Fortunately, there was no one around.
Only from a distance, Liu Lin was followed by four nannies, sashaying towards them.
Zhong Lingling wanted to avoid her but didn’t manage to do so in time.
“Sister-in-law, why are you in such a hurry?
Xiaojin isn’t leaving until tomorrow, right?
You don’t have to rush back to take care of your younger brother!”
Zhong Lingling slowed her pace resentfully.
Liu Lin quickly caught up to her.
Liu Lin and Xiang Aofeng were both twenty-eight, married for three years without any children yet.
“Sister-in-law!
Is there something you need?” Zhong Lingling asked politely.
“Nothing much!
Just feeling sorry for you!
So young and practically living like a widow!
On the surface, it looks glamorous to marry into a wealthy family, but in reality, you’re just an upmarket nanny—maybe even less than that!
Tsk tsk tsk!
Such a waste of your beautiful face and figure!” Liu Lin said with a look of sympathy.
Her eyes fixated on Zhong Lingling’s flawless, creamy skin, the jealousy for beauty clearly written on her face.
Zhong Lingling felt as if she had been slapped in public, and she didn’t know how to respond for a long time.
She was furious inside, but what Liu Lin said was true; she was indeed an ‘upmarket’ nanny.
Yet, even a nanny has some freedom, which she dared not even dream of.
“Sister-in-law, second sister-in-law, what are you talking about?
I thought I heard something about upmarket nannies!” Xiang Aoran’s voice came through.
Liu Lin was startled.
She hadn’t expected anyone to appear out of nowhere on the quiet garden path.
“Second brother!” Zhong Lingling called out respectfully.
She remembered Xiang Aoran, he was the person who carried Yimo on his back and went through the wedding ceremony with her yesterday.
Xiang Aoran and the eldest brother, Xiang Aofeng, though born of the same mother, not only differed in personalities but also looked quite dissimilar.
More importantly, despite being maternal siblings, they didn’t get along very well.
Xiang Aoran felt even closer to Yimo than to Xiang Aofeng.
Xiang Aoran’s skin was pale and clear, comparable to the bedridden Yimo.
However, Xiang Aoran had more angular features, while Yimo’s features were much softer.
All the brothers had impressive heights, fulfilling all the attributes of being tall, wealthy, and handsome.
“Second brother, when did you get here?
You just popped out of nowhere, you scared your sister-in-law!” Liu Lin said, not daring to look Xiang Aoran directly in the eye.
Because she knew, among all the brothers, Xiang Aoran cared the most for Yimo.
“Really?” There was obvious scorn on Xiang Aoran’s face as he said in a whisper close to Liu Lin’s ear, “In the future, I hope not to hear you curse my third brother, not even one sentence!”
After issuing the warning, he walked away first.
“So disrespectful!
Don’t you see who your real brothers are?” Liu Lin only dared to curse after Xiang Aoran had walked a good distance away.
She should remember that her husband, Xiang Aofeng, and Xiang Aoran were indeed blood brothers from the same parents.
How could he threaten her, the wife of the elder brother, on behalf of that boy Yimo.
“This is infuriating!” Liu Lin stamped her foot.
“Sister-in-law, I’ve got something to take care of, so I’ll take my leave first!”
“Sister-in-law, take care!” Zhong Lingling overheard the warning Xiang Aoran gave to Liu Lin.
She was secretly grateful that Xiang Aoran had, in a way, stood up for her.
After asking Xiaobing, she finally understood the complicated family relationships.
Xiang Aofeng and Xiang Aoran were the children of the deceased first wife; Yimo was the child of the deceased second wife; Xiang Miaomiao and Xiang Xiaolong were the children of Xiang Zongyin’s current third wife.
Although Xiang Aoran and his biological elder brother Xiang Aofeng did not have a good relationship, conversely, he was very close to Yimo.
During Yimo’s illness, Xiang Aoran was the one who visited him most often.