Yang Yan felt particularly unlucky ever since leaving the Gu residence.
A damned bird had chased him all the way, leaving droppings along the path, resulting in his hair and clothes now being covered in indescribable filth.
Enduring the astonished gazes of passersby, Yang Yan covered his face and returned home.
Xihua, who had been secretly following behind, was stunned: This… is just too unlucky, isn’t it?
Seeing Yang Yan enter the Yang residence, Xihua breathed a sigh of relief. She had insisted that the young master would never do something like keeping a mistress outside.
She found a clever child to keep watch and see if Yang Yan left the residence, then returned to the Gu residence to report.
Upon seeing Xihua return, Gu Yi tried to reassure herself, but she still felt somewhat uneasy, and her expression betrayed a hint of anxiety.
“Rest assured, Madam. After leaving the Gu residence, the master went straight home and didn’t visit any unsavory places,” Xihua quickly reassured her.
Gu Yi sighed in relief: An’an must just be shy around strangers.
Looking at An’an playing happily nearby, Gu Yi still couldn’t help but ask uncertainly, “An’an, is that father really that bad?”
An’an nodded her head vigorously like a rattle-drum: “Bad!”
Gu Yi’s heart grew uncertain.
Seeing this, Xihua suggested, “Madam, if you’re truly worried, why not secretly go take a look tomorrow?”
Even as Xihua said this, for some reason, Gu Yi’s heart suddenly began to race, vaguely sensing that something was about to happen.
“Xihua, let’s go back now, quietly,” Gu Yi composed herself.
Xihua acknowledged, though she didn’t understand why the atmosphere had suddenly grown tense.
“Ma, Mama, ta, take me…” An’an sat on the bed, reaching out to be held.
Gu Yi soothed her, “An’an, be good. Mama will be back soon. How about An’an plays with Brother Chen?”
“Ba, Ba no.” An’an stared at Gu Yi with teary eyes, making Gu Yi’s heart soften.
So she picked up An’an and quietly made her way to the Yang residence.
It was noon, and the weather was cold, so everything was quiet. The gatekeeper, upon seeing Gu Yi, was about to speak when Xihua stopped him.
They went straight to the study. The servant who usually attended to Yang Yan at the door saw them and couldn’t help but glance inside. Just as he was about to speak up to alert them, Xihua struck him with a brick, and the servant fell silent.
“Wow!” Sister Xihua is so amazing!
An’an stared at Xihua with sparkling eyes, making Xihua feel a bit embarrassed.
“Xihua, take An’an farther away,” Gu Yi said with a grim expression.
Xihua obeyed and left, while An’an looked at her mother and obediently nestled in Xihua’s arms.
Gently pushing open the study door, the soft creak didn’t disturb the illicit couple inside.
“Master, Master, when will you divorce that woman and marry me?” a coquettish female voice rang out.
Gu Yi felt as if struck by lightning: This voice was unmistakably that of Jiangxue, the maid from the old lady’s quarters!
The response was the man’s heavy panting, intermittent: “My darling, she naturally can’t compare to you. Just wait a little longer.”
Listening to the sounds of their passionate entanglement, Gu Yi felt her heart grow cold, unsure of how to position her hands and feet.
The commotion inside grew even more unrestrained.
“Yan-lang, but I just want to be with you openly! You have to think about our Yao’er!” The woman’s voice suddenly rose, breathless. “The tutor says that although Yao’er is young, he can already take the imperial examinations!”
Gu Yi felt as if she had fallen into an icy abyss, her hands and feet turning cold, her entire body trembling faintly.
He—he actually kept someone at home! And even had a child!
Calculating the child’s age, wasn’t it…
Gu Yi dared not think further.
Listening to the commotion from the inner room, Gu Yi’s eyes filled with hatred: Yang Yan, you are truly something!
Gu Yi didn’t know how she made it back to the Gu residence. Seeing her mother’s despondent appearance, An’an buried herself in Gu Yi’s neck and nuzzled against her.
“Ma, ma-ma, no, no cry.”
Gu Yi tightened her embrace around Little Tuanzi in her arms: “Thank you, An’an.”
If not for An’an, she might have remained in the dark for the rest of her life.
Xihua stood nearby, her heart aching as she watched her young mistress.
Despite the young mistress treating her husband so well—his salary was meager, and all daily arrangements were handled by the young mistress, even the so-called “Yang residence” was purchased with the young mistress’s own money.
Who would have thought that such sincerity would be repaid with such an outcome?
And even more despicable was that creature Jiangxue!
No doubt, when Old Lady Yang tormented the young mistress before, that wretched thing had stirred up trouble behind the scenes.
Upon hearing about this from Xihua, Ruhua felt heartbroken but couldn’t help asking: “Young mistress, what should we do now?”
Hearing the familiar address, Gu Yi looked up, her face streaked with tears.
Yes, she was originally the young mistress of the Gu family. Why should a mere live-in husband like Yang Yan have the servants address her as “Madam Yang”?
Wasn’t it just to show how deeply she loved him?
“Hah, letting him off with just a divorce would be too easy on him,” Gu Yi sneered.
She had to think of a way to properly vent her anger!
“He even secretly had a child—utterly shameless!” Xihua fumed indignantly.
“Mm? Ma, ma, ba, ba…” An’an mumbled something incoherently.
“What is it, An’an? Do you need to pee?” Gu Yi snapped back to reality and asked softly.
An’an shook her little head: “Ba…”
Little An’an was very puzzled. That cheap father was all grayish and not in good health—how could he have a child?
But she still couldn’t speak well, and no one could understand her meaning!
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“Ah—ah—” Little An’an suddenly perked up, her desire to learn to speak reaching its peak.
Seeing An’an like this, Gu Yi and the two maids couldn’t help but laugh.
Thank goodness for An’an (the little young mistress), everyone thought in unison.
However, what Gu Yi didn’t expect was that before she could expose that illicit couple, they actually came knocking on her door.
Seeing Yang Yan holding the hand of a boy around ten years old, Gu Yi’s face froze as if encased in ice.
“What is the meaning of this?”
Yang Yan truly had no other choice. Ever since Jiangxue threw a tantrum with him, coupled with his mother’s pleading, and considering that his son Yang Yao would need a legitimate status for the imperial examinations next year, Yang Yan had no choice but to bring the child to Gu Yi.
“Please don’t misunderstand, my lady. My heart for you is as clear as the heavens!” Yang Yan remained his usual self, effortlessly spouting sweet words.
“Ba, bad man!” An’an shouted.
Yang Yan glanced at Little An’an in Gu Yi’s arms, inwardly rolling his eyes: A little bastard is just a little bastard, with no manners at all.
Looking at his dignified and impressive son beside him, Yang Yan couldn’t help but swell with pride.
He absolutely had to make Gu Yi agree to adopt the child under her name!
“Madam, I came across this child by chance at the charity hall. Seeing his remarkable talent for learning, I was moved by his potential and thought of raising him under our name.”
Yang Yan was determined—Gu Yi would not refuse.
Gu Yi sneered, “Oh? So that’s how it is. I thought you had taken a mistress outside and even fathered such a grown child!”
Yang Yan’s heart skipped a beat, but years of lying had long taught him to keep a straight face. “Of course not. Don’t you know my heart, Madam? If I ever had disloyal thoughts, may I be struck by lightning!”
An’an: “…Wow, wow!” Strike him dead!
“Boom—” A thunderclap roared, and immediately, a torrential downpour began.
Yang Yan and Yang Yao were drenched from head to toe.
Strangely, the rain seemed to target only the two of them. No matter where they tried to hide, it followed.
Gu Yi was also startled by the sudden downpour. Without looking back, she immediately picked up An’an and walked away.
As for acknowledging his son?
Hah, not even in the next lifetime!
Buried in Gu Yi’s embrace, An’an secretly smiled.
Grandpa Thunder and Grandma Dian were quite impressive, after all. It wasn’t in vain that she had used her own leaves to brew tea back then, asking Little Koi to deliver a bowl to all the fairy ladies—everyone had loved it so much!