C11 A Fresh Flower Was Stuck on the Cow Dung!

Lin Qianqian finally noticed Fenng Lieh.

In her past life, he thought of her as nothing more than a thorn in his side. Her marriage to Lu Yuchen seemed like a beautiful flower planted in a pile of manure, with Yuchen being that vibrant bloom.

She glanced at Fenng Lieh with indifference and turned to head into the dining room.

From behind, she heard Fenng Lieh's incredulous voice, almost in disbelief: "Chen, is this really your troublesome wife? Are you sure she hasn't been swapped out for someone else? Did you divorce Qianqian because you thought she was too ugly and marry this pretty little wife instead?"

Qianqian: ...

She and Fenng Lieh were just destined to clash!

He simply couldn't stand the sight of her!

Finally, she couldn't hold back and turned to glare at Fenng Lieh, "Fenng Lieh! You're not my husband, so whether I'm ugly or not is none of your business!"

Fenng Lieh's eyes widened: ...

It felt like he'd been struck by lightning!

It was indeed Qianqian's voice, but wasn't she supposed to be unattractive?

In the afternoon, Lu Yuchen took Qianqian to visit his grandfather in the hospital.

In the car, he scrutinized Qianqian closely. Her skin was exceptionally fair, and she wore a light pink knee-length dress paired with matching shoes. Her smooth black hair was styled with neat bangs, and her bare face was strikingly beautiful. Her eyes were clear and bright, a stark contrast from the infatuation they once held for him to the calmness they now showed.

Even so, Yuchen still felt uneasy. "When we get to the hospital, be mindful of what you say. I trust you know what should and shouldn't be said."

Qianqian looked up at him and nodded obediently, "Don't worry, I understand." With that, she turned her gaze to the window.

Yuchen raised an eyebrow slightly, his deep eyes fixed on the girl's pretty profile, a hint of doubt in his heart. Had something happened to her? She used to be so clingy, like a piece of gum, and now she was polite and distant. Maybe Fenng Lieh's words weren't entirely without merit. Even he couldn't help but wonder if this mischievous little girl of his had been swapped with someone else.

"That's good," he said, looking away and pressing his lips together. "Lin Qianqian, as long as you behave today and don't upset Grandpa, I can grant you one request within my power."

Lin Qianqian turned her head to look at him. "I won't upset Grandpa again."

...

When they arrived at the hospital, Grandpa was momentarily stunned by Lin Qianqian's appearance, then happily took her hand. "Qianqian, this is how you should dress. Last time, your makeup nearly gave me a heart attack!"

Lin Qianqian smiled awkwardly. "I was just messing around. I know I was wrong, and I'm changing from now on. Grandpa, you're not mad at me, are you?" she asked playfully, holding his hand.

Mr. Lu quickly shook his head. "I'm not mad, just worried you're too young and might pick up bad habits."

Lin Qianqian laughed, helping Grandpa to the sofa. "Don't worry, Grandpa. I've got someone keeping an eye on me." She glanced at Yuchen, who was setting down flowers and a fruit basket, and playfully winked at Grandpa.

This was her ultimate "show-off" move.

Seeing this, Grandpa immediately understood and smiled with satisfaction. "It's good that he's looking out for you. As long as you two are doing well, I can rest easy."

"We're doing great. You just focus on getting better and don't worry about us," Lin Qianqian said, handing him a glass of water with a smile.

Mr. Lu glanced at his grandson, who was sitting silently on the couch, and said with a hint of annoyance, "Hey, kid! Who are you trying to impress with that aloof look? Are you still holding a grudge against your wife?"