After Old Madam Zhao passed away, Zhao Hongliang sent a message to Liu Yunru, asking her to attend the funeral.
Liu Yunru took one look at it and directly blocked Zhao Hongliang's number.
After leaving Gang City, Liu Yunru followed Wen Yan to Ye City.
Using the property she received from the settlement, Liu Yunru opened a housekeeping company.
Now that she was older and her figure was out of shape, it was impossible for her to return to being a model.
Having been married into the Zhao family for nearly twenty years, she was familiar with household chores and was also skilled at organizing and tidying up.
After she set up the company, Wen Yan introduced clients to her.
Not only could she help clients clean their houses spotlessly, but she also provided professional organizing services. She soon welcomed her second and third clients.
She lived a fulfilling life every day, truly realizing her self-worth with her own two hands.
To thank Wen Yan, Liu Yunru carried bags of gifts to the Wen family home.
At the gate of the Wen family home, she bumped into a little boy.
"I'm sorry, Auntie, I didn't mean to," the little boy said very politely.
The little boy was handsome and delicate, with clear black eyes, a high nose bridge, and pink lips. He looked like he had stepped right out of a poster, extremely endearing.
Liu Yunru shook her head. "It's alright, little one. Do you live here too?"
Chu Ze nodded. "Sister Wen and Old Master Si are very kind. They let my grandmother and me live here."
Liu Yunru recalled Wen Yan telling her that Old Master Si had taken in a god-grandson.
It must be this little boy!
Seeing him, Liu Yunru subconsciously thought of Zhao Yu when he was little.
He used to be just as adorable. But later, under the indulgence and spoiling of Old Madam Zhao and Zhao Hongliang, he grew more and more crooked, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't correct him.
"I'm here to thank Miss Wen. Xiao Ze, could you help lead the way?"
Chu Ze nodded obediently.
After seeing Wen Yan, Liu Yunru expressed her gratitude repeatedly.
After dinner, as Liu Yunru was preparing to leave, Chu Ze came over holding a drawing.
He had personally drawn a sketch of Liu Yunru and gave it to her.
"Auntie, I hope you can be happy every day."
Looking at Chu Ze, who despite his young age seemed to know she had a lot on her mind, Liu Yunru's eyes filled with doting affection.
"Thank you, Xiao Ze."
Wen Yan walked Liu Yunru to the gate. From her gossip system, she saw the latest drama regarding the Zhao family.
[Right after Old Madam Zhao's funeral was held, Zhao Hongliang collapsed and followed her to the grave.]
[All of the Zhao family's assets have now fallen into Zhao Yu's hands.]
[Zhao Yu didn't think of Liu Yunru at all; instead, he let Li Liying and her daughter, Li Qianqian, move into the house.]
Hearing this, the Si family shook their heads.
For a son whose conscience had been eaten by dogs, it was right for Liu Yunru to disown him.
Wen Yan told Liu Yunru about the latest situation in the Zhao family.
Given the ambition of Li Liying and her daughter, their moving into the Zhao household was definitely for the money.
Zhao Yu was young and absolutely wouldn't be able to hold onto the wealth.
After learning about the Zhao family's situation, Liu Yunru's lips curled into a faint mocking smile. "I have absolutely no relationship with the Zhao family anymore. Whether Zhao Yu can keep the property or not is none of my business."
Returning to her rented apartment, Liu Yunru opened her social media feed.
Zhao Yu had posted a new update.
Li Liying had cooked a table full of his favorite dishes, and he took a group photo with Li Liying and her daughter.
The caption read: It feels so happy to be loved by a mom.
Even though Liu Yunru's heart had long grown cold toward Zhao Yu, seeing this post still made her heart feel as if it had been viciously pricked by a needle.
The pain made her nose sting, and tears suddenly fell.
She had painstakingly raised him from infancy. When he was a newborn drinking milk, she had to get up several times every night, while Zhao Hongliang, complaining about the noise, moved to the guest room to sleep.
When he was sick as a child, she guarded him without sleep or rest, terrified that something bad would happen to him.
He was the flesh of her heart; she would have given her own life for him.
As he slowly grew up and started school, she was strict with him, only wanting him to be successful in the future.
But he hated it, complaining that she forced him to study, forced him to learn extracurricular skills, and gave him no time to play video games. He claimed that only his dad and grandmother were the ones who truly treated him well.
The most ironic part was that he had only known Li Liying and her daughter for a year, yet he treated her like his biological mother.
Liu Yunru raised her hand and fiercely wiped her red eyes.
After taking a deep breath, she completely blocked all of Zhao Yu's contact information.
Liu Yunru went to the bathroom to take a shower. When she came out, she received a video sent by Chu Ze.
Chu Ze was sitting in front of a piano, playing a soothing melody.
"Auntie, I once had a bad mom. I heard from Sister Yan that you also have a disobedient son, but the rough patches will always pass, and the future will be filled with endless blooming flowers."
The tears Liu Yunru had finally managed to stop fell once again.
She solemnly replied to Chu Ze with a text message.
...
After handling Zhao Hongliang's funeral, Zhao Yu let Li Liying move in.
Li Liying treated him extremely well and never restricted him in any way. He felt so happy and free that he could fly.
Although he had lost his grandmother and father, with the companionship of Li Liying and Li Qianqian, Zhao Yu didn't feel lonely or sad at all.
Now he had money, a mother's love, and the girl he liked by his side; he was as happy as a god.
But the good times didn't last long. Soon, the Zhao Group was investigated for shady accounting, and their newly launched watches faced quality issues.
After Zhao Yu finished dealing with all the fallout, he found himself owing clients ten million.
With the clients pressing hard, he had no choice but to sell the properties he owned.
In a short period, not only had the company collapsed, but the two apartments he held were also gone.
Fortunately, there was still the villa he was currently living in.
This villa was worth tens of millions. Zhao Yu planned to sell it and buy a smaller apartment.
He went home and told Li Liying about this. He had expected to receive her support, but unexpectedly, Li Liying completely dropped her usual gentle and kind demeanor. She sneered, "Zhao Yu, are you daydreaming?"
Zhao Yu was stunned. "Aunt Li, what do you mean? Even if I sell this villa and buy an apartment, I'll still let you and Qianqian live there."
Li Liying glanced at Li Qianqian. "Baby, go bring Zhao Yu's luggage down."
A moment later, Li Qianqian came downstairs carrying a suitcase.
Li Liying sat on the sofa with her legs crossed, looking like the true mistress of the villa, elegant and haughty. "Zhao Yu, this villa is now under my name. It has nothing to do with you anymore. Don't ever show up here again, or don't blame me for being ruthless!"
Zhao Yu's eyes widened, staring at Li Liying in disbelief.
Just this morning, she had thoughtfully prepared breakfast for him, encouraging him to handle the company's affairs well and assuring him that she and Qianqian would be his strong backing.
Why had she suddenly changed?
"Aunt Li, what are you talking about? I don't understand..."
Li Liying interrupted Zhao Yu impatiently. "At your dad's funeral, I had you sign a document. It was actually a property transfer agreement. You voluntarily transferred this villa to me; no one forced you! Even though you have nothing now, you still have your mom. She took fifty million when she divorced. You can go ask her for money!"
