Pregnant with twins, married to billionaire CEO

"My friend had some problems, so I went to help. Now I'm going to wash your socks."

There is no good outcome if you talk back to your mother. Yan Sidi knows that her position in her mother's heart is as insignificant as a feather, so it is better for her to obey her so that she can live a good life.

Yan Sidi took out Zhang Xiuli's smelly socks that had accumulated for a week and straightened them out one by one. When Zhang Xiuli took off her socks, they were in clumps and needed to be straightened manually.

"Sidi, are you going to look for your boyfriends?"

Zhang Xiuli sat beside her daughter and questioned her in a low voice. Seeing that Yan Sidi looked flustered and didn't say anything, she thought she agreed and became furious.

But this happened at home, with so many eyes watching, Zhang Xiuli would never make this public.

She knew that her daughter had several boyfriends at the same time at the art college, but she had no control over such matters.

In her opinion, her daughter was naive when she was young, but she became charming and graceful after entering college. This kind of temperament is very attractive to men, so she doesn't argue with her daughter about this.

"I'm warning you, don't hang out with those poor boys anymore. You want to marry into a wealthy family. Do you hear me?"

"I understand. I will definitely listen to you and marry into a wealthy family."

Yan Sidi responded obediently while rubbing her socks with both hands. Suddenly, she felt a piercing pain in her wrist and looked at her mother with tears in her eyes.

"Mom, my hands hurt. Every year at this time, my hands hurt when they touch cold water."

Zhang Xiuli looked at her daughter with tears on her face, patted her head in disdain, and angrily said, "Why are you so lazy? I asked you to do some work but you got lazy."

"I didn't. My hand really hurts. Have you forgotten that when I was nine years old, I accidentally broke a bottle of your perfume. You hit me and I fell on the broken glass of the perfume bottle, which caused my wrist injury."

"Is there such a thing? How could I not remember it? Don't slander me just to gain sympathy and not work. I am your mother. I gave birth to you and raised you. Please don't let me down."

The corners of Yan Sidi's mouth curled up bitterly: "You have forgotten everything, what else can I say."

She lowered her head and continued to wash her socks, her right hand shaking badly.

Tears dripped into the water without stopping.

After a moment of silence, Zhang Xiuli said, "I've thought about it carefully, and it's not what you said. Your hand must have been broken when you climbed a tree while being naughty."

Even with her hand shaking like that, Zhang Xiuli couldn't deny that her hand was really injured.

"Okay, okay, go and wash with gloves on. You won't be able to touch the cold water if you wear gloves."

"Ah."

Yan Sidi stood up and looked for rubber gloves. She didn't want to explain. Her hands hurt because they were cold. What was the point of wearing gloves? Could they block out the temperature? If they could, that would be great.

Yan Sidi spent an hour washing more than a dozen pairs of Zhang Xiuli's socks. She only took them to Zhang Xiuli to confirm that they were clean before she put them on the hanger.

She returned to the bedroom and took off her gloves. Her hands were red and swollen. Fortunately, her aunt took her to the hospital to buy medicine, otherwise she would have been unable to sleep tonight due to the pain.

"Sisi, why are you crying here? Why is your hand bleeding?"

Nine-year-old Yan Sidi was kicked out of the house because she accidentally broke her mother's perfume. She hid in the children's slide in the community and cried.

When she was most sad, a pair of slender hands gently lifted her up, holding her bleeding little hand with heartache.

"Aunt." Little Yan Sidi quickly put her injured hand behind her back.

Yu Sumin said softly, "Don't be afraid, Sisi. Let your aunt take you to the hospital to get your hand healed, okay?"

"Well, my hand hurts, aunt, please save me."

Such injuries were fatal for a nine-year-old child. Yan Sidi thought she was going to die here, but fortunately her aunt showed up.

Yu Sumin carried her away from here and went to the hospital. When the doctor was removing the glass fragments from the wound, Yu Sumin held Yan Sidi the whole time and comforted her not to cry.

"This child's hand needs surgery. Wait until her wound heals before doing the surgery. Otherwise, she will get a cold and feel pain when the temperature changes in the future."

Yan Sidi cried very sadly. She knew that surgery was a terrible thing and she would have to undergo surgery.

Yu Sumin comforted her: "Don't be afraid, my aunt just had a heart surgery some time ago, and she is fine now, right? Do you think I am okay?

Yan Sidi stopped crying: "Aunt, why did you have to have surgery? Are you injured too?"

"Well, my great aunt has a heart attack and needs surgery. Your surgery is simpler than my great aunt's, so it will be fine."

"Yeah." Yan Sidi was convinced, mainly because seeing that her aunt was still intact after the operation, she would definitely be fine too.

"Sisi, can you tell your aunt how your hand got injured? Did any other children bully you?" Yu Sumin looked at the poor child and asked softly.

"I accidentally broke my mother's perfume. She got angry and hit me. I fell because I didn't stand firmly."

Yan Sidi lowered her head, her body trembling with fear, her two little hands clenched tightly together.

"I didn't mean to do that. I didn't know my mom's perfume bottles were so slippery."

"I believe you didn't mean it." Yu Sumin reached out and gently tapped the tip of the child's nose, saying, "Be more careful next time. You can ask the nanny to help you get things."

"When mom is unhappy, she will ask me to take it. The nanny doesn't dare to take it." Yan Sidi was very sad. She looked up at Yu Sumin's gentle face and said, "Aunt, why does mom hit me? Will you hit Yan Nuo too? I have never seen you hit her."

Yu Sumin smiled and said, "I won't hit Yan Nuo. If your mother hits you in the future, you can hide and come to find your aunt."

"I don't want my mother to beat me anymore." Yan Sidi said sadly, speaking out her true feelings: "What does it matter to me if I don't have a brother, but my mother just wants to beat me. When my father said that I couldn't give birth to a brother, she beat me. Is a brother important? Aunt, you didn't give birth to a brother either, but uncle never beat you. Are my parents crazy? I saw on TV that crazy people like to beat their own children. Can crazy people be cured?"

"Good boy." At this moment, Yu Sumin didn't know what to say to comfort the child's wounded heart.

"I'll take you home and then tell your mother about your injury." Yu Sumin smiled. In front of her children, she always showed her tender and beautiful side.

Yan Sidi panicked for a moment and shook her head repeatedly: "No, aunt, I'll go back by myself. Mom doesn't like me sticking to you."

Yu Sumin was a little disappointed for a moment, but soon she regained her smile: "Then I'll take you to the gate of the community, you have to tell her about your injuries and ask her to take you to the hospital for surgery, understand?"

"Yeah." Yan Sidi nodded.

At dinner, Yan Sidi held up her injured hand and came to Zhang Xiuli: "Mom, the doctor said I need surgery on my hand."

"What's the point of having surgery for a child? Don't disturb me while I'm drinking the fertility soup. Oh, go back to your room and I'll get you some food. Your hand is injured, don't let your grandma see it, or she'll scold me for not being able to take care of my own little family."

"Then you promise me that you will take me to have the surgery, okay, my dear mother?"

"Okay, okay, go upstairs quickly, don't let your grandma see you."

A month later.

"Mom, please take me to see a doctor."

"What are you looking at? Isn't this minor injury almost healed? Go practice dancing. You must win first place in the school performance next week to make your mother proud. If you can't win first place, you'll be punished by me to kneel down."

"My hand hurts."

"It hurts, right? I won't give you any food tonight! Go practice dancing!"

"Yes, Mom." Yan Sidi wiped her tears with her little hands and walked towards the patio step by step.