Official Son-in-Law and the Beautiful Lady Fragrance

Liu Zhizhong understands that Zhao Han is expressing her true inner thoughts.

Because happiness fills this beautiful woman, her pregnancy has virtually no emotional syndromes, except for morning sickness. Moreover, recently, her nausea has significantly lessened.

But as Liu Zhizhong slowly drives downhill towards the beautiful Shuangxin Valley villa, he gently says, "That's not good! Going to Singapore, after the child is born, he will enjoy human rights and freedom..."

Zhao Han interrupted Liu Zhizhong, "Isn't it the same here? Our child, upon birth, won't he be in Rome instead of being treated like cattle and horses? Different classes, alright, his father."

"Alas, that's not what I meant! So what if he's born in Rome and drinks twenty thousand jin of tea? Here, the saying 'thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river,' happens all too often..."

"But I don't believe it! With your capabilities and connections, will our family see its sunset over the West Mountain! I just want to stay here, give birth, and live in seclusion with my mother, watching the child grow..."

"Director Zhao, you are too high-profile. Having been in officialdom for so many years, have you forgotten that discretion is key? One shouldn't speak too arrogantly. Besides, how can you raise a secluded child to have a complete life without exposure to the world? You still ought to go to Singapore, treat this place as a vacation spot for when you return, a temporary stop. Also, you can't truly remain in seclusion here, big leaders will surely come to live here too, revealing us might not be great, right?"

"Oh..."

Zhao Han's enthusiasm was quickly dampened, as she was convinced by the man's words. Her man, it seems, is always right! Her heart is full of love, so she accepts Liu Zhizhong's words.

Liu Zhizhong reaches out and gently strokes the back of her head, "See, now you're behaving like a lovely mother!"

"Hehe..."

Zhao Han laughed, foolishly, just like a pampered little princess.

Women, hmm, sometimes they are really amusing...

Meanwhile, driving the Big Lao camper van behind, Lu Yumei makes her way downhill, watching the beautiful waterside villa, overwhelmed with melancholy.

Such a good place, such a good villa, good mountains, good waters, good private residences, such good women, good sons-in-law, good young men!

How could it not evoke feelings of departure for a beautiful widow in her thirties?

If only she could live here long-term, how wonderful would that be?

The air is incredibly fresh, blue skies, white clouds, gentle waters.

Except for the sound of birds, the world is silent, what a serene environment!

Inside that villa, there are flowers, grass, fruit trees, fish ponds with pavilions, even a few vegetable patches, what a desirable traditional farming and reclusive place!

For thirty years of her life, to say Lu Yumei has experienced great ups and downs, seen a lot, and understood a lot would not be an exaggeration.

The world's splendor, compared to the tranquility before her eyes, falls far short, offering greater enjoyment and comfort!

She's reluctant to leave here, reluctant to leave the homeland.

The mother-in-law's emotions are somewhat sorrowful.

The closer they get to this villa, the more reluctant she feels inside.

But Lu Yumei also contemplates, in Singapore, her daughter's classmates have helped purchase a villa on an island, with blue skies, white clouds, sapphire seas, gentle waves, and pristine beaches, alas...not longing for it seems somewhat unreasonable.

Yet before her eyes...

She recalls camping here with Liu Zhizhong, and those moments, truly make it hard to bear the thought of leaving...