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Chapter 639: Chapter 631: Like a Strong Woman Chapter 639: Chapter 631: Like a Strong Woman Chengcheng lifted his little chin, obviously pleased with himself after being praised by his sister.

“Brother Gu.”

Once again, Chengcheng ran over to hug Gu Ning’s legs, his eyes wide open like a cat’s, eagerly anticipating the gift Gu Ning had brought for him.

They were both males, after all, and of course, males had their topics and hobbies, which Gu Ning had instilled in him.

Thus, even at such a young age, Chengcheng had already set Gu Ning as his future life goal.

It was reflected in every essay he wrote.

He wanted to be a good man like Brother Gu, to learn martial arts and become a master of kung fu.

And Chengcheng’s essay had been read aloud at the school assembly, bringing immense pride to Tang Zhijun.

Ren Li said that this was the subtle influence of environment – the people children grow up with shape who they will become.

Despite being young, children need good education early on.

Their Chengcheng was a child with strong roots and correct values; with proper guidance, such a child would surely not go astray.

Therefore, the Tang family members felt very close to Gu Ning, much more than Tang Yuxin had imagined, practically treating him like another son of their own.

Gu Ning picked up Chengcheng with one arm and pinched his chubby cheeks.

“Brother Gu has brought you some little things you’ll like,” he said.

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“Thank you, Brother Gu.”

Chengcheng was indeed won over by Gu Ning’s gift.

He had come out to welcome his sister, but now, the toy was all he wanted, leaving Tang Yuxin feeling somewhat neglected.

Could it be that she, a living, breathing sister, was less appealing than some toys?

That thought struck a blow to her pride.

“You’ve lost weight,” Tang Zhijun said, his brow furrowing so deeply it seemed a fly could get trapped in the creases.

“I’ve lost weight but gained strength,” Tang Yuxin patted her chest, trying to show her robustness, though in reality, she was frail on the inside, and of course, she didn’t mention being trafficked.

That incident, unspoken by her or Gu Ning, would remain unknown to others.

It was all in the past now, she was back home.

She had endured hardship, suffered misfortunes, and been beaten.

Speaking of it again served no purpose, other than worrying her family.

To those who didn’t love her, it was merely a joke.

Only those who genuinely cared for her would feel her pain.

Yet all the suffering and hardship she had faced every day, every minute, every second this past half-year, in her view, didn’t compare to the pain of her previous life.

At least, no matter what happened in this life, there was always a glimmer of hope in her heart.

In her last life, however, she had lived in utter despair.

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Survival became an instinct.

Living, a sin.

Gu Ning went with Chengcheng to see the gift he brought—it was a one-to-one scale model airplane, something that could only be obtained through special channels.

Chengcheng absolutely adored the model.

Boys really are different from girls.

For instance, Sisi had always liked fluffy toys since she was little.

Even though Tang Yuxin wasn’t into things, she never expressed interest in model airplanes or cannons, preferring prettier things.

Even Little Qiqi liked playing with toy dolls, always wanting to sleep with one in her arms.

Anyway, Tang Yuxin knew that letting Chengcheng hang out with Gu Ning was the right decision.

Gu Ning was a true embodiment of a good man; with him leading the way for Chengcheng, if the kid dared to grow up crooked, he’d thrash him to death.

Tang Zhijun patted his daughter’s head, “Why did you cut your hair so short?

It’s all prickly.”

“Long hair is inconvenient,” Tang Yuxin said with a smile, her eyes curling up consistently.

Perhaps it was because she was indeed very good at hiding her emotions that no one had ever noticed the slight bitterness in her eyes.

“I think it looks quite good this way, like a strong career woman,” Ren Li walked over and plucked at her own hair, “Short hair is good, neat and tidy, and easier to manage.

I’m going to cut mine short tomorrow too.”

Tang Zhinian kept nodding.

Ren Li twisted the flesh around Tang Zhinian’s waist powerfully, “Don’t you always like watching women with long hair on TV?”

“Not all women have long hair,” Tang Zhinian said through gritted teeth, but he dared not say anything else; otherwise, she might twist even harder.

He would never argue with a woman, especially not his own.

Your own woman you cherish, your own children you spoil, but it’s none of other people’s business.

“Then why did you let me cut my hair?” Ren Li was just saying it, but which woman doesn’t like long hair draped over her shoulders?

Plus, Tang Zhinian was always looking at women with long hair, which made Ren Li feel as though she had drunk a vat of vinegar, leaving a sour taste in her mouth.

“Aren’t you losing your hair?”

Tang Zhinian bowed his head, searching on his body for a while, before finally finding a long hair, clearly belonging to Ren Li.

In this household, only Ren Li had such fashionable long curly hair.

Except for her shedding, who else could lose hair like this?

Ren Li grabbed a handful of her own hair, really wanting to stomp Tang Zhinian to death.

Did this man even know how to speak?

“Dad, Auntie, I’m going back,” Tang Yuxin yawned, wanting to sleep, “I’ll skip watching you show affection.”

And her words left Tang Zhinian and Ren Li with flushed faces.

Ren Li, angered, pinched Tang Zhinian again, “At your age, have you no shame?

Making the child laugh at you.”

Tang Zhinian truly felt wronged.

He really didn’t know what he had said wrong.

It seemed like he hadn’t said anything, but now he was getting hit again.

He would have to go to Yuxin later for some medicinal wine; he didn’t know if the pinching had turned his skin blue.

How was it that a woman who used to be so tender and delicate had become more like a tigress?

Talking about Tang Yuxin again, she went into her room.

As soon as she entered, she collapsed onto the soft quilt, which indeed had her favorite scent of the sun and a faint hint of disinfectant.

After all, home is home, and it’s good to be at home.

It’s nice to have family.

She rubbed her face on the warm quilt and curled up slightly, still skinny but slowly recovering.

She had stayed at home for five days and was about to return to the hospital.

Her vacation was almost over too.

In fact, she didn’t really want to go back, but Director Zhu had already looked for her many times, employing both carrot and stick tactics, even threatening that if she didn’t return, he would come directly to her.

Better to let it go, Tang Yuxin felt it was better to go back.

Otherwise, if the director came to their house, it was really too small to accommodate his big presence.