peaking to her, she was shocked and overwhelmed with surprise, finding it difficult to form words."No... no need... to use it anymore." It was really strange. She was usually quite outgoing and bold,...Last night, all of her unconscious actions after she got drunk further proved this point. And in every way, they fit so well together; there couldn't be two people more suited for each other in the world.

Shu Tinglan remained silent, just like she had told Lin Zhixuan. Stability and security were what she needed most right now, and Zhuo Yu'an couldn't give her that.

However, what happened last night, whether it was true or a dream, she felt like a bad woman, at least not worthy of Yi Muyang's goodness.

Zuo Yu'an continues

“Tinglan, I won't disturb you for a while. Give yourself enough time to think things through.” While giving her time to consider, he also planned to return to the capital city for a visit with his parents. Many issues couldn't be avoided forever and would have to be resolved eventually.

Last time it was his haste, thinking that after getting married, the deal would be done and dusted, so his parents had no choice but to accept. But he ignored the fact that his parents were not ordinary people; they had a stronger will and determination than ordinary people. A head-on collision would inevitably result in mutual destruction.

If they leave their parents' issues unchecked, even if he and Tinglan stay together, they will still face constant conflicts, repeating the pain of the past.

Shu Tinglan never answered him. In her heart, the past was the past and couldn't be revisited.

When they arrived at the airport, Zhuo Yu'an stepped forward and forcefully pulled her into his arms. He whispered in her ear

“Tinglan, I'm trying my best. Could you also consider it”

Shu Tinglan did not push him away, she just said faintly,

"Zhuo Yu'an, you make me feel like such a terrible person."

This was the second time she had said this to him, and it was the truest thought in her heart at that moment. She was rotten to the core, unworthy of Yi Muyang's wholehearted devotion, and certainly not worthy of being a mother to their children.

Zhuo Yu'an loosened his grip on her slightly and looked down at her eyes. In his gaze, there was undisguised disgust and disdain for him.

"Thank you for making me hate myself so much."

She finished her words, unbuckled her seatbelt, and flung the door open.

Before the plane took off, she sent a message to Yi Muyang.

I'm back in the city today. When are you coming back

Yimu Yang quickly replied: I'm back today too.

Shu Tinglan: What time is your flight I'll see if we can arrive at the same time and go home together.

Yi Muyang sent a smiley face and then replied: "Shall we play a game, not talking about flights, to see if we have the fate to meet at the airport"

Shu Tinglan sent a childish emoji and didn't speak anymore.

This time back in the city, she actually had a new decision in her mind. She had never been as clear-headed as she was now, realizing that all her fondness and dependence on Yi Muyang were distorted, unhealthy, and unfair. She would rather she and her children be a little more hardworking like before than let such a bad situation continue.

Zuo Yu'an watched her pass through the security checkpoint before turning and leaving. He had a flight to Beijing an hour later, a ticket booked by Cui Jie, who was traveling with him.

Cui Jie, being older, has more experience in family and social relations than Zhuo Y uan. After returning to China, she learned that Zhuo Y uan and Ms. Shu divorced and were separated by their parents. She was initially shocked, thinking about what era this was. But then, considering Zhuo Y uan's family background and Ms. Shu's lineage, she understood it better.

This time she followed him, partly to take care of Zhuo Y uan; on the other hand, it was also to watch him and prevent another conflict with his parents.

But Zhuo Yu'an was more mature than three years ago, and his actions were more sensible. He didn't intend to clash head-on as he used to, and he had to change his strategy.

After years of absence, when his car pulled up to the courtyard gate, it was the maid who first saw it. She stared at him in disbelief and then cried out in astonishment.

"Yu An is back"

To her surprise, she realized she had overreacted. She covered her mouth and hurried back to call Teacher Cheng.

Cheng Zhimin had been feeling a bit weak lately. She was just about to take a nap when she saw her usually calm and composed nanny getting rather excited. She frowned, looking at the nanny. Her head throbbed slightly, and she didn't feel anything particularly worth getting excited about. In recent years, there hadn't been anything truly happy happening in their household.

Her son, Zhuo Yu'an, had not returned home for many years. When the old man passed away, Zhuo Hong became even busier with work. Besides necessary meetings that required both husband and wife to attend, the two were practically strangers. The people in her circle also looked down on her subtly, and she was too lazy to associate with them.

Is that all What's worth getting a nanny excited about

"Teacher Cheng, it's Yu An back."

"Who"

Cheng Zhimin's mind raced, he couldn't believe it. But the man jumped out of bed. No matter how big the conflict, after all, it was his own son, his closest loved one. Could he not be excited

"It's Yu An," the nanny said again, then accompanied her downstairs.

Mingming was internally overjoyed, but when he stepped out the door, he returned to his usual pride. He slowed his pace, gradually putting away all his emotions, and walked out expressionlessly with the nanny.

A son knows his own father best. No one would go to the temple three times unless something was up. Given their relationship, I wonder what he's up to this time by suddenly coming home.

"Did he say what he was coming back for" she asked the nanny.

He didn't say anything, but seeing him with his secretary by his side, he must have come here on a business trip and dropped by.

"Well, that's the sun rising in the west." Cheng Zhimin scoffed.

The nanny thought, "Teacher Cheng, if you only looked at people in a more positive light, you wouldn't end up lonely. You always pick on the things people don't want to hear."

As I arrived at the courtyard, I saw a tall figure walking towards me from afar. I had seen him before, when my grandfather passed away and we briefly met at the hospital. Back then, there was so much going on that I didn't get a good look at him. I just remember he had lost a lot of weight. This time, I could see that he looked more energetic than last time.

She kept her composure, refusing to speak first, waiting for Zhu Yu'an to break the silence.

Result Zhu Yu'an was not someone who could take the initiative to speak to her first. He just glanced at her and remained silent. However, Cui Ning, his secretary beside him, was very enthusiastic and came up to greet her.

"Hello, Teacher Cheng."

"Hello."

"Our CEO, Zhuo Zong, came to Beijing on a business trip and wasn't comfortable staying in hotels, so he wanted to come home to stay." Cui Jie is good at speaking, very naturally arranged for Zhuo Yu'an to stay at home.

Cheng Zhimin nodded and instructed the nanny.

“Go clean up Yu'an's room.”

The nanny was so happy she almost cried, and quickly said

“Our room at Yu An's place gets cleaned every day, so it’s ready to be lived in anytime.” He said this as he went to get Zhuo Yu An's suitcase.

Sister Cui also booked a hotel for herself and was preparing to leave.

"Then, Teacher Cheng and Mr. Zhuo, I'll go to the hotel first. Please contact me if anything comes up."

Coming on a business trip isn't bad either. Zhuyuan Technology has collaborations with several universities in the capital city, and this is a good opportunity to connect with university leaders.

Zhuo Yu'an remained silent and followed the nanny back to his room. His room was next to the old man's bedroom. As he passed by the old man's bedroom, he paused and glanced inside.

"Why don't you come take a look Grandpa hasn't touched anything." Cheng Zhimin finally found a topic to talk to him about.

"Mm." Zhuo Yu'an pushed the door open and entered.le, something that people can feel rather than see, something beautiful.This performance is beyond words.The director was setting the scene for her: "Think about the scenes you and Yuan Binghuan share...