Wang Meili went to find Wang Meiqi, handed her own money to her for safekeeping, and just then Sister Wang came over, bringing some braised beef and a bottle of white liquor, so the three of them drank a little liquor while eating the braised beef.

Only then did She remember that there was still a Liu Juanhao at home.

She just didn’t know whether, after eating those things, it would trigger early.

Thinking of this, She straightened up her bag; She had to clean up the things She had made before Gu Haojun came back.

This time She’d used a heavier ratio in the pastries than last time, and She didn’t know if it would work.

If it didn’t work, She’d have to endure another year or so, and using the same method as last time to drag out Liu Juanhao, She’d wear her down sooner or later.

When the time came, She’d use Liu Juanhao’s poor health and inability to manage the household as an excuse to take back control of the house, and then, as a matter of course, get her son’s wage card into her own hands.

It was simply perfect.

Who’d have thought that when She got home, the door was only half closed, and a neighbor saw her come back and kindly said a few words to her; only then did She learn that Liu Juanhao had actually been sent to the hospital.

It was just, who was that person? That person hadn’t told her either.

Forget it, She had to hurry up and deal with the stuff first. Wang Meili thought, if her son found out about this, getting distracted from her would be the least of it; mother and son would probably grow apart because of it.

But if She had to choose again, She would still choose to do it this way.

She couldn’t let a girl without a mother climb on top of her and push her around; this family had to be run by her.

Just like Yao Rumei back then.

Yang Yunhai didn’t say a word the whole time, just focused on driving.

But his gaze followed his girl every moment.

When Gu Chunhai pushed the door open, he saw Wang Meili sneakily dumping a pile of something into the water.

He walked in for a closer look—weren’t those the pastries that had just been made?

Why throw them away instead of eating them when they were perfectly fine?

What a waste.

"You... what are you doing here?" There was a hint of evasiveness in Wang Meili’s eyes.

This was the first time in half a year that She had seen Gu Chunhai.

"Haohuan’s wife is about to give birth, I brought some things over." Gu Chunhai glanced inside. "Where are Haohuan and Juanhao? And the little girl?"

Why wasn’t anyone at home, just Wang Meili alone?

"Them... they probably went out for a walk." Wang Meili forced a smile. "The three of them went out for a stroll as a family."

"A stroll? She’s about to give birth, what are they walking around for?" Gu Chunhai frowned. "What are you doing?"

"Can’t these things be eaten?" Why was She dumping them into the water? It looked really strange.

"I messed them up." Wang Meili said with her head lowered. "I was afraid the couple would come back and say I was wasting food."

And doing this wasn’t wasting it?

Gu Chunhai shook his head. "Alright, don’t throw them in the water, what a pity. Put them over there, I’ll take them back later and feed them to someone’s chickens."

Such good pastries, it was a pity to toss them like that.

Wang Meili forced a smile. "That... works too."

Anyway, as long as they didn’t stay in the house, as long as the stuff was gone, it was fine. Whether it was washed away by the water or eaten by chickens didn’t matter.

But right at that moment, Gu Haojun came back, and he even asked Wang Meili what those things were.

"What pastries?" Gu Haojun looked at Wang Meili coldly. "Mom, Juanhao is hemorrhaging badly—do you know something?"

Know?

Know what? She didn’t know anything!