lightly and held her shoulders and back straighter.

The living room decorated with mahogany furniture does not have the slightest breath of life. It is so clean that it looks like a model house. It has nothing to do with softness and warmth. People who look at it feel depressed and suffocated.

Jiang Dehai was tall and had an elegant face. He was flipping through the newspaper in his hand. He didn't even raise his head when he heard the noise.

"came back."

"Ah."

Zhao Yuyan bent down slightly to put on her fluffy slippers and walked straight to the stairs. "I'm a little tired."

"Wait a moment."

The man's voice was deep and gentle, without any command in his words.

But Zhao Yuyan was frightened when she heard this.

She stopped stiffly, like a controlled puppet, and turned her head slightly to look at Jiang Dehai.

"What...what happened?"

Jiang Dehai turned a page of the newspaper and asked calmly, "Did you go to see Zhao Tianming?"

Zhao Yuyan knew that she couldn't hide it from Jiang Dehai, so she didn't deny it and just responded in a low voice.

Jiang Dehai put down the newspaper and extended his hand to Zhao Yuyan.

"come over."

Zhao Yuyan's steps paused slightly, but she soon walked over naturally and sat down next to Jiang Dehai.

Jiang Dehai held her hand, squinted at her hand painted with red nail polish, and played with it nonchalantly.

"He asked you for money?"

Zhao Yuyan nodded.

"You gave it to him?" Jiang Dehai pinched her chin and squeezed it lovingly.

Zhao Yuyan was forced to look up, and in order not to look into Jiang Dehai's eyes, her eyelids drooped slightly.

"No, no."

Jiang Dehai narrowed his eyes and chuckled.

"If you don't give him money, will he let you go easily?"

Jiang Dehai knew very well Zhao Tianming's greedy nature.

He increased the force of his hands and warned in an intimate tone: "Don't lie to me."

Zhao Yuyan was forced to look up the whole time, and her neck felt slightly sore.

Jiang Dehai: "You know why I don't let you contact Tianming, right? In order to deal with the mess between you and your brother and appease Li Huifen, the family spent a lot of money, and you have to live frugally as well."

As he spoke, he moved his big hand down, pressed it on Zhao Yuyan's belly, and kneaded it affectionately.

Zhao Yuyan shuddered when she thought of that half month.

She secretly took money without Jiang Dehai's knowledge. After being discovered, Jiang Dehai made her eat vegetarian food for half a month, such as radish tops, boiled cabbage, and stewed carrots...

Zhao Yuyan didn't want to eat at first, so Jiang Dehai sat with her and didn't allow her to leave the table until she finished eating.

She was so hungry that she couldn't bear it. She cried all night long and begged Jiang Dehai to give her some food.

Jiang Dehai smiled, stroked her long hair, and said it was for her own good and asked her to be patient.

The nightmarish fifteen days engulfed Zhao Yuyan's entire body.

She didn't dare to hide anything and told everything honestly.

"Jiang Zhao told Tianming that Jiang Chen had money, and Tianming asked me to ask Jiang Chen for money."

She paused here and didn't tell anyone about what Ye Rou had seen.

Jiang Dehai nodded and asked her, "What are you going to do?"

Zhao Yuyan learned her lesson this time. She hugged Jiang Dehai's arm and said obediently, "I'll listen to you."

"Do you want to see your son?" Jiang Dehai stroked her thin back with his big hand, speaking in a coaxing tone.

Hearing Jiang Dehai mention his son, Zhao Yuyan pursed her lips. She was unsure of what Jiang Dehai meant, so she didn't dare to speak directly and glanced at his face carefully.

"Go and have a look if you want to." Jiang Dehai touched Zhao Yuyan's face, "Do you want to give Tianming this money?"

This time, Zhao Yuyan did not hesitate and nodded directly.

Jiang Dehai's face darkened slightly.

Zhao Yuyan was most afraid that Jiang Dehai would get angry. Her heart was in her throat. She said nervously, "I will prepare Jiang Zhao's wedding well. Tianming... I will ask him to come to the military area less often in the future."

After she finished speaking, she looked at Jiang Dehai carefully and saw that the corners of his mouth were raised, but his heart was still tense.

"Good boy." Jiang Dehai seemed satisfied with her good sense. "Go see your son. Don't ask him for money. He won't give it to you."

"I understand." Zhao Yuyan hesitated and said, "Jiang Zhao is at the Qu family and refuses to come back."

When Jiang Dehai heard the word "Qu family", his expression turned noticeably ugly.

Obviously, he was disgusted by the fact that he had to cater to Qu Wanning in order to get promoted.

"He'll be back before the wedding."

Jiang Dehai lost his mood and stood up and said, "Take off your nails. Red doesn't suit you."

After saying this, he went to the study on the second floor holding the newspaper.

As soon as he left, Zhao Yuyan's tense body relaxed slightly.

"Professor Jiang, you are so nice." The new aunt flattered.

The previous aunt secretly fed her eggs, but was caught by Jiang Dehai and fired.

Zhao Yuyan smiled bitterly and looked down at her bright red nails.

If possession and control can be considered good things, then Jiang Dehai's kindness to her has already exceeded the standard.

Outsiders only see her glory, but only she can understand the bitterness behind it.

If at the beginning...

Zhao Yuyan stopped thinking about it. Dealing with Jiang Dehai was more tiring than she thought. She lost her strength, her shoulders slumped slightly, and she walked upstairs carrying her handbag.

Seeing her miserable look, the aunt curled her lips.

I really don't know the blessing when I am in the blessing.

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