An Eighty-Eight-Year-Old Five-Year-Old Takes Her Mom to Remarry

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At a Shu embroidery factory in the 1980s, Wen Lijun was a highly praised master embroiderer. Her hibiscus flowers looked lifelike, and she earned far more than her husband.

But because she had a daughter, her in-laws treated her with contempt every day. Her husband beat her when he got drunk, and her mother-in-law would dump leftovers into her bowl. She endured it all with gritted teeth.

All because she wanted her daughter to have a complete family, and hoped she could grow up carefree.

Meanwhile, Yuan Jinyue was overwhelmed with conflicting emotions. After more than twenty years of struggle, she'd finally escaped her circumstances and made a name for herself. But at her celebratory banquet, memories of her mother, who had died young, overwhelmed her, and she drank herself into a stupor.

When she woke and opened her eyes, she had returned to the age of five.

Seeing her mother alive again filled her with both joy and sorrow. This time, she would make sure her mother was happy and keep her away from the people who hurt her. She would help her live with dignity and purpose, surrounded by love and companionship, free to do whatever she wanted and go wherever she pleased.

But as Yuan Jinyue looked at her tiny fists, she realized the road to making that dream come true might be a long one.

That day, Wen Lijun picked her daughter up from kindergarten as usual, only to discover that the girl seemed like a different person.

Her usually sweet and sensible little dumpling had become a clingy little shadow. The moment she couldn't see her mother, her eyes would redden and she'd burst into pitiful tears.

But whenever she faced anyone else in the family, the girl instantly turned into a fierce little tiger, warning everyone not to bully her mother.

One day, while tying her daughter's hair into braids, the little dumpling suddenly gripped her wrist. "Mom, did Dad pinch the bruise on your arm?" Before Wen Lijun could answer, her daughter burst into tears. "I don't want you to be bullied for my sake. We don't need Dad. We don't need this family!"

Late that night, looking at her daughter's little hand clutching the hem of her clothes, Wen Lijun touched the bruise near her collarbone and suddenly understood: her child knew everything.

She knew about the birth control pills her mother secretly took, the certificates she kept hidden, and the tears she swallowed.

So the "doing it for her own good" that I'd believed in had only made my daughter suffer alongside me. If that's the case, I should really escape this hell and find another way to live.

Her daughter wanted her healthy and beautiful, so she'd eat well, drink well, and wear pretty dresses.

Her daughter hoped she'd be strong and independent, so she'd study hard and strive to be a model worker.

But before long, her daughter mysteriously dragged her to the library to attend a book club. A man in gold-rimmed glasses bent down and handed her a book wrapped in brown paper. He was gentle and refined. "Yueyue told me you like the female writer Zhang Jie’s Ark. This is her newly published short-story collection."

Yuan Jinyue looked up at her with starry eyes. "Mom, would you be happy if this man became my stepdad?"

Reader's guide

1. The story follows a mother and daughter healing each other in everyday life. It spans a long period and has its ups and downs. The mother and daughter will triumph, so there's no need to rush.

2. The main story begins from the daughter's perspective. Both mother and daughter are protagonists.

3. The era depicted is fictional. The characters have outdated and imperfect traits, so please don't compare them to real life. You can criticize the characters, but please don't criticize the kitty. The kitty will cry!

4. Relevant laws, regulations, and knowledge about Shu embroidery are based on online sources and books. Please forgive any inaccuracies.

Blurb archived on March 1, 2025. Taking a commemorative photo!

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[Reunion at the start / rekindled romance / possessive pursuit / powerful man bows his head]

Tan Yunqi saw Xiang Yao again at a negotiation table three years later.

His immaculate suit and cold profile gave no hint of the warmth and sincerity of the young man who had gone diving on Jadeite Island.

He slowly turned a black signet ring, without even lifting his eyelids.

"What makes you think, Miss Tan... that I'd take a loss-making deal?"

When he was in love, they spent every night tangled together. When she left, she disappeared without a word.

Knowing she was in the wrong, Tan Yunqi turned away helplessly.

Three dull knocks sounded on the table behind her. They weren't loud, but each one made her heart tremble.

The fingertips that had once caressed every inch of her skin slowly traced the grain of the tabletop. His tone was casual.

"Let's make a deal."

Tan Yunqi's breath caught, and her lashes fluttered.

*

Tan Yunqi became Xiang Yao's personal assistant.

At first, she thought it was nothing but a transaction, but...

He stayed up all night revising her proposals. He took her all over the city to help her make connections. He stood up for her, silencing the loudest old curmudgeon at the woodworking studio in an instant.

Tan Yunqi understood less and less, and didn't dare think too deeply about it.

After all, she'd hurt him once when something happened to her family.

By the time their contract expired, the woodworking exhibition Tan Yunqi had organized had been a great success.

She raised her glass to bid Xiang Yao farewell, but when she opened her eyes, she was lying in his dimly lit penthouse.

"Don't think you can leave me behind. We can't call it even."

The glittering city lights outlined the man's tall, broad shadow. His eyes were deep and obsessive.

"How do you like this room? Is it good enough for you to make wooden things?"

He leaned down and kissed the corner of her lips, his voice husky and damp with desire.

"Qiqi, let's make another deal. This time, you can use me. How about it?"

#Did you know? Love runs deeper than hate.

Reader's notes:

1. Both leads are each other's only ones. Happy ending. A bittersweet tone and intense push and pull.

2. Told from the female lead's perspective. They meet on an island, bound together by fate, caught in an endless push and pull.

3. Relevant professional knowledge in the story comes from public sources. Please forgive any oversights.

Blurb photographed and archived on May 22, 2025.

Theme: A mother and daughter by each other's side, growing toward the sun