’In this life, if she finds out this early, it might tip her off and push her to do something drastic.’

’Forcing Shen Zhengfeng to divorce ahead of schedule, for instance?’

’It’s certainly possible.’

’After all, Li Xiaomei’s ultimate goal is Shen Zhengfeng and the Shen Family’s fortune.’

But upon hearing this, a small smile touched Shen Yi’s lips. "Qin Jiao, thank you for worrying about me."

Qin Jiao froze for a moment, then quickly said, "I’m not worried about you! I was the one who brought this up in the first place, so I’m concerned it might cause trouble for you and Aunt Du."

They had just arrived at her gate. Shen Yi hopped off his bike, and when he looked at Qin Jiao, his eyes seemed to twinkle like starlight.

He said, "Even if my mom sees the photos, she won’t agree to divorce my dad. So, this is where we need someone to help push things along."

Qin Jiao’s eyes widened. "You mean Li Xiaomei?"

"Yeah."

They looked at each other, a perfect, unspoken understanding passing between them in an instant.

’So Shen Yi plans to let Li Xiaomei think she has an opening, then have her pressure Shen Zhengfeng, all to get Du Liya to finally agree to a divorce.’

’She won’t listen to a word her family says, but what if her rival shows up on her doorstep?’

The belated realization that she was in sync with Shen Yi horrified Qin Jiao. She said at once, "When you talk to Grandpa Du later, try to be a little tactful. Also, I’m heading home now."

"See you tomorrow." 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

"Yeah."

Qin Jiao pushed her bike into the courtyard. As she turned to close the gate, she saw Shen Yi was still standing there, watching her.

When he saw her look over, he gave a small wave.

Qin Jiao immediately lowered her gaze and locked the gate.

’Qin Jiao, oh, Qin Jiao, didn’t you promise yourself you’d stay away from Shen Yi!’

’How did the two of you end up becoming more and more in sync?’

’Then again, if they had been able to get along like this in her last life, maybe things wouldn’t have reached such a state in the end.’

Remembering the events of her past life, Qin Jiao forced herself to calm down. She turned and went inside, planning to work through a few practice exams to completely cool her head.

Meanwhile, Shen Yi returned home to find his grandfather sitting on the living room sofa, rolling two walnuts in his palm as he listened to a storytelling program.

The resonant, rhythmic voice of the storyteller, Shan Tianfang, flowed from the tape recorder.

Shen Yi said, "Grandpa, it’s so late. You’re not in bed yet?"

"Those photos you mentioned. Did you get them developed?"

Shen Yi was silent for a moment before nodding. He took out about half of the pictures, leaving the rest, separately wrapped, in his schoolbag.

Mr. Du didn’t notice this subtle movement; his attention was completely captivated by the photos Shen Yi had produced.

In the photos, a man and a woman were embracing. The man was his wonderful son-in-law, Shen Zhengfeng.

Mr. Du took off his reading glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose. "That woman is Li Xiaomei, your father’s first love."

"Yes. And they have a son."

"A son?" Mr. Du’s expression finally darkened. "Did they admit it themselves?"

Shen Yi poured his grandfather a glass of warm water and nodded. "Shen Zhengfeng personally told that woman he would take good care of her and their son. If he said that, it means he’s bound to mistreat my mother and me. So, Grandpa, can you find a way to persuade Mom to divorce him?"

Mr. Du took a sip of the warm water, which seemed to calm his nerves slightly. He said with a deep frown, "I’m afraid your mother won’t want to divorce just like this. I’ll have your father come over. I need to talk to him first."

"If she divorces him now, Mom can at least get something out of it," Shen Yi said, standing up. He shouldered his schoolbag and started up the stairs.

Halfway up, he turned back. "Oh, right. That kid... he’s about my age. We’re classmates now."

Mr. Du: "..."