Chapter 780: The Biological Mother Has Returned, Should the Child Be Returned?

The gift the older sister gave to her younger brother was a USB flash drive; the front part contained Business Administration courses taught through cartoons, and there would be small questions within the lessons. If the questions were answered correctly, a recipe would appear as a reward.

This gift was given very well; the little girl was not old, yet she was more thoughtful than the parents.

The couple was very satisfied, and after it was given to Sheng Zichen, the little guy was even more satisfied!

……

Shi Youxuan went to visit Jian Yixin's home.

The two had not seen each other for a while, and as best friends sitting together, they had endless things to talk about.

Shi Youxuan talked about the things that had happened at the Ji Family during this time; Jian Yixin listened with great interest, while also feeling it was unbelievable.

What era is this?

To think there is still such a place.

So the legendary Kingdom of Women not only has beautiful women, but also ignorant, decaying systems and barbarism that makes one's hair stand on end.

The mysterious veil of the Ji Family was being lifted bit by bit, but outsiders were only watching the spectacle and could not manage the affairs of the Ji Family.

But the marriage between Nianyin and Lao Qi was destined to be extraordinary.

Nianyin is the future Clan Leader of the Ji Family; she will enter and leave Jiangzhou very frequently in the future, and she will certainly bring the customs and habits of Jiangzhou to the Ji Family bit by bit, influencing the Ji Family.

I wonder if Ji Yingjie has realized this point?

The two were chatting very engrossed; Jian Yixin was also very happy to see her best friend, and once happy, it is easy to forget things. Shi Youxuan had been sitting for a long time without even having someone pour her a cup of water.

And the servants, seeing the two chatting so animatedly, did not dare to approach.

Sheng Moli took the initiative to bring over a cup of water and handed it over: "Auntie, drink some water."

"Good, thank you, baby."

Shi Youxuan took the water cup and praised the child: "Moli is so well-behaved."

Sheng Moli is two and a half years old and has finally learned to speak; his voice is soft and sweet, very pleasant to hear.

His personality is also much more cheerful than before, but he is still timid; he only approaches people he is very familiar with, and if someone is slightly fierce, he will hide far away.

The little guy was very happy to be praised, but he did not show it as obviously as ordinary children; he smiled shyly, then nestled beside his mother, sitting obediently, not naughty at all.

Shi Youxuan said to Jian Yixin with envy: "Your Moli is so well-behaved; I really want to swap sons with you."

Thinking of Sheng Zichen at home, Shi Youxuan's head started to ache.

Compared to Sheng Moli, Sheng Zichen is simply like heaven and earth.

One Sheng Zichen can be more troublesome than ten Sheng Moli; he cannot stay idle for even a minute.

Because he is too lively, Shi Youxuan even suspected that her son had ADHD and went to the hospital for a check-up because of this, but the test results were all normal.

What the doctor said was similar to the words of the elders at home—naughty children are smart, and they are likely to be successful when they grow up!

Whether he will be successful when he grows up is unknown, but he is certainly very troublesome right now.

Jian Yixin laughed: "You are just saying that casually; if I really swapped with you, you wouldn't be able to bear it."

Shi Youxuan asked back: "Could you bear it?"

She thought for a moment, then shook her head firmly: "I couldn't bear it."

No matter how many shortcomings one's own child has, they are still one's own good; it is only because they are one's own, regardless of whether they are biological or adopted.

Shi Youxuan thought for a long while, and finally decided to tell Jian Yixin about Shi Yuke's current situation.

After all, Sheng Moli is Shi Yuke's biological flesh and blood; what if she comes to snatch the child in the future?

Yixin should be kept informed; she has the right to know.

"Yixin, there is something I need to tell you; let Moli go to the room to play for a while."

Although the child is still young, he is sensible; there are some things that, if they can be kept from his ears, it is best that he does not hear them.

"Moli, be good, go to the room and play with your toys by yourself; Mommy and Auntie are talking about adult matters, you won't understand."

"Okay."

Sheng Moli is very well-behaved; he does whatever he is told, and he obediently went back to his room.

"What's wrong? You are rarely this serious."

She picked up a fruit knife and peeled an apple.

"Shi Yuke has been located."

Swish—

Jian Yixin could not control the knife in her hand, and the sharp blade cut a gash in her finger.

Fresh blood dripped down, but she did not cover it, just watching it with her own eyes.

"What are you doing? Your hand is bleeding."

Shi Youxuan asked the servant for a Band-Aid to dress it, but the small Band-Aid could not cover such a large wound, so she applied iodine and wrapped it layer by layer with gauze.

"It must hurt a lot, right? It's all my fault; I shouldn't have said it while you had a knife in your hand." Shi Youxuan felt very guilty.

Jian Yixin did not feel the pain in her finger; she reacted and asked hurriedly: "Where is Shi Yuke? Has she returned to Jiangzhou? Will she find my home and snatch Moli from me?"

"No way, Moli is my son; I absolutely will not allow anyone to snatch him away."

A flash of ruthlessness crossed her eyes, and Shi Youxuan could not help but shiver.

She had seen such a look before.

She had seen it when Jian Yixin first returned, only back then her enemy was herself, and now it had become Shi Yuke.

Being a friend or relative of Jian Yixin is a very happy thing.

She has always been very good to "her own people."

But being an opponent of Jian Yixin is definitely not a wonderful thing!

Back then, Shi Youxuan suffered a huge loss at her hands, and now that it is Shi Yuke's turn, she will have an even worse time.

The Shi Yuke of those years was no match for Jian Yixin, and she is even less so now.

"Yixin, don't get agitated, listen to me. Yuke hasn't returned to Jiangzhou, and even if she did, she wouldn't fight you for Moli. Moli is your son; no one can change that fact."

Jian Yixin's gaze softened slightly; she held Shi Youxuan's hand, her fingers ice-cold.

"Xuanxuan, I know you are a good person, and because you are kind, you easily assume others are kind too. It's not like that. Some people are born with only wolf-like nature and no humanity; if you don't destroy them, they might bite you back at any moment."

Shi Youxuan:...

Fine, she admitted that everything Jian Yixin said was right.

Yuke was indeed that kind of person.

Now both of them hoped that Yuke would not return to Jiangzhou. Shi Youxuan did not want her to return because she wanted her father to avoid the pain of burying his own child during his lifetime.

Jian Yixin did not want her to return, naturally, for the sake of her child.

If Yuke returned and didn't fight her for the child, Jian Yixin might not take action against her, but if... then it would be a fight to the death.

Speak of the devil.

A week later, Yuke returned!

First, she went to the nursing home to see Shi Yucheng.

"Dad."

She cried the moment she entered, crying miserably and looking incredibly sorrowful.

"Yuke?"

Shi Yucheng was happy at first, but soon flew into a rage and kicked out hard, striking her right on the kneecap: "Get lost! 'Dad' is not a title you can just call out. What is your motive for impersonating my daughter? Get out now, or I'm calling the police."

Yuke was stunned; she had a belly full of sob stories she hadn't even had the chance to tell, yet she was almost kicked to death by her father.

She was in so much pain she was about to faint, but she couldn't faint now.

If she fainted now, given the personality of this old thing in front of her, he would definitely throw her out.

Being thrown onto the street—she didn't mind the humiliation, but if she were thrown onto the street, getting back in wouldn't be so easy.

Yuke endured the pain, refusing to faint, and hugged Shi Yucheng's thigh, begging bitterly: "Dad, it's me, Dad, it really is me. I had plastic surgery; I really am your daughter, Yuke."

In fact, the old man had recognized her long ago.

Appearance can change, but the things one is born with cannot.

He knew what kind of character his daughter had; he just wanted to teach her a lesson, so she wouldn't think he had already forgotten about what happened last time.