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On this quiet afternoon, Ding Meifang held her daughter's hand and came to a secluded alley.

The alley was located in a high-class area of Taipei. On both sides of the road were eight story elevator apartments, each with a wide courtyard on the first floor.

"Meifang?" A man's voice came from the walkie-talkie.

"Zong Han, it's me." Ding Meifang said softly.

The door opened.

Ding Meifang still held the Monarch's hand and did not hastily push open the door.

"The metal door opened, revealing a tall and thin middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses." I thought you wouldn't be here for another half hour. "

"It's fast and convenient." Ding Meifang said with a smile.

Lin Yijun's eyes were wide as she curiously looked at the world inside the door.

On the right hand side of the courtyard was parked a dark green and a black car. In the garden was a path paved with gravel, and there was also a small fish pond, red, yellow, and purple chrysanthemums of all colors, competing against each other in the summer wind.

"I just happened to be working in the vicinity, so you don't need to specially make a trip here." Ding Meifang tugged at her daughter's hand, "Jun, call for someone, he is..." Ding Meifen paused and looked at Yu Zonghan, not knowing how to address him.

"Just call me uncle." Yu Zonghan continued to explain.

"Hello, uncle. I am Lin Yijun. Mom calls me Jun." Lin Yijun immediately bowed 90 degrees, revealing a big smile on her face.

"Come in!" Without waiting for Lin Yijun to raise her head, Yu Zonghan turned around.

Ding Meifang still held her daughter's small hand tightly. Her daughter's thick palm seemed to be able to give her stable strength.

Lin Yjun could feel her mother's hands shaking. She didn't understand why her mother was so nervous until she walked into the living room and saw the man sitting on the sofa.

"Nan Tian." Yu Zonghan called out to the young man who was sitting on the sofa.

The man named Nan Tian put down the newspaper in his hand and stood up. Then, he looked at Ding Meifang and Lin Yijun with an expressionless face. That look was emotionless, but it was extremely cold and proud.

Lin Yijun immediately gave him a big smile and saw that Yu Nantian was frowning.

"Meifang, he is my eldest son, Yu Nantian. Nan Tian, she is … " Yu Zonghan introduced, but this time he did not know how to introduce Ding Meifang.

"I know, your fellow residents." Yu Nantian followed up.

"Nan Tian, have you always been this direct with your words?" He was half a head shorter than his son.

The two men had similar faces. Both of them had a frosty demeanor and a sense of majesty. However, Nan Tian seemed to have an additional domineering aura that was difficult to get close to.

"I just don't like to beat around the bush." Yu Nantian's words didn't have much temperature, they were flat and flat.

"In the future, she and her daughter will be living here. Everyone will be family."

"Your family doesn't mean it's my family."

"We talked. You said you didn't object." Yu Zonghan's kind words contained some helplessness.

"I don't mind, but there's no need for me to welcome them." Yu Nantian replied with a provocative tone.

"You know that the family needs a woman to help them."

Ding Meifang let go of the Sovereign's hand, walked to Yu Zonghan's side, and nodded to him.

"Hello, my name is Ding Meifang, she is my daughter, her name is Lin Yijun." Ding Meifang turned to look at her daughter, "Sovereign, call for someone!"

"Oh." Lin Yijun quickly bent her body by 90 degrees, "Hello, Big Brother Nantian. I am Lin Yijun. Mom calls me Jun." She smiled again.

When the monarch raised his head, Yu Nantian had already turned around and walked towards the room closest to the living room. He didn't even want to look at the mother and daughter.

"Nan Tian!" Yu Zonghan shouted.

"Zong Han, don't be like this." Ding Meifang lightly tugged on Zong Han's arm.

"Dad, I didn't expect your roommate to be so young." Yu Nantian didn't look back. With a bang, he disappeared from the room.

"Meifang, I'm so sorry." Yu Zonghan said helplessly. There was nothing he could do about his eldest son's actions.

"Don't say that. I understand everything. I'll be leaving first." Ding Meifang took her daughter's hand and walked towards the door.

"I'll take you to dinner." Yu took the car keys from the shoe cabinet by the door.

Today, Yu Zonghan had arranged for Ding Meifang to bring Jun to meet Nan Tian, and for everyone to go out for a meal. This would serve as a form of camaraderie between the children of both sides.

But he didn't expect his son's attitude to be like this! Although Yu Zonghan was in a dilemma, he didn't dare act rashly for the sake of family harmony. He only hoped to gain his son's approval.

Lin Yijun sat in Yu Zonghan's dark green sedan. She didn't mind his cold attitude at all. Ever since she was young, she had suffered many times more than this.

She knew that if she wanted to live a peaceful life, to please her family, to be obedient to them, to be an obedient girl, that was the only way she could at the moment.

She didn't want her mother to live a life without a meal. She was afraid that having food was the most important thing. Other dignity and face could be abandoned.

Her name was Lin Yijun.

It was the name of the market that many people would turn to when they shouted on the road. It was just like her lowly life. Not only was there nothing to praise or praise, even existence seemed unnecessary.

"Monarch, can you slow down a bit?"

The person that walked behind her was her best friend in the country, Fang Zi Rou. Fang Zi Rou's name was just like her name. It didn't seem real due to her literary talent.

White skin, big watery eyes, smooth black hair. When she spoke, she sounded soft and gentle, as if she was a beautiful dream girl from a movie.

On the other hand, Lin Yijun -

Charcoal was not the only one. His four limbs were short and his hair was short like straw. His pancake face was never as attractive as Fang Zi Rou's oval face.

"Oh?" Lin Yijun stopped. Can't you walk faster? "

"I'm wearing new shoes today!" Fang Zi Rou pouted her cherry lips and showed it to Lin Yi Jun.

"It's useless. I'm not a boy, it's useless for you to act like a spoiled child to me!"

"Monarch, we don't need that bit of time, my feet really hurt a lot!" Fang Zi Rou continued to use her invincible sister-in-law skill.

"Please, we are going to the same destination, why should we go separately?"

"He also said that it was all because of you. He insisted that I accompany you to buy clothes, which was why he delayed so late. It's almost 5 o'clock, if we don't hurry up, I'm definitely going to be late! " Lin Yijun had no choice but to drag Fang ZiRou as she walked towards the bus stop.

"You are going to work for my family, and my father will not deduct your salary!"

Fang Zi Rou's house had a chain of hotpot restaurants, and was a white meat pot with special flavors and delicious flavors that she inherited from her grandfather, causing her father to go from one shop to the current three. Whether it is spring, summer, autumn or winter, there is always a lot of business during meals.

Even though Lin Yijun was still a minor, with her relationship with Fang Zi Rou, her parents still allowed her to work in the hotpot restaurant to earn a lot of tuition fees from private schools.

Who told her to be useless? She couldn't do anything, even lose out on studying. Only a private high school could barely take her in.

"That is true, but I still have to go to work on time. What if your father expels me?"

"Don't worry, my dad won't fire you." Fang Zi Rou could only follow Lin Yi Jun's footsteps with a limp.

If there was anyone who dared to stop Lin Yijun from earning a lot of money, they would definitely not be able to finish the job. Fang Zi Rou didn't want to risk being targeted by Lin Yi Jun for three days and three nights.

There was only a minute left before Lin Yijun punched in the card perfectly and went into the kitchen to help. At her age, she was not fit to entertain guests in the outfield, so her job was to be an assistant in the kitchen.

It took her five in the afternoon to ten in the evening to wash the dishes, wash the vegetables, and sort out all sorts of dishes.

Of course, there are occasional exceptions, just like now --

"Jun, Little Yang is taking a leave of absence today. There aren't enough people outside, so don't wash these bowls. Go help me deliver the dishes first. Wait until there are fewer customers before coming in." The senior employee of the store, Auntie Li, whispered in Lin Yijun's ear.

"Alright." Lin Yi Jun immediately wiped her wet hands clean and then placed the dishes ordered by the guests into the plate according to the menu.

She carried a plate in her hand and served the dishes to the customers at every table with a glowing expression. If it wasn't for her young age, Father Fang would have definitely let Lin Yi Jun come out to serve the guests. Not only was she good-natured and her service attitude good, her sunny smile was also a magic treasure that touched people's hearts.

"I'm sorry about the dishes." She put down the dish. Sir, Miss, please enjoy your meal. " Just as she finished speaking, her raised eyes met with a face that seemed to have come from a long time ago.

In her heart, she exclaimed, "Ah!" It was Nantian. She immediately opened her mouth and gave him a big smile.

Yu Nan Tian looked at her as if he didn't recognize her. He remained expressionless as he focused all his attention on the young miss in front of him.

With her hot face pressed against Nan Tian's cold face, she didn't mind. She turned around and continued to happily smile as she served the guests at the other tables.

While she was waiting, she stood in the corner and peeked at Nantian.

He was slender, fair-skinned, and clean-featured. In men, he looked frail, but his temperament was cold, and he didn't have any obvious emotions. Since she was young, she had viewed people's faces with a great deal of respect. To put it in a better light, this Yu Nantian was a reserved and calm person. To put it bluntly, he was probably very good at scheming.

Not long after that, Yu Nantian's girlfriend called for Lin Yijun.

"Miss, do you need anything?" Lin Yijun asked politely. She wasn't stupid enough to acknowledge Nan Tian as a person. After all, this was a public place.

"Give us a bottle of sour plum juice, please." Yu Nantian's girlfriend said.

"Just a moment, please." Lin Yijun went to the freezer and picked up a bottle of sour plum juice, then respectfully placed it on their table.

Yu Nantian still didn't even look at her as he continued to bury his head in his food.

Lin Yi Jun busied herself. She watched as Yu Nan and her girlfriend left, but she still didn't have a chance to say anything to him.

It wasn't until eight o'clock that she returned to the back door of the kitchen to wash the pail of dishes in the sink.

As for her best friend, Fang Zi Rou, she was naturally very happy to sit at home and watch the show, enjoying the life of a young miss.

At the same age, her fate was completely different. Lin Yijun did not complain about heaven and earth. Thinking about what her mother had done for her, sacrificing her beautiful youth, no matter how hard she suffered, she would only grit her teeth and swallow it.

When she was five years old, her father had failed in his business and ended up with a huge debt.

Her mother, who was only twenty-five years old, shouldered the burden of raising her. No matter how difficult life was, her mother never let her go hungry or cold. They fled from the south to the north, hiding from creditors, sometimes spending the night in a park pavilion, and her childhood was spent every semester in transfer.

It wasn't until three years ago, when my mother joined Zonghan's company to work, that her life finally settled down. It was unknown whether it was because the creditors couldn't find them or because they had given up trying to recover their debts. In short, for the past three years, the mother and daughter pair had lived a very peaceful and peaceful life.

Her mother said that she would take her home. She didn't care if she lived a good life. She just wanted her mother to be happy for the rest of her life.

At ten o'clock at night, Lin Yijun took light steps and carried a bag of supper. Auntie Li had secretly asked her to bring them home.

She did not take the bus. She walked for twenty minutes to the edge of the city.

This was a backward residential area. The houses were all over fifty years old. In the dark alleyway, even the street lamps were old and only gave off a faint glow.

As she turned to walk up the stairs of the apartment, she couldn't see the man who had followed her.

His name was Nan Tian.

He was the eldest son of Yu Zonghan, who had just returned from a master's degree abroad and was currently working for Taiwan's top 50 Junjie Group.

To be precise, he wanted to know about the woman called Ding Meifang.

Ding Meifang was too young to be with a man who could almost be her father for the sake of love. He guessed that Ding Meifang was at most five years older than him. Maybe this woman was looking for Dad's money? And Dad was being seduced by this woman's beauty.

He didn't object to his father finding an old friend. After all, his mother had died many years ago, but he had thought that the girlfriend that his father would bring back would be around his age. He hadn't thought that meeting half a month ago would not only shock him, but would also make him unable to understand.

Looking at their surroundings, were they really living in such a dirty and chaotic place?

By the side of a desolate and backward traditional market, wild dogs barked a few times in the night sky. The summer night's wind should have been unbearably hot and sultry, but at this moment it was so cold that it made one's hair stand on end.

As he watched the little girl walk into the dilapidated apartment, he was filled with confusion and astonishment. If Ding Meifang was his father's woman, how could his father let them live in such a blind spot?

Holding back his curiosity, he came to the door of Fang Ji's hotpot the next day.

He remembered, her name was Lin Yijun.

That name was so ordinary that he couldn't even remember its name. At this moment, looking through the glass window at her radiant smile, the name of the marketplace suddenly entered his mind.

When he walked into the shop, she was no longer there.

"Welcome, mister and the others?" The waiter at the entrance greeted politely.

"I'm looking for someone. Maybe he hasn't arrived yet, so I'll just wait outside." With that, he walked out of the hotpot restaurant, not understanding what he was doing inside.

Did he want to know more about the two of them so that he could uncover some sort of scam? Or was he trying to prove that his father hadn't lost his head because of his lust, and that his father had made the right choice?

He walked around to the left side of the store, where a fire alley less than three meters wide was located. Walking into the alley, there was a small figure by the back door of Fang Ji who was diligently washing the dishes in the sink.

He was curious as to why she would work here as a high school student. Was her family really like the house they lived in, poor enough to need her age to make money?

If that was the case, then his guess was eighty to ninety percent correct. A woman with a child, living such a difficult life. Of course, he had to climb up to his father, a wealthy middle-aged man.

When Yu Zonghan saw his son return, he could only pretend he didn't see him.

The recent low pressure between father and son, although there is no verbal dispute, but the cold war has caused the loss of kinship more serious.

Ever since that day, there had been no more heart-to-heart conversations between father and son other than the most basic formalized ones.

In the past, the relationship between father and son had been faint, but not unfamiliar. Although there were few words, there was at least a certain amount of concern. However, these days, they were even stranger than strangers.

"Dad, I've already talked with Dong Le, he doesn't object to letting Ding Meifang in." Yu Nantian broke the silence and sat in front of his father.

Yu Dong Le, the second son of Yu Zonghan, is studying abroad and won't be back in Taiwan for at least two years.

"What about you?" Yu Zonghan adjusted his glasses and looked at his eldest son.

Actually, he valued his eldest son's opinion the most, because not only did his son's appearance resembled his, even his personality was the same as his.

The two of them were silent and taciturn. They didn't like to express their emotions, and they also didn't know how to speak sweetly. Furthermore, they had a stubborn temper.

"Dad, it's fine as long as you think it through. I'm just afraid that she has other plans." The 'her' that Yu Nantian had said was referring to Ding Meifang.

"Don't worry, although dad is old, his brain is still clear. Besides, what can she do? " Yu Zonghan deliberately retorted.

"Nothing is for the best. You decide for yourself what else to do." Just as Yu Nantian was about to turn around and return to his room, Yu Zonghan's voice came from behind him.

"Nan Tian, thank you."

Yu Nantian only pursed his lips, not saying anything.

How could he compromise? Perhaps he could lure the wolf into the house and find out what the wolf was trying to do.

The afternoon sun blazed down on everyone.

In the quiet alleyway, the light aroma of jasmine could no longer be smelled, what replaced it was the rich fragrance of osmanthus.

Lin Yijun came to the Yu Family home once again. Unlike the simple visit a month ago, she and her mother had packed their luggage together. With the help of Yu Zonghan, they bid farewell to the old and worn-out Yu Family.

"Come in!" Yu Zonghan was the first to open the door, carrying a large bag of luggage.

"Zong Han, Nan Tian isn't here?" Ding Meifang finally stepped into the house and looked around in fear and anxiety.

"He's gone on a business trip to Beijing and won't be back for at least a month." Yu Zonghan lightly explained, not revealing too much of his son's private matters.

When they heard that Yu Nantian was not here, Ding Meifang and Lin Yijun heaved a sigh of relief at the same time.

Lin Yijun looked around curiously. The last time she came in, although she tried her best to remain calm, she was still too nervous. She was so nervous that she could not see anything clearly. All she could see was Yu Nantian's expressionless face.

"Uncle, so you're the only one in the family now?" Lin Yijun was like a cat that was stealing fish. She was still a bit worried even though she was excited.

Was she really going to live here? It was hard for her to imagine that once she woke up, she would be kicked out of her home.

"Don't worry, I'll show you around." Yu Zonghan's calmness, wisdom, and maturity could be seen. It could be seen that he was the same as Nan Tian when he was young.

To the left of the living room was the master bedroom of Yu Zonghan, followed by his study, and then Yu Dong Le's room, while Yu Nan Tian's room was between the dining room and the kitchen.

Yu Zonghan gestured to the room opposite of Nantian, "Meifang, this is your room with the monarch. This was originally a guest room, so I don't know what a lady needs. Take a look at what's missing, and we'll go out together to buy it later. "

"Our usage is very simple, we shouldn't be lacking anything." There were tears of gratitude in Ding Meifang's eyes. If she could live here, she would never have to worry about being disturbed again.

"You guys tidy up first. We'll go buy something later and then have a meal together."

"Yes, thank you." Ding Meifang said.

"No more thanks." Yu Zonghan smiled, then turned and left, leaving the two of them alone.

Watching Yu Zonghan leave, Lin Yijun excitedly sat down on the soft bed. Her butt was moving up and down. She was like a child playing with the bed.

Although it was a guest room, it had a beautiful wardrobe, dressing table, and even a television and audio system. It was several times better than the small apartment they were renting.

"Mom, don't you need to sleep with uncle?" Lin Yijun asked innocently. Although she was only sixteen years old, under the tempering of time, her maturity and sensitivity surpassed that of her age.

"Mom, you're blushing!" "Haha …" "What's there to be embarrassed about? I feel that although uncle is a bit old, but he is really a refined and kind person. I believe that uncle will definitely give mother happiness."

"Monarch, won't you object or feel wronged?" Ding Meifang sat down beside the Monarch and gently held her daughter's hand. She didn't want him to worry about her, nor did he want her to worry about him. The mother and daughter pair relied on each other for survival, and their relationship was firm and deep.

"Of course not. As long as mom is happy, I will be happy. As long as mom is happy, I will be happy too. "

"Jun, promise mother, no matter what happens, you must protect your own safety. You must take good care of yourself. You must survive. Do you understand?"

"Mom, I understand. Don't worry, I won't make you upset."

She definitely couldn't let her mother suffer anymore! She knew that Nan Tian rejected them in their hearts, so fawning on Nan Tian and fawning on him was her most important matter at the moment. Join Bookmark Join Bookshelf Recommendation Vote Return Page First Page Return Catalog

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