Chapter 1372: Chapter 508: I Am the Evil Nanny (Part 10)_2

Well, Zhao Yan doesn’t actually resent her real mother, but she just doesn’t want to tell her roommates directly: my mom is a nanny!

Everyone says "earning a living with your own hands isn’t shameful," but no child would write in "my ideal":

I want to be a nanny, I want to be a construction worker, I want to be a junk collector.

And when parents educate kids who refuse to study hard, their methods mostly involve letting kids experience the hardships of manual labor.

Zhao Yan has never resented her real mother, and she has no right to resent her.

But she still tries to avoid letting her classmates, her roommates know her family’s real situation.

"There’s something, I, I want to discuss with you!"

He Tiantian deliberately sounded hesitant and flattering over the phone.

Zhao Yan was a bit surprised; her mom had always been strong-willed and independent.

Look no further than the fact that after her husband’s death, she didn’t remarry under the banner of "for the child," instead gritting her teeth alone to raise her daughter—this says it all.

Whether it was supporting Zhao Yan’s college education or deftly renting out the fields in their old home, or going alone to the Provincial City to work, all were decisions made by He Xiutian herself.

The most she would say to her daughter was a mere notification, never a discussion!

Today, what’s gotten into Mom?

Could it be that the thing Mom wants to "discuss" is too important or too sensitive?!

Suddenly, unease surged within Zhao Yan, and after class, she found an excuse not to join her roommates in the study room for self-study. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

She somewhat evasively ran outside the school gate and found her real mom, who had been waiting for a long time, and the mother and daughter went to the alley behind S University.

After looking around and seeing no one was nearby, Zhao Yan urgently asked, "Mom, what exactly is it?"

He Tiantian intentionally acted coy and hesitant.

Her gaze at Zhao Yan was filled with unease.

Zhao Yan’s heart grew increasingly anxious, "Mom, is it some trouble? Oh, please just speak!"

After saying this, Zhao Yan realized her tone wasn’t very good.

She hurriedly softened her tone, "Whatever the matter is, just say it. Even if I can’t solve it, we can think of a way together!"

Seeing her daughter was still considerate, He Tiantian thought to herself: Zhao Yan may be vain, selfish, and might cause trouble for her mom later.

But her nature isn’t bad; she’s just not firm enough and easily corrupted.

"Yanyan, I, I say this, you absolutely shouldn’t get anxious, and don’t overthink!"

He Tiantian continued to act hesitant, glancing around to ensure no one was nearby, then she somewhat bashfully said:

"I, the Professor Qiao I care for, he wants to marry me!"

Zhao Yan: (⊙_⊙)?

Real mom was quite straightforward, telling her to "just speak," and indeed, she directly said it.

Not even tactfully asking "Yanyan, do you want a dad" or anything like that.

Silently complaining a bit, Zhao Yan was filled with shock.

But after the shock, she didn’t feel the expected rejection.

When she was little, right after dad died, everyone around said real mom was still young and would definitely remarry.

Even her Grandma and Grandpa tried hard to persuade Mom to find someone else.

Back then, Zhao Yan couldn’t tell how scared she was.

She was afraid Mom would really get married and abandon her.

Or Mom would take her along when she remarried, but in someone else’s home, she’d be a burden.

With a stepdad comes a stepmom; she didn’t need to watch TV or be scared by adults—there were too many examples like that around her.

The husband dies, the woman remarries or runs away, leaving the son, leaving the daughter.

Some women can’t bear to leave their children, or the second husband’s willing to accept a girl, so they’d take their daughter when remarrying.

But the daughter, entering a new family, is either ignored by the stepdad or bullied by his biological children, living as pitifully as wildflowers in the field!

So, during that time, Zhao Yan cried quite a bit in front of her real mom, begging her not to leave her.

Whether it was her pleading that made the difference, or mom cared more about her daughter, no matter what the people around said, no matter how tough life got, mom didn’t remarry.

She stayed with her, alone farming, working, raising her through hardships, even sending her to university.

Now, Zhao Yan is already seventeen, and soon she’ll be an adult.

Her temperament might not be mature enough, but she’s no longer that helpless little girl afraid of her real mom remarrying.

She doesn’t have much resistance towards her real mom remarrying anymore.