Don't Try to Run Away, Madam President: The Cute Triplets

Chapter 476 Wang Aihua’s Past

"Auntie Wang, do you want me to help hold our daughter?" I adjusted the position in my arms. My daughter's little head was leaning on my shoulder, and her chubby cheeks were pressed into cute wrinkles.

Wang Aihua spun around as if struck by an electric current, the baby bib in her hand clattering to the ground. She frantically wiped her reddened eyes with the corner of her apron, a gleam of fresh water still lingering beneath them. "Madam, this child is too young. You can't hold her all the time." As she reached out, her sleeve slipped, revealing a faded red cord wrapped around her wrist. The knot was entangled with a strand of silver, as fine as a baby's hair. "You shouldn't overexert yourself during the postpartum period. The president specifically instructed you to take good care of yourself."

I gently placed my daughter in her arms, my fingertips touching the rough calluses on her palms. Wang Aihua's movements were noticeably stiff as she held her daughter, as if she were holding a fragile treasure. As she gazed down at the child, her Adam's apple rolled violently twice, and her graying hair drooped, covering half of her wrinkled face. "Don't worry, go and rest. I'll watch over you at night. If the child makes any movement, I'll call you immediately."

"Thank you for your hard work, Auntie Wang." I watched her turn and walk towards the nursery, the hem of her navy apron sweeping across the floor, stirring up a fine dust cloud. As she passed the full-length mirror in the entrance hall, her hunched back was reflected in the mirror—one shoulder higher than the other. Looking at Wang Aihua's lonely figure, I felt a wave of confusion.

At this time, Fu Sihan came over and took my hand and said, "I brought Wang Aihua back to be your nanny without informing you. You won't be angry, will you?

I watched Wang Aihua disappear around the corner of the nursery. As Fu Sihan's hand covered mys, I realized, with a start, that I'd been staring at the closed door, lost in thought for so long. The crystal chandelier cast tiny specks of light on the shoulders of his suit, but I felt as if those specks of light concealed the fleeting complex emotions in Wang Aihua's eyes as she turned.

Why is Wang Aihua so close to our daughter? She's like her own child. I'm not worried about her abducting our child, but I have a feeling she's up to something.

After hearing this, Fu Sihan quickly hugged me and said, "Wang Aihua said that when she got married, her husband was not only domestically violent but also a gambler. When she wanted to divorce, the man refused to let her take her daughter with her. After the divorce, she found out she was pregnant. In order to prevent the man from finding out about the child, she quickly got introduced to marry Lao Chen, the gatekeeper of our company. So when she saw our child, she was moved by the scene.

I leaned into Fu Sihan's arms, listening to his steady heartbeat, but the image of Wang Aihua's loving gaze on my daughter lingered in my mind. The light from the crystal chandelier fell on his suit, but it couldn't illuminate the doubts swirling in my heart: "She went through so much hardship, so what happened next?"

Fu Sihan's fingers gently stroked the ends of my hair, and his voice was filled with a sigh: "Although Lao Chen is honest, his family is too poor. She lost her child due to overwork. Later, she and Lao Chen gave birth to a boy, who is now in college." He paused, and his tone became more solemn. "During the interview, she begged me to give her a chance, saying that she wanted to earn more money for her child's graduate studies.

I bit my lower lip, thinking of Wang Aihua's calloused hands. I had no idea she was in such a plight, so I said, "Sihan, we can do more for her than just provide a job. Wait until her son graduates from graduate school and then come directly to the core department of Fu Group." My fingertips unconsciously traced the dark patterns on his suit. The subtle sounds coming from the baby's room made me listen subconsciously. "Also, triple her salary. Just say... say it's for Nianci's milk powder money."

Fu Sihan lowered his head and kissed the top of my head, a soft chuckle emanating from his throat with a touch of doting: "It's all arranged long ago. You can stay at home and take care of yourself after your confinement! Ask Aunt Wang to make you whatever you want to eat, okay? I'm going to work first, okay?

"Okay, go to work first! I'm fine at home. Don't worry, the kids are all in school, and there are so many bodyguards at home. You don't have to worry about me. If I want to eat something, I'll ask Wang Ma to make it."

Fu Sihan kissed my forehead and said lovingly, "When you are one month old, I will take care of the child at home. If there is anything I don't know, I will ask Aunt Wang." After saying that, Fu Sihan went to the garage and drove away from the Fu family.

Si Han finished speaking, then went to the garage and drove away from the Fu family's house. At that moment, Wang Aihua pushed open the door, carrying a bowl of milky-white crucian carp soup. The gastrodia elata at the bottom of the celadon bowl rose and fell with the steam. "Mrs. Fu, this soup is soothing and replenishing. Drink it while it's hot." She hunched over and placed the tray on the small table by the bay window.

I stared at the swaying reflection in the bowl, Nianci sleeping soundly in her crib. Wang Aihua immediately turned, looked at her, and murmured to herself, "Madam, this little girl looks so much like you! Fair skin, curved eyebrows and eyes." Wang Aihua's voice was like a layer of old sandpaper, hoarse with a subtle tremor. How wonderful it would be if she could see her daughter get married and have children! But it was all ruined by that man.

If he hadn't gambled, how much better it would have been for their family to be so happy! Ever since he started gambling with his bad friends, he'd gotten even more out of control. No matter how much he tried to persuade her, it wouldn't work. Later, he'd even beat her up when she lost money. Later, when he wanted a divorce, his daughter wouldn't let him take her with him. He didn't know how she was doing now.

I took a sip of the crucian carp soup, and the warm soup slid down my throat, but it couldn't dispel the chill in my heart. My eyes inadvertently swept across the red rope on her wrist. The silver thread wrapped around it was faintly visible in the morning light, like an unhealed scar. "Auntie Wang, you are too kind," I put the soup bowl on the small table, and the porcelain bowl made a crisp sound when it hit the marble countertop. "You take good care of my daughter. You even calculate the temperature of the milk powder very accurately. In fact, Si Han has already told me that your ex-husband hid the child after your divorce. So, what is your ex-husband's name and what is your daughter's name? Tell me, I'll ask my friend to help check it out.

Wang Aihua's hand, bent over the crib, suddenly froze, veins bulging on the wrinkled back of her neck. She slowly straightened, her Adam's apple rolling twice with difficulty, her cloudy eyes misting. "Madam, are you telling the truth?" Her voice trembled, as if every word drained her whole strength. Her calloused fingers gripped the carved railings of the crib, their knuckles white with the strain.

After hearing this, I nodded and said, "I have a friend who is a hacker. It's not difficult to find him as long as you have a name and some clues." Before I finished speaking, Nianci started crying in the crib again. Wang Aihua's attention was instantly attracted to her. She came to Nianci and opened the swaddle. A fragrant smell hit her face. Wang Aihua looked at the scene in front of her and said with a smile, "Madam, the little lady has pooped. I'll change her diaper and then clean her." The smile on her wrinkled face seemed forced, and there were even tears in the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes.

Before I could respond, she had already swiftly pulled out a wet wipe from the baby changing table. As she wiped Nianci's little bottom, she said, "Madam, you're such a good bearer! But it must have been very hard for you!" "Boss Fu is really a fool. He practically treats you like a sow."