A Tiger Does Not Eat Its Cubs

In the past, Wen Yiran was trapped in a world of unrequited love, as if under a spell.

But now, she had awakened, completely awakened!

"I was blind before," she said firmly, her eyes filled with deep despair.

Her sudden change made Fu Xichen start to doubt the rumors about her.

After his phone call earlier, Fu Xichen had learned about her situation in the mental hospital over the past four years.

Now, it seemed clear, she had indeed been helped by someone to escape.

Whoever dared to go against him and risk offending him to release Wen Yiran must have had a deep connection with her.

"Don't blame me for not warning you, Wen Yiran. The consequences of making me wear a green hat are severe!"

Wen Yiran was confused at first but then sneered at his domineering attitude.

"When you cheated, did you ever think about our marriage? Even if I did put a green hat on you, it's just payback!"

Instead of explaining, she used the most extreme lie to provoke him.

Whenever she thought about how cruel he had been just to protect Su Wan, her heart ached unbearably.

"What right do you have to bargain with me?"

Fu Xichen trembled with anger!

She finally admitted it! Admitted that she had been with another man in the hospital!

He would never let a woman who betrayed him off so easily!

"That's right, I have no right to bargain with you! If you have the guts, kill me!"

Wen Yiran had been tortured by him for so long that she no longer cared about life or death.

"Die? Do you think I'd let you off that easily? Oh, by the way, have you forgotten that you still have two children?"

Fu Xichen always knew her children were her weakness. Protecting them was her only reason to keep going.

As soon as he mentioned the children, Wen Yiran's emotions flared up again.

"You absolutely cannot touch my children! They are your flesh and blood too!"

She hoped that Fu Xichen could understand, even a tiger wouldn't eat its own cubs.

Fu Xichen frowned, his eyes dark.

"How can I be sure these two children are really mine, when you're just a loose woman?"

His suspicion and lack of trust were beyond what Wen Yiran had ever imagined.

She had thought he only doubted her, but she never expected him to deny even their children.

"Fu Xichen, you bastard!"

She was so furious that words couldn't describe it.

Her heart was completely dead toward this man.

"Get out! You've dirtied my bed!"

Fu Xichen's face darkened, a hint of malice flashing in his eyes.

Wen Yiran didn't want to stay another second. She turned and left as if escaping from the plague.

But after a few steps, she collapsed in the hallway, clutching her chest and crying.

The butler hurried over with Doctor Li and was shocked to see Wen Yiran sitting on the floor.

"Miss Wen, what happened? Young Master asked me to bring the doctor to check on you!"

He didn't understand.

Why was Young Miss sitting outside when Young Master had called for a doctor so urgently?

"Fake concern!"

Wen Yiran whispered weakly.

"Butler, who told you to be clever and bring the doctor here?"

Fu Xichen stood at the door, his face cold.

The butler looked helpless. He had been the one to call the doctor, and now he was being scolded for it.

The former Young Master had never been this fickle!

"I'll take him away right now."

The butler and the doctor left, looking defeated.

In the dimly lit room, a pale, trembling hand fumbled through the drawer.

Wen Yiran's body had relied on medication for a long time.

After being too emotionally overwhelmed today and given a sedative, her hands wouldn't stop shaking.

"Mummy, it's really you!"

Little Bao ran in and saw Wen Yiran having another episode.

He quickly opened the third drawer and took out three pills, placing them in her hand.

After taking the pills, Wen Yiran took a deep breath and lay back down on the bed.

"Is Mummy feeling better?"

Little Bao brought a cup of warm water to the bedside and asked with concern.

"Much better. Thank you, Little Bao. How's your injury?"

Wen Yiran tried to sit up, but she was too weak.

"I'm fine! But… what kind of illness does Mummy have? Why do you have to take medicine every day?"

Little Bao's voice was filled with worry.

"It's nothing serious. As long as I keep taking my medicine, I'll get better."

Maybe it was the effect of the medicine, but Wen Yiran felt drowsy. Before she knew it, she had closed her eyes.

Little Bao crawled onto the bed and snuggled into her arms, falling asleep without realizing it.

—

The next morning, Wen Yiran stood in the yard, holding a broom.

Looking at the ground covered in fallen leaves, she felt exhausted.

At five in the morning, the new assistant housekeeper, Liu Shen, had called her to clean.

He informed her that, from now on, she would be solely responsible for the yard, villa walkways, and living room.

It was clear, this was Fu Xichen's punishment. He was making her life a living hell.

Since she had no choice, she could only keep going and accept her fate.

"Mummy, I'm here!"

In the distance, her baby's voice rang out.

Wen Yiran turned and saw Xiaobao stumbling toward her, holding a broom.

This little guy was always so warm-hearted.

She put down her broom and walked over, taking it from his chubby little hands.

But Xiaobao wouldn't let go.

"Mummy, I came to help sweep! Let me do it!"

With all his strength, he grabbed the broom back and started sweeping.

But after a few strokes, he was already struggling.

"Good boy, go rest. Mummy can handle this alone. Don't forget, Mummy is a superhero!"

Wen Yiran squatted down, gently patting his head.

"Mummy is not a superhero! Mummy gets tired too!"

Xiaobao pouted.

Wen Yiran's heart warmed, and she almost teared up.

Her little boy was always so considerate.

"The Young Master has ordered that no one is allowed to help her with housework. If anyone does, she'll be permanently dismissed!"

Aunt Liu walked over arrogantly.

As soon as Xiaobao arrived, he had followed Aunt Liu closely, obviously watching Wen Yiran's every move.

Some things were understood but couldn't be said out loud.

As long as she could stay here and see her children every day, that was enough for her.

"Xiaobao, be good. Go play with Dabao. Mommy will finish soon and come back, okay?"

Wen Yiran picked up her broom and continued sweeping.

Xiaobao pouted but unwillingly went back with Aunt Liu.

—

As night fell, the lights in the villa flickered on.

The autumn night breeze was chilly.

A thin figure was still busy in the yard.

Outside Fu Xichen's room on the fourth floor, a small figure curled up in a corner, snoring softly.

The heavy footsteps approached, then slowed down.

Fu Xichen stopped, looking at Xiaobao in surprise.

Xiaobao smacked his lips in his sleep, as if dreaming of something delicious.

Fu Xichen was about to wake him when he heard the little boy's stomach growl.

"So hungry…"

Xiaobao pouted and mumbled in his sleep.