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Meng chuckled and reached out to gently touch Rong Ling's face. The area that was bruised earlier, although it had been treated with ointment and massaged, still had a faint trace of color. Rong Lin...Lin Mengxin was delighted in her heart, because she felt that the two brothers of the Ruan family seemed to be thinking of her. She could think of using the power of the media, so she wouldn't be stupid enough to let the situation get out of control. Rong Ling's third brother, Xiao Qiang, wasn't involved in media, was he At that time, he would definitely need his help. It's just that this kind of thing, she always had to inform Rong Ling. Otherwise, once that man found out later, he would definitely get angry.

Thinking about this, Lin Meng stuck out her tongue.

Anyway, for some reason, she just felt that if she didn't tell the man, he definitely wouldn't let her off the hook. The man had said earlier that he would be busy all day and after lunch, he hurried away. She thought about it and decided to not disturb him for now. She would wait until evening and give him a call to ask his opinion.

Turning back, she went to pick up her baby Xiaoyou. Unexpectedly, she saw a person who instantly made her feel complicated – Jiang's mother! She didn't know how Jiang's mother found this place, nor did she expect that Jiang's mother would have the ability to enter the Yan family. When she thought about Jiang's mother's identity, the wife of the Deputy Minister of National Security, it seemed not surprising that she could enter this place. Or perhaps their families had always been on good terms with Old Master Yan's family.

"How could you possibly be a parent"

From afar, Jiang Mu saw Lin Meng and pulled down her face that still held vestiges of beauty, coldly scolding her. Looking at her complexion, it was indeed much better than before, at least more rosy, and there was also a glimmer in her eyes.

Lin Meng felt a little embarrassed, she didn't understand where she had offended Jiang Mu again! But that was Jiang Po Lang's mother, Lin Meng couldn't possibly argue with her or take it too seriously. With a smile, she greeted Jiang Mu politely.

"Hello, Auntie Jiang!"

Jiang's mother frowned and let out a dismissive, cold snort.

Little Youyou, who was originally nestled beside Mama Jiang, hurriedly spoke in a childish voice. "Grandma, don't blame Mommy, this isn't Mommy's fault, it's Youyou who didn't tell Mommy!"

"Hmph, as a mother, she's supposed to pay attention to everything you do. You don't need to tell her, do you"

Lin Meng was confused, so he hurried forward a few steps to ask Xiao Youyou.

"Yoyo, what happened!"

Xiaoyou waved her hands, her little face scrunched up like a bun, looking a little troubled.

Jiang's mother immediately spoke up for the young boy. "Look at what they've done to Youyou! You, as his mother, are heartless and cruel, abandoning him like this and sending him to Old Master Yan to train in martial arts. Hmph, he is still your own son, isn't he! Can a mother treat her own son like this!"

That's a bit much!

There is no doubt that Youyou is her son!

Lin Meng's face tightened, and she reached out to grab the little boy, pulling him into her arms.

"Youyou, tell Mommy, what happened!"

The little guy shook his head and coquettishly said, "Mommy, mommy, it's okay, it's okay, let's go home first, okay!"

"Youyou!"

Lin Meng roared, becoming somewhat severe.

"You're being too gentle! Are you afraid the child won't get hurt enough"

Lin Meng was stunned for a moment. In the blink of an eye, she suddenly thought of something! Immediately, she reached out to pull the little guy's clothes. The little guy struggled a little, but after being glared at by Lin Meng, he immediately behaved himself. He stared with eyes like those of a fawn, looking pitifully at Lin Meng, as if he had done something wrong but desperately wanted her forgiveness.

Then Jiang's mother, her face dark and sullen, watched from the side with cold eyes.

The little boy's clothes were finally stripped away. When Lin Meng lifted the little boy's sweater, what she saw, those patches of horrifying dark purple bruises, immediately made her gasp and her eyes turned red!

What on earth was this child thinking He was beaten up like this, yet he didn't utter a word! When she was carefully applying medicine to his wounds in the car, the little boy just giggled, as if he wasn't hurting at all. Just as she was about to take off his clothes to check for other injuries, the little guy smiled sweetly and said to her,

"Mommy, don't take it off, don't take it off, there's nothing wrong under Youyou's clothes. Youyou is amazing, you protected your own body, so they didn't hit you. How about it, Mommy, is Youyou great!"

The little guy looked so pleased with himself at the time, softening her heart. She naturally praised the little guy for doing a great job, and even Yu Xu, who was sitting beside her, didn't hesitate to shower the little guy with praise.

She saw the boy looking cheerful and carefree, so she believed him, thinking that he only had some scratches on his face and hands. But who knew...

"You, child—"

Lin Meng's voice was hoarse, her face contorted with a pained self-reproach, and beneath it all, an unbearable heartache.

"Hmph, now you should know how irresponsible your mommy has been!"

Jiang Mu continued to coldly snort, seemingly very angry.

“This is all thanks to Old Master Yan. Otherwise, if this young one's injuries were kept hidden, then in time, even minor injuries would become serious ones!”

Lin Meng heard this, her eyes reddened even more. Reaching out, she gently caressed the little one's face, with a slight choked voice, softly said, "I'm sorry, Youyou, it's Mommy's fault, it's Mommy who didn't take good care of you!"

The little boy was a bit panicked and his eyes also turned red. The little boy loved his mommy very much, and whenever his mommy cried, he couldn't help but cry along with her.

"Mommy, it was Youyou's fault. It was... it was Youyou who lied to Mommy!"

The little guy puckered up his little mouth and gave Lin Meng a hard kiss on the face.

“Mommy, don't be angry. It was Youyou's fault. Mommy, don't be sad. It was all Youyou's fault. But Youyou really doesn't feel pain, really, not at all. I just got bumped, in a few days it will be fine, no pain, not at all…”

The little boy, with hands as big as cookies, was eager to explain. He tilted his head up and stared at Lin Meng with pleading eyes. Lin Meng gently kissed the boy's cheek and half-hugged him in her arms. Kneeling down, she turned her head and bowed deeply to Old Master Yan who sat at the head of the table. As a man, Old Master Yan was naturally more carefree, and besides, his age gave him a certain perspective.

"Lin Meng, you shouldn't blame yourself either. The little guy is quite sly; if he wanted to hide it from you back then, he definitely could have. So, in the end, it's all his fault. But he suffered a lot today, so when he gets home, don't punish him!"

Lin Meng shook her head again and again. How could she possibly bear to punish her precious son!

Mr. Yan continued, "Boys are tough, they can take a beating. The boy has only minor scratches and bruises, nothing serious. He's right, in a few days he'll be fine. Don't worry too much, Xiao Yan, don't fret either! Lin Meng is the boy's real mother, she wouldn't mistreat him. Besides, this child is so rambunctious, that Lin Meng managed to raise him like this already shows how capable she is. Don't be too hard on her, she's a good stepmother after all..."

Mr. Yan smiled warmly and kindly, stepping forward to act as a peacemaker.

Jiang Mu's nickname is Xiaoyan. Old Master Yan calls her that, which shows their relationship is unusual.

Since Master Yan had spoken so, Mother Jiang naturally had to give her husband face. Thus, the gloom on her face softened a little.

"Children are still young and always need more attention. You should take good care of them," she added to Lin Meng, but this time her tone wasn't so harsh.

Lin Meng lowered her eyes slightly and softly responded with an "Mmm." In front of Jiang Mu, she would subconsciously become a junior. Perhaps it was because she lived together with Jiang Po Lang's share of life that, subconsciously, she treated Jiang Mu as a mother she respected.

"After you go back, don't bathe the child anymore, just wipe him with warm water, and then apply the medicine again. Apply it three times a day, morning, noon, and night, and the wound will heal faster!"

As Jiang's mother spoke, she handed over a plastic bag. Inside were bottles, cans, gauze cotton and other things, obviously prepared specially for the little one.

Lin Meng didn't know when Jiang Mu and the little one had become so close!

Master Yan's words once again cleared up Lin Meng's confusion.

“The little fellow got hurt, but Xiaoyan was even more nervous than I, his master. Before I even had news, she rushed over and kept looking at the little fellow back and forth. Hmph, I only found out from Xiaoyan that the little fellow today put on a show of 'Lu Tixia angrily beats Zheng Guanxi'. The little fellow is so sly, but he might also be shy, stubbornly refusing to say that he was hurt and pretending to train with me. Hmph, I don't dare brag about anything else, but in martial arts, I still have some skills. The little fellow was injured, his movements were slightly sluggish, and I could tell at a glance. So, hehehe…”

“Master!” the little boy called out in a drawn-out voice, stubbornly. His small face was slightly flushed, and his bright eyes glistened with unshed tears. To be honest, he looked really cute like this, making people want to tease him just a little bit more.

"Well, still shy" Old Master Yan laughed even more merrily. This child was resolute in nature. Every task he set for him, he would grit his teeth and complete silently, making him always half-convinced that he wasn't teaching a four-year-old at all. But today, he could be certain. This child, sometimes behaved so maturely, but at his core, was still just a little brat.

When Old Master Yan thought back to when he had stripped the little boy naked in his struggles, leaving him in only a pair of underwear, the little boy's entire body flushed red, his tiny frame tense, his dark eyes darting nervously left and right, he couldn't help but chuckle!

Lin Meng, hearing this, also laughed along. She had never seen such a young boy before! However, when did her precious son become so easily shy Lin Meng was puzzled.

Elder Yan continued, "Old man, my hands are rough. This delicate work of rubbing medicine onto someone's skin isn't something I can do well, hehe, in the end, it was Xiaoyan who finished wrapping it up. But I feel like Xiaoyan is trying to steal my credit. Tsk tsk, as a grandmother, I haven't disappointed the little one who sweetly calls me 'Grandma' again and again!"

Elder Yan was speaking to Mother Jiang. But he was only teasing her!

Jiang Mu's face was slightly flushed, it seemed she was a little embarrassed!

Lin Meng immediately knew that Old Master Yan was telling her that Mother Jiang cared deeply about Xiao Youyou! She had rushed over in a hurry and was the first to offer medicine to the little one. It was clear to see how much Mother Jiang cared for her little grandson.

For such a development, Lin Meng was truly delighted. A few years ago when she was coaxed by Jiang Yichen to live at the Jiang family's house, Jiang's mother had been very kind to her, and she had always held a good feeling towards Jiang's mother. She had already lost one precious son, if Jiang's mother truly wanted to treat Youyou as her grandson, she wouldn't mind letting the little boy recognize Jiang's mother as his grandmother!

However, this confirmation couldn't be rushed, nor could it be a reckless move on her part. Because Lin Meng could sense that Jiang Mu still didn't have good feelings towards her! This point, Lin Meng understood very well. If anyone had harmed her son, she would definitely hate that person and do everything in her power to make their life miserable! Now that Jiang Mu hasn't taken any action, the biggest reason is because Jiang Chengfeng is stopping her, and Jiang Po Lang's dying words are holding her back.

Thinking of that boy who had always cared for her until his death, Lin Meng's heart ached, and a trace of sadness flashed across her face. When facing Jiang's mother, Lin Meng's attitude became even more sincere and respectful.

"Aunt Jiang, thank you!"

Jiang's mother seemed to disdain her gratitude, only coldly humming once.

"Grandma!" the little boy called out softly, his eyebrows furrowing slightly. He clearly didn't like Jiang Mu's attitude towards Lin Meng.

Seeing the little kids, Mrs. Jiang's face instantly lit up with a warm smile. Her eyes shone with the same gentle and loving warmth as a true grandmother.

"Little rascal, be sure to put on medicine when you get home, alright!"

"Well, I know. Grandma has told me many times, and Youyou will definitely not forget!"

"Then Grandma will come see you again tomorrow!"

"Okay!" the little guy replied sweetly.

Jiang's mother smiled and got up, leaving. It was clear she didn't want to stay with Lin Meng any longer!

Lin Meng looked at Jiang Mu's proud back and smiled. She thanked Lao Ye again, then led the little ones home.ould only let out a snort of displeasure. He didn't try to chase the person away any further.He sat down on the sofa, as straight and still as a clock, radiating an aura of authority. But he hoped t...