Stealing Your Heart

In the end, Lin Xinyan gave in to Shen Xinyao’s request and went to visit her oldest son. When she arrived at the hospital, he seemed to have recovered somewhat. He was propped up in bed and chatting with Zhuang Zijin.

Shen Xinyao suspected that there was more to the matter than met the eye. “Did Yanchen get into another argument with Aunt?”

Lin Xinyan didn’t hide the truth from her. She told Shen Xinyao everything she knew.

“Wow, how could Aunt do that?” Shen Xinyao felt that Chen Shihan’s actions were a little too reprehensible for her liking.

They were living in modern times! Who cared about societal status anymore?

Even the princes of the English monarchy frequently married commoners nowadays. Was there a need for her to care so much about the family background of her potential daughter-in-law?

Lin Xinyan patted her comfortingly. “Just pretend that I never told you. It might make your brother feel uneasy.”

Shen Xinyao nodded obediently. “Yes, I know.”

That night, as Lin Xinyan prepared her son’s medicine, her heart couldn’t stop racing. It wasn’t that she distrusted Mu Yuan’er—however, she found it incredibly difficult to believe that taking herbal medicine would cure her son of his serious eye injury.

She handed her son the bowl of medicine. “After the funeral, let’s go and have you checked up at the hospital.”

about. He replied, “My eyes didn’t sustain just any injury—they were poisoned. Western medicine won’t

Xinyan felt rather shocked. “Poisoned,

hysterics. Looking at her agitated reaction, it appeared that his worst fear might actually come true. “Do you think I would joke around when

you take a longer

Yanchen nodded. “Yes, I can. I haven’t taken a single vacation since I started work. The army gave me three months

medicine wasn’t hot before placing

in the

laughter.

as he once

much more bitter than normal

indeed much more bitter than normal medicines. Hence, Mu Yuan’er always promised to give him

your eyes. For the sake of your health, you’ll

Yanchen couldn’t see anything right now, he could hear an undercurrent of

Lin Xinyan peeled a mandarin orange and handed it to

a piece of orange into his mouth. Smiling, he

held herself back in the end. Instead, she put some water into a pail

Yanchen felt a little embarrassed that his mother was

a child—how come you feel embarrassed around me only now? Besides, why don’t you hurry up and