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Looking at Yin Jiaren's bloodthirsty eyes, Sun Yufang was stunned, she had never seen this woman like this before. Swallowing her saliva, she retracted her hand, and obediently did not do anything else.

Seeing this house that she was completely unfamiliar with, Yin Jiaren slowly closed his eyes, and when she opened them again, his eyes were a field of chilliness.

Forget it, it was fine if he didn't want that little thing. He would never step foot into the Zheng Family again.

After coming out for such a long time, he wondered which little fellow had missed him.

As they walked along the road, Yin Jiaren forgot about the unhappy memories that the Zheng Family people brought him.

"Mom!"

At the entrance of the villa, Jiang Qing who saw Yin Jiaren from afar excitedly ran over and hugged Yin Jiaren.

Carrying a ball of soft and waxy wax in his arms, all of Yin Jiaren's displeasure for the day was swept away.

"Did you miss your mother from far away?"

"Yes, I want to think about it from a distance. Father wants to as well."

Yin Jiaren didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Carrying the child as she entered the door, Yin Jiaren naturally did not ignore the hostile gaze that was shooting towards him.

"Madam, now you can be considered a Jiang Family person, it's fine if you don't pay attention to your own image, but if word of this spreads, you will lose our Jiang Family's face."

Xia Sisi glanced at Yin Jiaren from top to bottom, and said with a look of despise.

Subconsciously touching the wound on her forehead, Yin Jiaren twitched her mouth. She knew what this Xia Sisi meant.

Jiang Yuan had been stuck on Yin Jiaren's body since a while ago. Only now did he notice the wound on her forehead and neck, and shock written all over her face.

"It hurts, Mom hurts, it blows from a distance."

As he said that, he wrapped his arms around Yin Jiaren's neck and carefully helped blow on her wounds.

Yin Jiaren's nose stung. She never thought that, other than her own family, the person who would care the most about him would actually be this little bun in front of him. However, she couldn't say it like that.

Yin Jiaren ignored the mocking and ridicule from Xia Sisi and prepared to walk into the living room with the child in his arms.

Xia Sisi waited at home for Yin Jiaren for a long time, thinking of a way to trip her up, but she never thought that his fist would be so weak like it was made of cotton.

"Madam, I'm talking to you!"

Xia Sisi stomped her feet in anger, and raised her voice to shout at Yin Jiaren, but before sshe could step in, he was heard by Uncle Zhao. Xia Sisi trembled in fear, and quickly shut her mouth.

Yin Jiaren stopped, held the child in one hand and helped him straighten his collar as she said slowly:

"Since you called me Madam, then you should do your duty as a servant. Also, when did Jiang Family have a person like you?"

It was obviously her back facing him, yet Xia Sisi seemed to be able to see the look of disdain in Yin Jiaren's eyes.

She was talking about the words "our Jiang Family" just now.

After Yin Jiaren entered, Uncle Zhao, who had most likely understood the situation, looked at Xia Sisi with a stern face and said with a serious tone.

"The lady was brought back by the mister. It's not up to you to pick a fight here."

Xia Sisi's teeth itched from hatred, but in the end she was still a servant. Even if she had the confidence to climb onto Mister's bed, she had no choice but to lower her head in front of Yin Jiaren.

But how could she allow this woman to act so arrogantly in front of her?

Looking at Yin Jiaren who was chatting happily with Jiang Yuan in the living room, Xia Sisi secretly clenched her fists. It seems like it is time to teach her a lesson, and let her know, being a lady of Jiang Family is not so easy!

At night, Jiang Siming called. He said that the company could not come back to eat if they had business, but Yin Jiaren was relaxed. After watching his son eat, he watched the TV for a while before coaxing his son to sleep.

"Do you want to hear Mom's story from a distance?"

After showering and changing into their pajamas, the mother and son lay on the bed far away from the river.

"A story?" Jiang Yuan stared at Yin Jiaren with his watery eyes, obviously not understanding the meaning of the story she was telling.

Yin Jiaren couldn't help but hold her forehead. She was stupid enough to think that Jiang Siming would tell her a bedtime story …

After thinking for a long time, Yin Jiaren didn't know how to explain anything. She simply told a few stories at once, but the more she listened, the more spirited she became.

"Okay, far away. It's late and you should go to bed. Why don't you listen to the story tomorrow?"

Jiang Yuan's originally excited face collapsed, and he curled his lips. In the end, he nodded his head and closed his eyes, as if he understood what was going on.

After coaxing his son to sleep, Yin Jiaren heaved a sigh of relief. Before she even had the chance to exclaim about how hard it was to be a mother, she went out of the door and almost ran into Jiang Siming's arms.

"You …"

The man in front of him was just inches away from him. Yin Jiaren was so frightened that she pushed herself against the door.

"Are you asleep?"

Hearing Jiang Siming's deliberately suppressed low voice, Yin Jiaren's face turned even redder as he hurriedly nodded his head.

Just as he was about to find an excuse to leave, Jiang Siming seemed to have seen through her thoughts.

"I... I accidentally knocked it. " Since Yin Jiaren could not be bothered to tell others that she was in the Zheng Family, she started to panic.

Jiang Siming's dark and deep eyes could not be seen, he extended his hand, his cold fingers touched Yin Jiaren's neck, "What about here?"

"Here... This was a careless stroke. "

"I wasn't careful …"

The two of them were too close, Jiang Siming's warm breath had landed on Yin Jiaren's face, she did not dare look at himself in the mirror to see how red he was.

"Come here."

Jiang Siming pulled the dumbstruck Yin Jiaren, and walked towards his own room with big steps.

"Sit."

Ok, this is your house. You have the final say, Yin Jiaren had 100 unwillingness in her heart so she could only sit on the sofa across the bed.

Jiang Siming untied his tie slowly and then took off the jacket on his body. It was clearly a very simple action, but Yin Jiaren was completely mesmerized by it.

Did this man know how seductive he looked when he took off his clothes?

Without noticing what Yin Jiaren was thinking, Jiang Siming put down his jacket, opened the drawer, and took out the medicine box.

Could it be that he …

"Cough!" "Si Ming, I can do it myself, I don't need to trouble you …"

Yin Jiaren was overwhelmed by his words, but before he could finish, he was shocked speechless by his cold stare.

Jiang Siming found the medicine and paused for a moment: "From now on, don't lie in front of me, understand?"

Yin Jiaren was startled, she realised what he meant after a moment, was it so obvious?