The sky brightened.
After watching Li Qianfan drive away in his blue car and disappear into the traffic, Du Junlin, who had received his call that morning to protect Su Nanyin, curled her lips slightly. "So hypocritical!"
Since she had already openly announced her pregnancy, and the two of them couldn't bear the torment of "separation," why not stay together in the central courtyard, or perhaps the backyard?
Was there any need to lie on the phone last night, claiming to be working overtime at the unit, when in reality, they were at a hotel for a romantic rendezvous?
If this wasn't hypocrisy, what was?
She despised this kind of person the most –
Especially as a sourness welled up in her heart, she walked into the guest room and saw Su Nanyin sitting at the table, simply rinsing off and tying her hair.
Unable to hold back, she finally said, "Mom, how come you suddenly look several years younger overnight?"
What?
Su Nanyin blinked and turned to ask, "I look younger again?"
"Yes."
Du Yaoyao spoke the truth. "Could it be that staying in a hotel makes you happier than staying at home? Hmm, when I go to Li Family Village, I won't stay at home either. I'll stay at a hotel with Qianfan."
Su Nanyin ignored Yaoyao's sour tone.
She merely picked up a small mirror and carefully examined her complexion.
Her heart—
Began to sink: "I have allowed him to live in my heart again."
Previously, when Su Nanyin was gradually aging, the process was quite long. She and Maomaochong Yaoyao wouldn't have noticed the change unless they were deliberately observing.
But she was 35 last night, and overnight she had returned to being 29.
This six-year leap was quite significant.
Let alone Yaoyao spotting it at a glance that Su Nanyin looked several years younger,
Even Helan Tingmei, who had arrived at the unit entrance with her, was visibly stunned upon seeing her spirited demeanor, especially the youthful glow in her eyes.
She couldn't help but exclaim, "Deputy General Manager Su, after not seeing you for just one night, how have you become at least five years younger?"
"Is that so?"
Su Nanyin smiled demurely. "Perhaps I wasn't resting well these past few days, which made me look haggard. But last night, my sleep quality was exceptionally good. It's all about how good a woman's sleep quality is, isn't it?"
She wasn't lying.
When Li Qianfan left the room last night, it was ten o'clock.
Not long after Li Qianfan left, Su Nanyin quickly slipped into dreamland.
There was no sleepwalking, not even the emptiness she had felt on previous nights.
If Yaoyao hadn't called her to wake her up, she might have slept until noon.
"Excellent sleep quality, it's simply magical."
Helan Tingmei, not hiding her obvious jealousy, casually remarked, "How I wish I could sleep as well as you do at night."
Enjoying Helan Tingmei's envious expression, Su Nanyin asked, somewhat strangely, "Deputy General Manager Helan, aren't you still under thirty? Don't people in this age group generally have very good sleep quality at night?"
Helan Tingmei's gaze flickered.
She glanced at Yaoyao, who was escorting Su Nanyin to work, and gave a wry smile. "Perhaps it's because I'm too ambitious and want too many things. That's why I overthink every night, affecting my sleep quality."
"Hehe."
Su Nanyin chuckled, swaying her waist, and walked into the alley. "Deputy General Manager Helan, our ancestors had a saying. What's destined to be yours will be yours, no matter what. What's not destined to be yours, even if you desperately pursue it, will end up being futile."
Helan Tingmei followed half a step behind her and replied, "That's not necessarily true. Many things that don't belong to us might not be obtained even if we strive for them. But if we don't try, we will definitely not get them."
The two general managers walked ahead, swaying their hips and looking graceful.
Du Ke followed lazily behind.
She muttered to herself, "They're always scheming against each other, it's so boring. When I become the Grand General Manager of An Ren, will I have to scheme against my deputy like my mom? Sigh, it's so boring."
"Of course, if Qianfan were to be my secretary, Auntie Wujiang my executive deputy general manager, Elder Master Nanfang my second deputy general manager, and Grandmother Yang Xiao my head of the Operations Department! Hmph, I'm sure I would find it very interesting?"
Yaoyao's ambition was soaring—
At noon.
When Helan Tingmei entered the rest room, she drew the curtains.
Kicking off her shoes, she lay on her side on the bed and tried to hypnotize herself. "I am currently lying on a lush green lawn, with a babbling brook beside me. The sky is azure blue, with birds flying. The warm sunlight is like a lover's hand, caressing every inch of my skin. I am like a small boat on a calm sea, gently swaying with the waves, drifting into the happiest dream."
It was no use.
It was useless. No matter how Helan Tingmei tried to hypnotize herself, she couldn't fall asleep.
Instead, the more she tried, the more agitated she became.
She could only curse softly, roll over, squat in the corner, and rest her forehead against the wall.
Soon, her agitated heart gradually calmed down.
However, Su Nanyin's extremely beautiful face still floated in her mind.
Jealousy of a beautiful woman towards an even more beautiful woman was like a poisonous weed, easily disrupting Helan Tingmei's accustomed habit of taking a midday nap.
Everyone knew that.
For those accustomed to taking a midday nap, not doing so would result in listlessness for a long time in the afternoon.
It would also be extremely uncomfortable.
Helan Tingmei, who was currently working hard and only wanted to fight for that position, didn't want to be in that state.
She had to take a midday nap.
Even just ten minutes of sleep could be refreshing.
Su Nanyin kept provoking her—
"Bitch."
Helan Tingmei cursed in pain and had to resort to extreme measures.
She threw all her clothes aside.
From a divine perspective, it was like a giant, exquisite white jade frog squatting in the corner.
Her curves were exquisite—
Soon, Helan Tingmei fell into a deep sleep.
In the executive deputy general manager's office to the east.
With Li Qianfan away, Yaoyao, who bore the responsibility of protecting the Empress, was sprawled on the secretary's desk, sleeping soundly.
As for Su Nanyin.
She didn't go to the rest room.
She simply rested the back of her head against the chair. The moment she closed her eyes, she fell into a sweet sleep.
Was it one second or half an hour?
When she opened her eyes again, it was exactly one o'clock in the afternoon.
Energized, her cheeks flushed like white jade, and the youthful glow in her eyes was even more pronounced.
She hadn't dreamed anything specific.
Yet, sitting there in her chair, she had still slept exceptionally well.
Seeing a thin line of drool glistening at the corner of Yaoyao's mouth, Su Nanyin smiled a helpless wry smile.
She thought to herself, "Since childhood, Yaoyao's sleeping posture has been different from Mao Maochong's. Mao Maochong, like other girls, sleeps on her side. But Yaoyao, every time she sleeps, she sprawls on her back. I wonder who her parents are."
A sudden jolt of surprise.
Su Nanyin realized she was thinking about things she shouldn't be.
She quickly gathered her thoughts, stood up, tiptoed to the door, took her windbreaker, and draped it over Yaoyao.
She went into the restroom.
After washing her face in the mirror, she admired her peerless beauty with great satisfaction for several minutes.
"Brother—"
Unable to control herself, she whispered, and Su Nanyin startled herself again.
She quickly bit her lip forcefully to stop the terrible intrusive thoughts, turned around, and reached up to take a black athletic top from the drying rack.
Every morning at 9:30 AM, the civilian staff of An Ren would jog for half an hour.
As the executive deputy general manager, Su Nanyin naturally had to lead by example.
She would always break out in a sweat from the run.
It was inconvenient to change clothes, but it was fine to change out of her sweaty black athletic top.
She had to jog for another half hour in the afternoon, so she needed to change into athletic wear.
But as she put it on, she froze again.
Juice.
It was dripping out.
Although Su Nanyin had been producing breast milk since she "gave birth" to Yaoyao, it wouldn't come out unless the child nursed.
Now—
Looking at the dripping juice, the empress remained motionless for a long time.
Her heart trembled: "Could it be that because I've let him live in my heart again, 209 is becoming increasingly presumptuous?"
Who knows.
As night fell.
Yaoyao, who was unwilling to stay at An Ren Headquarters, drove her brave steed, carrying the great Empress, and stopped at the entrance of the Su family mansion.
"Mom, can you ask Qianfan to let me go with him to Modu?"
Even though she knew Su Nanyin would disagree, Yaoyao couldn't help but ask.
"No."
As expected, Su Nanyin uttered these two words faintly and walked through the gate.
Yaoyao pouted—
Then she heard Su Nanyin say, "Uncle Kui, come here for a moment."
Uncle Kui, who was tidying up the courtyard, hurried over. "Young lady, what are your orders?"
Su Nanyin instructed, "Tear down the door connecting the central courtyard to the backyard. Tear down that so-called Buddhist hall as well. Also, have Xiao Lu and the others move the son-in-law's bedroom back to the backyard."
Yaoyao was stunned.
However, Uncle Kui agreed without the slightest hesitation and immediately took people to carry out the task.
Clang clang clang—
By nine o'clock that evening, the results of Uncle Kui's efforts from an afternoon of hard work were completely undone.
In the courtyard.
Mao Maochong asked Yaoyao, "Has our mom lost her mind? Isn't she afraid that Qianfan will be careless and hurt the child?"
"Who knows?"
Yaoyao shrugged. "Perhaps being unpredictable is what truly defines a woman?"
Tch.
You say that as if you're not a woman.
As Mao Maochong looked at Yaoyao with disdain, she saw the Empress, wearing a tank top, standing at the living room entrance. "Little ones, we're playing cards tonight."
Playing cards?
Great!
Thank you, Your Majesty, for the financial support!
That night.
Mao Maochong Yaoyao was completely routed by the divine Empress.
If it weren't for the midnight chime, Du Yaoyao, who had lost heavily, would never have agreed to break up.
"Go to bed, all of you. Acting like night owls, what kind of behavior is that?"
The Empress yawned, kicked away the obstacle in her path, carried her money box, and pushed open the bedroom door.
"Mom!"
Mao Maochong Yaoyao reminded her, "That's Qianfan's bedroom."
"I'm sleeping—"
The Empress frowned, turned around, and asked, "Do you have a problem with that?"