Qin Xue was driven to helplessness by Chu Molin, so she could only give in.

“Chu Molin, I’ll let you see, can’t I just let you see?” Qin Xue surrendered.

“Hmm, you agree to let me check?” Chu Molin raised his head to look at the blushing woman and asked.

“Mm-hmm, I agree.” Qin Xue nodded like a little chick pecking at rice.

“Xue’er, I’m sorry.” After getting his wife’s permission, Chu Molin lifted her clothes and saw two red marks, with two marks on her waist turning black and blue, showing how hard he’d been earlier.

“It’s okay, you didn’t do it on purpose.” Qin Xue knew that she couldn’t avoid this after letting him check.

“Wait here, I’ll go get some medicine to apply on you.” Chu Molin wanted to get up and fetch the medicine.

“No, there’s no need. I’m not that badly hurt. Don’t bother getting it, just lie down with me and rest.” Qin Xue pulled him down to lie beside her, not letting him get up to find medicine.

Chu Molin saw the two children sleeping soundly in the baby crib, then held Qin Xue and adjusted her to a comfortable position, kissing her forehead: “Wife, good night.”

After hearing this, Qin Xue sweetly smiled and soon fell asleep.

Chu Molin gently raised Qin Xue’s head, withdrew his hand, and then put on his shoes and went to find the medicine.

Chu Molin found the anti-swelling medicine among the bottles and applied it to his wife after returning to her bedside.

After applying the medicine, Chu Molin went back on the bed and held his wife as they both rested.

Ever since Miao Qingqing left Qin Xue’s house that day, she had been visiting their home from time to time.

She claimed, “I just love these two kids, and I don’t have anything else to do, so I came to see them.”

Chu Molin’s attitude towards Miao Qingqing changed from initial resistance to indifference later on, but neither of them pressed the issue, and it continued like this until Qin Xue’s one-month-old celebration.

The day before the celebration, Miao Qingqing came again, bringing some beautiful items along.

“Qin Xue, take this jade bracelet and these two pairs of silver bracelets for the children.” Miao Qingqing pulled out the gifts she brought and handed them to Qin Xue.

“Grandma, I can’t accept this, it’s too precious. Please keep it,” said Qin Xue. Although she didn’t know much about jade, she could tell that this pair of bracelets was valuable.

“Just take it. It was meant to be passed down to the daughter-in-law.” Miao Qingqing was even more satisfied with Qin Xue; she was kind-hearted and not greedy.

“Grandma, this is too precious. I really can’t accept it. As you said, it should be passed down to your daughter-in-law. You should keep it and give it to her later. What would people think if I, an outsider, took it? Don’t you agree?” Qin Xue said with a smile.

“Qin Xue, just take it. This was left behind by my daughter-in-law, intended for her own daughter-in-law,” Miao Qingqing insisted, putting the jade bracelet into Qin Xue’s hand.

Qin Xue felt overwhelmed and immediately sensed that something was off about Miao Qingqing’s words.

Just when Qin Xue wanted to give it back, Chu Molin spoke up: “Xue’er, just keep it. It’s rightfully yours, after all.”

Chu Molin had recognized his mother’s jade bracelet as soon as Miao Qingqing took it out.

It must be his mother’s last heirloom.

Chu Molin remembered that it had been his mother’s favorite jade bracelet. She had never let it leave her side when he was young, and he hadn’t expected it to be with his grandmother now.

He recalled asking his mother back then what was so special about the bracelet that made her so happy. She had told him, “It’s an heirloom passed down through the generations in our family. It was given to me, and I will pass it on to your wife.”