If you want to take Guo Aihua back to the hometown for the New Year, you have to discuss it carefully with everyone, and you must get everyone's consent and cooperation.

Yi Anguo doesn't want to give up other women for Guo Aihua alone, but he also doesn't want to give up Guo Aihua.

After all, he has a different kind of feeling for Guo Aihua, and doesn't want to abandon this relationship, which also includes a sense of guilt towards Guo Aihua.

After all, Guo Aihua waited for him for eighteen years, raising his son alone, and Yi Anguo certainly doesn't want to let her down.

When Zhang Liping saw her daughter Yi Xinyi outside the gate of Xiangye Lake No. 1 Villa District, she couldn't help but be shocked amidst her excitement.

Her daughter was much more beautiful than she imagined. In her daughter, she saw the appearance she had when she was a young girl.

The clothes her daughter was wearing were very exquisite; just looking at these clothes, they were certainly not ordinary cheap clothes and definitely did not look like someone who lived in an ordinary family.

"Xin Yi! Are you really Yi Xinyi, my daughter Yi Xinyi?"

Zhang Liping looked at the beautiful, exquisite young girl before her, asking incredulously.

Yi Xinyi looked at the woman claiming to be her mother, her mind complex; now she was beginning to understand many things.

Even though Zhang Liping had dressed up carefully before coming, wearing what she thought were her prettiest, most fashionable, and most expensive clothes, due to her income level and the guilt she felt, wanting to prepare a hefty dowry for her daughter, these so-called prettiest, most fashionable, and most expensive clothes were just clothes costing a few hundred yuan a piece.

In the eyes of ordinary people, this might be the most expensive and the best clothes, but in the eyes of the truly wealthy, this was actually not much different from street vendor goods.

Yi Xinyi, although young, had always lived a comfortable life, a true rich young lady attending a noble school, and her taste and vision in fashion were now quite exceptional. Naturally, she could see at a glance that the woman's clothing and style were very cheap, indicating she wasn't living very well.

Actually, this was normal; the salary of a supervisor in electronics factories wasn't high, roughly six to seven thousand yuan, at most not exceeding ten thousand.

In the eyes of an ordinary worker, Zhang Liping's income might be considered relatively high, but in the wealthy circle Yi Xinyi was familiar with, she was considered a poor person, utterly incomparable to truly wealthy people.

"I am Yi Xinyi, are you really my mother?" Yi Xinyi asked somewhat skeptically.

"I am indeed your mother. You've grown so big, I could hardly recognize you. You're so pretty, much prettier than I was at your age." Tears welled in Zhang Liping's eyes.

Seeing her daughter's current state, Zhang Liping was finally at ease.

Her daughter had called and repeatedly asked her many questions on the phone; Zhang Liping initially thought her daughter might not be living well and was feeling wronged.

But seeing the situation now, her daughter didn't show any signs of not living well or feeling wronged.

However, Zhang Liping was also growing more suspicious, what exactly was Yi Anguo doing now? How was he able to give his daughter such a good life?

With Yi Anguo's ability, it seemed impossible for him to raise their daughter so well!

Yi Xinyi had seen pictures of her mother in her father's photo album, which was a group photo of three taken when she was three years old at the Jingjiu Railway Park.

The family of three smiling broadly, looking extremely happy; Yi Xinyi had a red label stuck on her forehead, the kind used on apples, and she held up two fingers, looking innocent and joyful.

That was the only photo Yi Xinyi could find of her mother, although now Zhang Liping's face bore the marks of years of hardship and had long lost its youthful appearance, looking much more haggard. But Yi Xinyi could still confirm that this was indeed her mother.

Actually, Zhang Liping wasn't very old, only in her early thirties, but due to working in a factory, frequently staying up late, coupled with her yearning for her daughter and guilt over the mistakes made when she was young, she appeared exceptionally worn out and seemed older.

"I've seen your photo; you and dad and I, the three of us at Dongguan Jingjiu Park, you were very pretty back then, now you look much older than you did." Yi Xinyi evaluated her mother.

"Mom has always been thinking of you, regretted leaving you and your father, so I've become much more haggard and look older." Zhang Liping apologized awkwardly.

"Come on, I'll take you home to have a look." Yi Xinyi, like a little adult, led Zhang Liping into the Xiangye Lake No. 1 Villa District.

"Do you live here with your father? What kind of work does your father do here? Houses here must be very expensive, right?"

Walking into the villa district, Zhang Liping couldn't help but ask curiously while looking around.

"Our home is here! My father runs his own company and has opened many companies; my father has a lot of money, more money than many, many people." Yi Xinyi said proudly.

"My father is very good at making money; he earns more than many people, and many people admire him. My father has many workers under him, and many people rely on working for my father to live; my father supports many people."

Talking about her father filled Yi Xinyi with pride, she felt her father was the best and most capable person in the world, nothing could stump him. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

Her daughter's words shocked Zhang Liping; she never imagined that the man who once kept quiet and humble, a man she used to scold with no response, hit without retaliation, would be someone her daughter admired so deeply.

He was very good at making money? He opened many companies? Many people worked for him and he supported many people.

Is this really that man? Is this the Yi Anguo she once knew?

Zhang Liping had trouble accepting it, and difficulty believing it.

But, Zhang Liping held herself back, not contradicting what her daughter said.

If Yi Anguo was really as capable as her daughter described, she'd know clearly upon entering their home.

"Hu Jing Mom! I've brought my mom back."

Returning home, Yi Xinyi saw Hu Jing coming out to welcome them, a smile on her face.

"You must be Xinyi's biological mother! Have a seat! Xinyi has been eager for you to visit her!" Hu Jing smiled as she spoke to Zhang Liping.

"Who are you? Why does Xinyi call you mom?" Zhang Liping asked in surprise.

"Are you the current wife of Yi Anguo, Xinyi's stepmother?"

"No, Xinyi said her dad has never married?"

"Xinyi's right, Anguo indeed has never been married; back then he wanted to marry you legally, but you didn't give him that chance, nor will you ever have that chance again." Hu Jing, recalling the hurt Yi Anguo suffered from this woman, withdrew her smile and spoke bluntly.

"So you're just his partner, not truly married to him?"

Knowing she did betray Yi Anguo, causing him great harm, Zhang Liping didn't try to justify or explain.

Because all explanations were futile, her mistakes couldn't be offset by a few words.

But Zhang Liping guessed that Hu Jing was Yi Anguo's current partner, though not legally married, making her status somewhat awkward.

"That's not what you should be concerned about; you came here to see Xinyi, so you should take time to spend with her." Hu Jing said coldly.

Hu Jing originally intended to be polite, welcoming, and enthusiastic towards Xinyi's mother, after all, she considered herself somewhat the hostess here.

However, within just a few sentences, Hu Jing found it hard to feel any goodwill towards the woman and couldn't like her.

"Did I say something wrong? If Yi Anguo married you legally, you would be his rightful wife, and my daughter wouldn't say her dad has never been married."

"Hu Jing Mom, I'm sorry if my mom said something wrong; please don't mind, she didn't mean to." Yi Xinyi saw the situation between the two woman growing tense, and quickly spoke to Hu Jing.

"Xinyi! Mom's not angry; you chat with your biological mom while I prepare; it's almost time to eat." Hu Jing said, patting Yi Xinyi's head.

After Hu Jing left, Zhang Liping said to her daughter, "Xinyi, why did you apologize to her? Did I say something wrong? She and your dad aren't married!"

"Mom! Sometimes it's better not to speak if you don't need to, no one will think poorly of you for staying silent, why did you have to say that?" Yi Xinyi looked at her biological mother and shook her head.