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Whenever Koukou got distracted while drinking milk, he started fidgeting, wanting to play while he drank. Once he was full, he would spit up. Xu Han stopped teasing him and stuffed the nipple into his mouth. "No fussing. Drink your milk!"

Koukou could understand human speech now. Knowing his mother had scolded him, he obediently sucked on the milk, looking aggrieved.

Xu Han reached out and rubbed his head.

After Koukou finished drinking, he went to sleep. Xu Han put him in his little bed and tucked him under the new quilt Grandma Qiao had sewn for him, then went out with a headache to deal with the person outside.

Miss Tan seemed very interested in Yellow Immortal and persistently tried to tease him. Unable to bear the disturbance, Yellow Immortal followed the courtyard wall, leaped onto the roof above the gate, and continued sleeping.

Miss Tan: "..."

"Your pet is so aloof," Miss Tan said regretfully as she looked at Yellow Immortal sleeping on the roof.

Xu Han said, "He just takes a while to warm up."

Miss Tan: "..."

Animals could be slow to warm up too?

But Tan Xin did not dwell on that question. She tidied her slightly messy hair and asked with a faint smile, "Where's Koukou?"

"He ate and fell asleep." Seeing how she kept steering the conversation toward Koukou, Xu Han knew she wanted to use the opportunity to ask who Koukou's father was.

She checked the time on her phone. It was only a little after ten, too early to make lunch. She asked Tan Yue, who had been looking at his phone beside them, "Mr. Tan, were there any vegetables you especially liked from what you bought last time? I can go pick them from the field for you now."

Tan Yue looked up and thought for a moment. "Pick more broccoli and cherry radishes. Just pick whatever else looks good. You can get more—I specifically drove an SUV today, so there's plenty of room."

Xu Han smiled brightly. "All right. Then you and Miss Tan can sit for a while longer."

Tan Yue seemed busy. He nodded slightly and lowered his head to look at his phone again. Miss Tan, however, was quite free and said she wanted to come along for a look. Xu Han was a thousand times unwilling, making one last struggle. "There are bugs in the vegetable garden..."

"It's fine. When I studied abroad, I often went to farms. I wasn't even afraid of those fat, soft, thumb-sized worms."

Xu Han: "..."

She was afraid!

Xu Han had seen those bugs before. The last time she went to Aunt Li's house to pick pears, those worms had disgusted her terribly. Tan Xin's description made her skin crawl. Even after reaching the vegetable garden, she barely dared step inside, always feeling like she would touch one of those bugs.

Unlike Tan Yue, who could spin a whole pile of business ideas from looking at a garden of vegetables, Tan Xin's girlish heart overflowed at the sight of the lush, green produce. "Miss Qiao, you're amazing. The vegetables you grow are so fresh, tender, and adorable. They're beautiful."

Xu Han handed her a small basket and a pair of scissors. "Miss Tan, you can pick whichever ones you like."

"Thank you." Tan Xin's eyes were bright as she accepted the basket. Smiling sweetly, she said, "I can pick some to take back as gifts. Since I picked them myself, they'll feel more thoughtful."

Xu Han knew who she intended to give them to and did not respond. "Then be careful not to cut your hand, Miss Tan."

"Okay." Tan Xin seemed to be the chatty type. As she snipped crown pumpkins, she said, "Honestly, I really admire the simple, leisurely rural life you have, Miss Qiao."

"What's there to admire?" Xu Han gave herself a mental pep talk, telling herself there were no bugs in her vegetable garden, before she began pulling up radishes. "It looks comfortable to outsiders, but it's exhausting when you do it yourself. Especially growing vegetables—pulling weeds and watering them often leaves your back aching."

"Doesn't your husband help you?"

It had finally come. Xu Han sighed and said with faint sorrow, "I'm not afraid you'll laugh at me, Miss Tan. My husband cheated while I was pregnant, which caused our marriage to fall apart. Now we've gone our separate ways."

Tan Xin: "..."

"I'm sorry. I didn't know."

"It's fine. It's all in the past. I stopped caring a long time ago. Living alone is pretty good too." Xu Han spoke so openly, but her voice was practically on the verge of tears.

With that, Tan Xin felt too embarrassed to press any further.

Xu Han silently gave herself a thumbs-up for being so clever.

Xu Han let out a breath of relief. She had pulled up a basket of cherry radishes and was about to pick tomatoes when a car horn sounded from the road below. Her home stood by itself, and even Aunt Li's house, the closest one, was over a hundred meters away. Cars normally did not come here.

Could it be... An ominous feeling rose in Xu Han's heart.

She walked to the edge of the garden and looked down. Behind Tan Yue's imposing SUV, which stood over two meters tall, another sedan had stopped. The door opened, and Gu Yanqing stepped out wearing sunglasses. He also lifted Yuan Yuan, wrapped up like a rice dumpling, out of the back seat.

Xu Han: "..."

What she feared had come true.

Gu Yanqing, Miss Tan, Yuan Yuan, Gu Siqiao—great, the full mahjong table was complete.

As the year-end approached, more and more people began visiting Gu Yanqing's home. The Gu family was a wealthy, prestigious household, and many people rushed to curry favor and bring gifts at this time of year. It was extremely bothersome.

So whenever this season came around, Gu Yanqing would hide elsewhere and only return on New Year's Day, when things had finally quieted down.

This year was no different. Gu Yanqing had only just become a little freer at work when those people set their sights on him, irritating him endlessly. Thinking of Qiao Wanqing and Koukou, he simply brought Yuan Yuan along and drove to Dongyang Village.

He had noticed that Qiao Wanqing seemed quite fond of Yuan Yuan. Perhaps he could use that as a breakthrough. (Xu Han: ???)

Unexpectedly, Qiao Wanqing's home was so lively.

"G-Gu... Mr. Gu?"

When Tan Xin saw Gu Yanqing appear, her hand went slack. She had been carrying nearly half a basket of beautiful, fresh fruits and vegetables, intending to give them to the Gu family. Tomatoes, eggplants, and little pumpkins rolled all over the ground.

After seeing that video news report, Tan Xin had noticed that the child looked somewhat like Gu Yanqing. Moreover, the incident had happened at a maternity and baby store in this city. She could not help becoming suspicious—could Gu Yanqing really have someone outside?

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