In an instant, a surge of warmth hit her heart, causing Nangong Ran’s eyes to redden. Fang Hao, this mother-in-law, was absolutely impeccable, just like her own mother.
Nangong Ran found herself unable to escape anymore, and finally, with tears in her eyes, she said, "Alright, I’ll listen to you."
"That’s a good child." Fang Hao smiled with relief, then said, "When you go out, I’ll come to pick you up. This is just between the two of us; don’t tell anyone, not even your mom."
"Okay." Nangong Ran smiled through her tears, knowing Fang Hao was protecting her.
"Then pack up, and I’ll head out too. I’ll drive over and call you when I’m almost there." Fang Hao said with a cheerful smile.
"Mm." Nangong Ran nodded.
After hanging up, Nangong Ran washed her face and looked at herself in the mirror.
A girl’s face, as beautiful as a flower, at such a youthful age, yet her eyes held a pain that didn’t match her age but rather a deep hurt.
That pain reached the core of her being.
No matter which girl faced such a flaw, she couldn’t quickly move past the pain, which also brought a sensitivity born of insecurity.
But she was lucky, fortunate to have met this family, so she should be considered lucky.
So, why feel unhappy and hurt when one has this fortune?
It’s something others can only dream of!
She should face everything proactively. What’s wrong with not being able to have children?
Nowadays, there are plenty of DINK culture supporters, those who choose not to have children. She could spend a lifetime in love with Di Mingchen, how great is that!
Thinking about this, Nangong Ran turned on the shower, took off her clothes, and happily took a shower, intending to wash away all the gloom and sadness, to face the future with optimism and positivity.
After showering and washing her hair, with her heart opened up, Nangong Ran felt like she was reborn. Her delicate face was looking incredibly radiant.
The once lively, unrestrained, and mischievously cute "Little Master Nangong" seemed to have returned again.
She dried her hair and picked the prettiest dress from her wardrobe to wear.
Her hair had grown quite a bit, reaching down to her shoulders. She gathered it into two fluffy sections and tied it up.


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