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nWhen Fang Ya returned to the house, she saw Shao Xiang looking at her with a smile.

nFang Ya's face was slightly red. She walked to the table, picked up a piece of clothing, and started sewing. Although Fang Ya was not good at cooking, she was very good at sewing clothes.

nOver the years, although Tang Fu was rich, many of Tang Tang's clothes had been sewn by Fang Ya herself.

nShao Xiang looked at Fang Ya's appearance, then looked at the clothes in her hands, and then smiled.

"That man looks good.

"

nFang Ya was stunned for a moment. She slowly nodded with a smile.

"Yes! He's a good man.

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"When do you plan to...

" Shao Xiang hesitated for a moment and did not continue asking.

nFang Ya smiled, knowing what Shao Xiang wanted to ask, and only said lightly,

"Let nature take its course.

"

nShao Xiang did not ask any more questions. She believed that this was Fang Ya's own matter. She definitely had her own plans.

nFang Ya calculated in her heart that He Feng should be facing promotion in the next one to two years. This was the most critical moment for him. She had to think of a way to help him.

nIt was late at night. Shao Xiang returned to her room to rest. Fang Ya took Tang Tang in to sleep in her room.

nSeeing that Tang Tang was asleep, Fang Ya wanted to see if He Peng was sleeping well alone.

nRecently, the weather had been unreasonably cold. He was sleeping alone in one of the side rooms. She had to look out for him.

nFang Ya had just walked out of the room when she saw a small figure sitting on a stone bench in the courtyard. Fang Ya was slightly surprised. She turned around, went into the room, took a piece of clothing and walked out.

nShe came to He Peng's side and gently put the clothes on his shoulders.

nHe Peng did not turn around. He asked,

"Aunt Fang, is Ms. Fang your mother?

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nWhen Fang Ya heard this, she did not hesitate. Instead, she shook her head and told him the truth.

"Ms. Fang is my stepmother.

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"Stepmother? Is that the wife that your father married after?

" He Peng turned his head to look at Fang Ya and asked.

nFang Ya nodded and did not say anything.

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"Is she good to you?

" He Peng asked again.

nThis time, Fang Ya hesitated. She thought for a moment and then said,

"She has been very good to her children. She cares for them very much and takes care of them very much.

"

nFang Ya avoided the main point and said softly.

nHe Peng did not catch the underlying meaning in Fang Ya's words.

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"Does every mother treat their children very well?

" He Peng raised his head and looked at the moon in the sky.

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"I think so! Mothers love their children very much!

" Fang ya replied seriously.

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"But why doesn't my mother love me?

" He Peng asked with some sorrow in his voice.

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"It's not that your mother doesn't love you...

" Fang Ya tried to find the words for a moment and said,

"She just doesn't know how to love you.

"

nHe Peng looked at Fang Ya again.

"Really?

"

nFang Ya smiled and asked He Peng,

"All these years, Daddy hasn't been by your side. Did your mother take care of you?

"

nHe Peng thought for a moment before nodding his head heavily.

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"But, why didn't mommy bring me along?

" He Peng asked the question that had been bothering him for a long time.

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"Perhaps, mommy feels that she has no way of taking care of you better,

" Fang Ya tried to come up with a reason.

nShe knew that this was definitely not the case. However, she could not lie to a child about his only hope for his mother.

nHe Peng grabbed Fang Ya's hand and asked,

"Then... Mrs. Fang, are you willing to be my mother?

"

nHe Peng's question stunned Fang Ya.

nThen, she smiled and asked,

"Do you want me to be your mother?

"

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"Yes!

" He Peng said without hesitation.

nFang Ya reached out and gently stroked He Peng's hair, then said,

"Maybe, one day...

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nHearing Fang Ya's words, He Peng did not know what she exactly meant, but he secretly hoped that day would come early.

nFang Ya gently pulled He Peng's small body into her arms.

nHe Peng leaned into Fang Ya's arms and gently sniffed Fang Ya's scent.

"Mrs. Fang, you smell really good!

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"Really?

" Fang ya asked with a smile.

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"Mm! It's a mother's scent!

" As He Peng said that, his eyelids slide shut.

nFang Ya smiled and took He Peng's hand, bringing him back to the room. He Peng obediently climbed onto the bed and let Fang Ya cover him.

nFang Ya sat at the head of He Peng's bed and gently patted his shoulder.

"Sleep! You can leave after you fall asleep!

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nHe Peng listened to Fang Ya's words and quietly closed his eyes. Very quickly, he fell into a deep sleep.

nFang Ya looked at He Peng's sleeping figure and could not help but feel a pang in her heart. He Peng was only a ten-year-old child.

nAfter encountering a family crisis, he had been able to remain so calm. It was really not something an ordinary child could do!

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