Chapter 8 Fainting

Would Xu Lianghan really give Bing Qingxue a chance to explain to his wife? He hung up the phone immediately.

When there was a call on the other line, he didn’t answer it either and told the butler to send the person out.

No way!

Would he give this woman a chance to explain to his wife? After the person left, he finally took the call in a better mood, thinking about how he would comfort his wife later. His poor wife must have been furious! Who would’ve thought that his usually wise and perceptive wife could be mistaken this way?

“Wife, did you see that? When it comes to a mistress, you’ve still got me. If it weren’t for me—”

Before he could finish, an anxious voice came through the phone: “Mr. Xu, it’s not good… your wife has fainted from anger.”

“What?!” Xu Lianghan was startled.

No way. Was Bing Qingxue’s matter really that serious? Was his wife overreacting? He hurriedly asked if Yu Xiangqiao was okay and told the butler to arrange a car.

The butler had just sent Bing Qingxue out and quickly arranged transportation.

Hearing the commotion, Ruan Yaoyao peeked out.

What’s going on? Why did she hear someone screaming downstairs? What are those two doing?

As she peeked, she saw her “convenient” son Xu Lianghan rushing out in a panic.

“What happened?”

“Xiangqiao finally fainted during her postpartum confinement this month.”

Ruan Yaoyao tilted her head in confusion: 【What’s going on? She didn’t dream that her daughter-in-law’s health deteriorated after giving birth—how did she faint?】

“I’ll go with you.”

Xu Lianghan thought she was concerned about Yu Xiangqiao and felt thankful.

“I’m going to see my granddaughter. If your wife fainted, you’d probably focus on her and ignore my granddaughter. I have to keep an eye on her. What if you lose my granddaughter?”

【After having one like Cao Manhui, who says there couldn’t be a second?】

【She wasn’t concerned about that woman at all—hmph!】Ruan Yaoyao looked away coldly, refusing to admit it.

Xu Lianghan found it both amusing and frustrating. But he was in a hurry about Xiangqiao, so he didn’t argue and just took her along to the postpartum center.

Once at the center, Ruan Yaoyao, to distance herself from the situation, didn’t ask a single question to Yu Xiangqiao and headed straight to her granddaughter Xu Lingxuan.

Xu Lianghan, helpless, had to go to Xiangqiao’s room alone.

Meanwhile, Ruan Yaoyao, not seeing Xu Lianghan around, finally called someone over to inquire about Xiangqiao.

Upon hearing Xiangqiao was fine and already awake, Ruan Yaoyao relaxed and even added a cover-up remark: “I’m not concerned about her—I’m just idle, asking casually.”

Yu Xiangqiao, dressed in postpartum clothes, sat on the bed hugging her knees, her eyes red.

Seeing Xu Lianghan, tears welled up, and she even flinched slightly, wanting to shrink back.

Xu Lianghan stepped forward, holding her gently, soothing her: “I’m sorry, it’s all my fault. I forgot you’re still in confinement. I should have prioritized you. Your friend’s matter could have waited a bit.”

“Don’t be afraid, I’m here. No one can just take me away from you.”

Whether it was his gentle voice or something else, Yu Xiangqiao in his arms began to sob softly.

Xu Lianghan continued to comfort her: “Cry, it’s okay. Let it out—it’ll make us feel better. But you have to promise me, for that trashy woman, we can only cry once, alright? Next time, we’ll open our eyes wider and choose a real best friend—someone who’ll play with you, keep you in her heart, and won’t fancy your husband.”

“Boohoo…”

“Alright, alright, it’s okay. Nothing to be ashamed of. I’m your husband. Even if you misjudged someone, I’m here. I would never let anyone bully you.”

“Boohoo… but what if the one bullying me is you?” Yu Xiangqiao’s voice softened, sounding aggrieved.

Hearing her so vulnerable, Xu Lianghan felt a surge of male pride and replied even more gently:
“How could that be? I’m your husband, your protector. I’d never bully you. Even if the whole world bullied you, I’d stand by your side.”

“You’re lying. You bullied me before, you even scolded me…”

“When did I scold you? On the phone? If I scolded anyone, it would’ve been Bing Qingxue. Why would I scold you? Was it my tone that scared you? I apologize. Don’t be sad anymore, okay?”

“Okay… then let’s pinky swear—you can never scold me again.” Yu Xiangqiao lifted her teary eyes and extended her little finger toward him.

Xu Lianghan felt something odd and teased: “When did you get so childish?”

Still, he extended his finger and pinky-swore with her.

He didn’t notice that when he said this, the person in his arms felt slightly guilty.

Meanwhile, Ruan Yaoyao saw her precious granddaughter Xu Lingxuan.

In just a month, Xu Lingxuan seemed to have transformed—her skin fairer, her face chubby, her limbs plump and adorable.

Ruan Yaoyao immediately took out her phone, turned off the flash, and took several beautiful photos of her granddaughter.

While taking photos, Ruan Yaoyao noticed the words above her granddaughter’s head shimmer, changing to another line: The cannon fodder of the beloved group.

Ruan Yaoyao was shocked: 【What? My granddaughter is so unlucky? Even without being swapped, she’s still someone else’s cannon fodder?!】

【Why?!】

【What did her granddaughter do wrong? Was it just bad luck to be born in this family?】

She quickly pinched her granddaughter’s tiny hand to see what was happening.

The moment she pinched, Ruan Yaoyao felt uneasy—is this world becoming fantastical, or was she seeing things? Otherwise, how could she have read the words body takeover?

Her daughter-in-law, the one left with Xu Lingxuan, Yu Xiangqiao, was taken over by someone else?!

Because of the takeover, she didn’t like her biological daughter Xu Lingxuan at all but favored her adopted daughter—her soul’s real child, Cheng Xiaoxiao.

Under her brainwashing, Ruan Yaoyao’s three grandsons had a particularly close relationship with their adopted sister Cheng Xiaoxiao, almost to the point of obeying her every wish.

As for Xu Lianghan, for some reason, there were mishaps at work, and he was too busy to notice the changes at home.

By the time he realized, the children had grown up.

He tried to separate the three sons from Cheng Xiaoxiao, but they saw him as an enemy, sided with Cheng Xiangrong, and destroyed Xu Group.

Xu Lianghan died in a car accident despite rescue attempts.

“Yu Xiangqiao” remarried Cheng Xiangrong.

Xu Lingxuan, seeking revenge for her father, was brutally disabled by her three older brothers, sold to Myanmar, and tortured.

Meanwhile, the three grandsons, who were supposed to compete fairly, ultimately lost to another emerging man and watched helplessly as Cheng Xiaoxiao married, left alone for life.

【What the heck!】

【Did Xu Lianghan dig up Cheng Xiangrong’s ancestral tomb? What even is happening?!】

【Cheng Xiangrong and Cao Manhui must have clashed with them, right?】

【First, the swap failed, and now this?】

Ruan Yaoyao felt this supernatural event was tricky. She had been a noblewoman for half her life and never superstitious, but now she faced something like this.

—How do you even handle a body takeover?

—Call a monk or a Taoist?

Ruan Yaoyao panicked, thinking maybe she should just forget it and flee abroad with her granddaughter, letting them deal with things in China.

As long as it didn’t affect her granddaughter, she didn’t care—they could die for all she cared.