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The two walked towards the school gate laughing, unaware that not far behind them, Shen Anya clenched her fists tightly, furious at the heartwarming scene before her. She had never known that Shen Jiayan had this side to him.

He used to be incredibly arrogant, never even looking at anyone properly. If she said ten things to him, he would barely be able to take his attention away from his phone and reply with two. He would also occasionally make sarcastic remarks and mock her. Now, he's actually acting all cute and affectionate with her!

So Shen Jiayan never really treated her like an older sister.

When Shen Luoluo and Shen Jiayan arrived at the school gate, Zhao Huizhen was already surrounded by several people, and their voices could be heard from a great distance.

"Huizhen, what brings you here to pick up the kids today? I never see you here before."

"You definitely won't see him, Huizhen is busy. She heard her son got into a fight today, so she came all the way here to pick him up."

The woman in the long black dress smiled. "Oh, I see. Huizhen, if you ask me, boys are more mischievous, so we need to keep a closer eye on them. Letting them run wild won't work. Look at my Ranran," she said, patting her son's head. "I'm strict with him, and he does well in school. He's in International Class now, and he's always in the top three."

The woman in the pink dress next to her immediately chimed in, "So amazing?"

"Oh! My child takes after his father; he loves learning and his grades have always been so good. Not long ago, he even participated in some competition and won second place!" The woman in the black dress praised her child without batting an eye.

Just as Zhao Huizhen was about to retort, Shen Luoluo's inner voice came through—

[I don't know if your child looks like his father, but he definitely looks like his grandfather. I've seen so many cases of infertility, but this is the first time I've seen a husband who couldn't have children and had to borrow sperm from his father.]

A sudden voice rang in their minds, startling everyone around Zhao Huizhen. What was that voice? What shocked them even more was the content of the voice.

The husband can't have children, so they're asking his father for a sperm donor? Did they really hear that right?

Only Zhao Huizhen watched them with a smile, saying nothing.

Affected by the sound, everyone's gaze involuntarily turned to the child next to the woman in the black dress. The woman in the black dress's expression changed drastically, and she instinctively shielded the child behind her.

Before they could figure out what was going on, the sound continued--

[Her husband still doesn't know his wife had a child with her father. Tsk, and this child too—she actually knew a long time ago that her mother and grandfather had an unusual relationship, but she just didn't dare face it.]

The boy behind the black dress froze on his face with a smile.

[What if this child finds out his grandfather is his biological father? Won't he go crazy? How will he address his biological father? Should he call him Dad or Grandpa? Or can he just call him whatever he wants?]

It was too late when the woman in the black dress realized that her child might also hear the sound.

The boy clutched his ears in pain, screaming, "Ah----"

"Ranran, Ranran, what's wrong?" The woman in the black dress hurriedly tried to touch the boy's cheek, but he dodged her. He glared at her fiercely and ran away, yelling.

"Ranran-- "

[Oh, and there's that auntie in the pink dress, she actually had six kids just to compete with the mistress in having more children! Her husband was so scared, afraid he couldn't afford to raise them, that he got a tubal ligation, which is why he didn't come today.]

[Won't her status in the family be even lower if she can't have children?]

Everyone's attention then turned to the woman in the pink dress. Since they were all in the same circle, they naturally knew how many children she had—it was indeed six.

To their utter astonishment, these six children were conceived to compete with the mistress? How low must their status be in the family? Living such a miserable life, yet the mistress dared to lord it over them? They had to rely on having children to gain favor?

The scrutinizing gazes of the crowd felt like knives cutting into her skin, each cut akin to being slowly sliced to death. The woman in the pink dress couldn't stand it any longer.

"Excuse me, I have some things to take care of at home, so I'll have to go now." The woman in the pink dress said goodbye, lifted her skirt, and quickly left.

Zhao Huizhen wasn't going to let her off the hook, and deliberately called out, "What's the rush? We've finally run into each other, why don't you say a few more words before you leave? Don't you have a nanny to take Nanny of your kids?"

[And there's the auntie in the white dress...]

[Hey! Why did she leave? I haven't even started watching the drama yet.]

Why did the one in green leave too? I just realized she and her brother-in-law have a rather unusual relationship.

"I forgot I had to visit my elderly relatives at the hospital later. Sorry, I can't keep you company any longer. I'll be going now." One after another, the group said goodbye to Zhao Huizhen and fled in a hurry.

Why has everyone left?

When Shen Luoluo walked to Zhao Huizhen's side, everyone who had been surrounding her had left. Shen Luoluo was still confused. "Mom, why did they all leave?"

Zhao Huizhen's smile stretched so wide it almost reached her ears. She replied with a laugh, "Everyone had something to do, so they all left."

Zhao Huizhen: Actually, I was scared by you.

Shen Luoluo felt a pang of regret, "[Why did everything suddenly come up? What a pity, I was hoping to join in the fun.]"

[These people are all carrying quite a few melons on them. I thought it was going to be a field of melons, but they're all gone before I even got to eat them.]

Zhao Huizhen laughed heartily, patted Shen Luoluo's head, and said, "It's good that they left, so they won't keep us from going home for dinner."

Shen Luoluo nodded, "[That's true.]"

"Alright, let's go home for dinner then." Zhao Huizhen smiled. "Finally, I can go back and rest. I've been worrying about this brat all day."

Shen Jiayan snorted, "You only remember my bad points. Other people's parents praised me, but you didn't say anything."

Zhao Huizhen remained noncommittal. The girl's parents held her hands, repeatedly expressing their gratitude, thanking them for having such a good son who saved their daughter's life and their entire family. They also said they would visit her another day to express their thanks.

Zhao Huizhen pushed the person into the car, saying, "If you're going to praise someone, you should do it after you get home and have dinner. Okay, get in the car now."