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Shen Ruyi, a teenage girl, abandons everything to become a wife and a mother to three kids whom her sister had abandoned.

With an engagement to the man she had liked since she was young, she thought, finally, her life was getting back on track.

For five years, she sacrificed her life, and all the time, she had to be a good and present mother and also fulfill the duties of being a dutiful wife, but with all the sacrifices, their hearts wouldn't be moved, and neither be warmed. And suddenly, her sister shows up; she had abandoned them, but they still chose her.

From a Nanny to a Pampered Wife & Mother.

Lu Wan Ruyi laughed, low and melodic, a sound that made several heads turn in their direction looking at that charming face. Her fingers tapped rhythmically on the armrest of her chair, eyes glinting with mischief. "Stealing from your father already? Tsk. You really are my son."

Not only stealing! She knew he was capable of killing.

"You have taught him really well, tsk," he said dryly, not bothering to mask the fondness in his voice, but at the same time, he didn't hide the amusement. It was because of that love that he was certain that in all days, Lu Zi Zhen would always be by his wife's side and always protect her.

Lu Zi Zhen puffed up proudly, arms crossed as he leaned back. "Exactly! I'm a product of excellent parenting. My momma brought me up perfectly well."

"And with a lot of unrestrained indulgence, you even have the guts to race through the highway!" Lu Zhi Hao added smoothly, checking him out as his eyes suddenly turned cold, glaring at him.

Did he have to remind him of what happened? Did he want his Momma to punish him afresh?

"Humph! That too," Lu Zi Zhen grinned without a care, showcasing his pearl-white teeth, not at all ashamed.

He glanced back at his mother. "But I mean it, Momma. Just say the word, and I'll bid on anything you like. The paintings, the ruby necklace, the chandelier—hell, I will even put a price on the air if you want."

Lu Wan Ruyi reached over and pinched his cheek lightly. "You are not supposed to threaten to buy the air, baby. That's when people start calling us nouveau riche."

"We are not?" He blinked innocently. "Oops. I will lay low!"

"Stop messing around with momma!" Lu Ting Cheng from the side pinched his brother dragging him closer to his hip! This guy was something else.

"You!" He had wanted to scold him but thought otherwise, "hehe... My dear brother." He smirked glaring at him coldly. This guy always had ways to mess with him. They went quiet and listened to the emcee who was giving people time to admire the masterpiece.

The emcee's voice rose again, full of energy. "Starting bid—five hundred thousand!"

Bidding wars erupted as excitement soared. No one noticed the quiet woman watching it unfold with serene detachment—nor did they know that the soul behind Hope in Bloom sat only a few feet away, no longer seeking approval, but simply leaving pieces of herself behind.

"Two million....", "2.5 million...."

"3 million....", "5 million...."

"8 million....", "10 million..."

Bidding escalated quickly, with a few collectors pushing the price toward nine figures.

"One hundred and fifty million...." Lu Zi Zhen lifted his paddle making his first and final offer.

"Goes ones..... Goes twice... Goes thrice... Sold! Congratulations to Young Master Lu. The painting is exclusively yours!"

Lu Zi Zhen flashed a sweet, boyish smile at his mother. He knew—without a doubt—that this painting was hers. There was no way he would let anyone else take it instead of him, and the people present could tell he was ready to take it away, so, even if they had money, Lu Zi Zhen had to own it whichever way.

His mother's artwork wasn't meant to hang on some stranger's wall. It belonged in his room, where he could admire it every day, where it would remain a part of their private world. If possible, he would collect all those paintings that people were holding in their homes.

Chapter 85; Stop messing around with momma