If someone elseâs situation changes so drastically, they would also blame others, right?
Even Manager Wang would blame Yang Rui, thinking that it was his personal grudge with Wang Tianxue that led to the Department Store having such a strong competitor.
Wang Rui can still speak kindly to and pamper Tang Lili, providing her with the best food and drink. Isnât that true love?
In terms of appearance, character, and ability, in what way can Tang Lili compare to Wang Tianxue?
Qin Yang couldnât help but pinch her cheek, "Everyone has their own fate. Letâs go, what do you want for lunch? How about eating out?"
"How about hot pot? Iâve been craving hot pot."
There was a period when she didnât like the smell of lamb, and she barely ate hot pot all winter.
Now that the weather had turned warm, she suddenly craved it again.
However, she didnât want to eat at home to avoid filling the room with the smell.
"Okay, then letâs go for hot pot," as long as she suggested it, Qin Yang would never refuse.
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After Lin Chuxia returned to the city, her life went back to normal.
She usually stayed at home nurturing her pregnancy and occasionally visited her master.
As her belly grew bigger, Old Master He began to nag her, even giving her a prescription and sending Qin Yang to get the herbs.
Lin Chuxia couldnât stomach herbal concoctions and kept pestering for half a day, asking her master if she could avoid drinking it.
Old Master Heâs attitude was firm this time, asking her sarcastically, "Not drinking my medicine but taking your vitamins instead?"
Lin Chuxia knew her master was the one person she couldnât hide anything from.
Luckily, her master always stopped at the right point.
She gave a cheeky smile, "Is that not okay?"
Old Master He frowned for a moment, "Itâs fine. Take your vitamins, but you also have to drink the medicine I prescribed. You donât have to drink it all the time, just for a week before the birth," he glanced at her belly, "to save you some trouble."
Lin Chuxia liked this arrangement, only a week after all.
Who wouldnât want to suffer less during childbirth?
"Then Iâll listen to my master."
Seeing how quickly she changed her tune, Old Master He couldnât help but laugh, "Now youâre willing to listen, but before you had so much to say."
"I was just eager to learn more about medical knowledge. How would I know the purpose of this prescription if I didnât ask?"
"If you read more books, you wouldnât be so clueless."
As the two bantered, Zhuang Yangâs voice came from outside, with Zhuang Jingshu beside him.
Seeing them, Lin Chuxia also stood up, "Ms. Zhuang, when did you come back?"
During this period, Zhuang Jingshu and Zhuang Yang had been handling affairs out of town, taking several daysâ worth of medicine with them.
Lin Chuxia knew they were in Ancheng County.
Zhuang Jingshu affectionately helped Lin Chuxia sit back down, "Why are you still so formal? Your condition is becoming more inconvenient, thereâs no need to be so conscientious."
When Lin Chuxiaâs pregnancy advanced, Old Master He personally brewed her medicine.
Zhuang Jingshu respected Old Master He. Seeing how much he cared for his little apprentice, she dared not treat her lightly.
Prior to this, she had already admired the young girl, and now knowing more about her, Zhuang Jingshu liked her even more.
Zhuang Jingshu had come to seek a follow-up from Old Master He today.
Old Master He routinely checked her pulse and prescribed her medicine again.
According to Old Masterâs assessment, Zhuang Jingshuâs condition had been treated to an almost satisfactory stage.
After all, having been ill for so many years, reaching this stage was quite an achievement.
From now on, she just needed to take good care of herself.
However, since Zhuang Jingshu wasnât short on money and trusted Old Masterâs medical skills, she intended to take a few more doses.
Old Master He then prescribed her some mild fortifying herbal remedies.
Zhuang Yang went to fetch the medicine while Zhuang Jingzhu sat in the courtyard under the shade watching Lin Chuxia and Old Master He handle the medicinal herbs.
The potted flowers Old Master He had cultivated had small buds now. He had harvested these flower buds and dried them as medicinal ingredients.
Each bloom was meticulously processed, careful not to let them deteriorate during drying.
Old Master He didnât let Lin Chuxia touch those things, so she helped him organize the rest.
Zhuang Jingshu watched quietly, actually enjoying this kind of time.
During her years abroad, she worked tirelessly like a spinning top every day, afraid to stop for fear of thinking about a past she couldnât return to or make amends for.
Day by day passed this way, the company grew larger, and her health deteriorated more and more.
She once thought maybe it would end this way; when her body finally gave out, she wouldnât have to think about anything anymore.
Until she received news from home, giving her a chance to return.
Such news caught her unprepared, and trying to restore her health was already too late.
It was during this time that she realized that for over two decades, she had never truly been herself.
Until the impending approach of death, she had never felt regret.
No matter when only a healthy body allows one to accomplish more.
And as she looked at Lin Chuxia and Old Master He, Zhuang Jingshu felt that she had never experienced such peace in her life before now; this feeling truly warmed her heart.
Completing her tasks first, Lin Chuxia looked up to find Zhuang Jingshu watching her quietly.
Catching her eyes, she offered a gentle smile.
"Do you like these things?"
Lin Chuxia nodded, "Working with my master to sort out the herbs always brings a sense of tranquility."
"I feel it too. Iâd like to join in, but Iâm not familiar with these things and worry Iâd mess them up."
Lin Chuxia laughed, pouring Zhuang Jingshu a cup of tea from a small teapot, "Try it; itâs a health-preserving herbal tea made by my master."
Zhuang Jingshu sipped a little, catching a faint medicinal fragrance, slightly sweet with a hint of bitterness, yet not unpleasant.
"As expected, the masterâs craftsmanship is exceptional. Would it be possible for me to purchase some to brew at home later?"
"Youâre still taking the medicine prescribed by my master, so maybe hold off for now. Once you no longer need medicine, you can drink this normally."
Lin Chuxia was aware of the teaâs benefits. It was particularly suitable for someone as frail as Zhuang Jingshu.
"Thank you in advance," Zhuang Jingshu expressed sincerely.
If she hadnât encountered Old Master He and Lin Chuxia, she might not even be alive today, let alone think about fulfilling her wishes.
Thinking of this, Zhuang Jingshu couldnât help but gaze at Lin Chuxia, her voice filled with guilt, "These years have been hard on you. I should apologize. If it werenât for Jiayi, maybe your mother wouldnât be so biased. I appreciate your motherâs love for Jiayi and at the same time feel deeply sorry. Iâm sorry, child, for disrupting the life you once had."
Although Lin Jiayi had told her some things about them, Zhuang Jingshu had her own judgment based on what she saw and heard.
Besides, from the beginning, she never believed what Lin Jiayi said.