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Last night, still with a high fever that wouldn't subside, Hu Li, feeling languid from sickness, surprisingly had the energy to come downstairs and have breakfast with his parents. Hu Mu had already left him some light food in the kitchen.

She thought his collapse might be related to overwork. Hu Mu, feeling heartbroken for her son, wanted him to rest a bit longer. She hadn't expected him to get up.

Both happy and distressed, she personally brought out the food from the kitchen for Hu Li before the cook could start.

"Mother, be careful not to let the food get cold. Please go ahead and eat. I'm feeling much better now, no need to be so careful."

"Young people have strong resistance. But you don't have to rush to the office. It's fine to go when you're completely well. I'll watch over things these days," Hu Fu said with a smile.

Hu Mu nodded in agreement, "Your father is right. Nothing is more important than your health."

"Mother, I understand. I'll take another day off at home today." Hu Li was more accommodating today, partly because of Hu Mu's words, but more importantly because Hua Yan had repeatedly asked him in emails not to neglect his health while focusing on work.

Finally, he added that their mother and second brother were still relying on him for support. It sounded like the feudal society of the past, where without a man, his wife and children would starve to death. But after laughing, he felt a sweet warmth in his heart.

Hu Mu and Hu Fu, who had been paying attention to Hu Li all along, were so surprised that they forgot to eat. Hu Li, who rarely smiled and kept his emotions hidden, had just smiled faintly a moment ago, which sent a shiver through their hearts.

Hu Fu thought his son was happy thinking about work matters. After all, everything had been going according to his plan in a very short time, which put him in a good mood.

But Hu Mu didn't think so. She suddenly realized that her son's sudden recovery was inseparable from that woman named Hua Yan. Considering the timing, that woman hadn't been pregnant for eight or nine months. Besides this matter, what else did that woman have to make Hu Li so moved?

As she thought about it, Hu Mu's pleasant morning mood vanished, replaced by burning anger. Once again, she strongly felt the urge to bring Hua Yan, who was hiding on the mainland, back to the Hu family.

In the past, she had wanted to keep Hua Yan out of the Hu family, but she hadn't expected to change her mind so quickly. In fact, this was also due to Hu Li's strong protection of Hua Yan.

If Hu Li had any hesitation, Hua Yan wouldn't be living so comfortably now.

So whether a daughter-in-law can live comfortably in her husband's family depends on what attitude the husband takes.

"Hu Li, you're so happy. Is there any good news from Hua Yan?" Hu Mu asked gently, as if kindly inquiring about a younger relative.

"Not at the moment." Hu Li's face once again became indifferent, unwilling to discuss Hua Yan's affairs further.

But he couldn't resist Hu Mu's attack, "You child, she's carrying the flesh and blood of our Hu family. How could I treat her the same way as before?

You also know that being a daughter-in-law of the Hu family isn't just about a day or two. It involves considering the entire family. While I still have some energy left, I can help her take care of the child, so she has time to manage and study other things. It'll also create a peaceful home for you."

"Your mother is sharp-tongued but soft-hearted. Although I didn't like her before, if you do, she'll also like her. So you'd better bring her here soon. Separation isn't a long-term solution."

Seeing his parents singing in harmony, Hu Li felt dissatisfied in his heart. But his expression remained unchanged as he said, "Her health isn't suitable for long periods of exertion this year. Let's wait until next spring to bring her and her son back." By then, the family crisis would also be under control, and Hu Chen would be over a year old. It would be more suitable to return then.

Anyway, Hu Li finally decided on the day to bring Hua Yan back. Hu Mu and Hu Fu were both delighted.

"I've finished eating. Father, Mother, take your time." Hu Li didn't want to stay any longer. After speaking, he went upstairs. He instructed Hu Da behind him, "Guard the door well."

Locked out again, Hu Da was even more puzzled about what mysterious thing might be in his master's bedroom. Could it be a fiery lady?

Hu Li, who opened the door in less than a second, saw this scene. Hu Da, tall and burly, had a spring-like expression on his resolute face, and his sharp eyes gleamed with eagerness.

Hu Li seemed to see through his subordinate's thoughts and said sternly, "Don't think about things that aren't there. Go get the brushes and paper."

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"Oh, right away. Actually, I wasn't thinking about anything just now..." Hu Da's cheeks reddened slightly, feeling a bit guilty as he tried to improve his image in Hu Li's eyes.

"If you have physical needs, I can give you time off. Holding it in isn't good."

"Master, I don't..."

"But today, you need to guard the door for me. Tomorrow you can have your freedom. What are you standing there for? Hurry up and get me those things." Hu Li, who was gentle just moments ago, suddenly turned serious.

The speed at which his demeanor changed was just like Madam Shao's; they were truly a couple. Hu Da, not daring to linger, quickly hurried away.

Hu Li was not only skilled in martial arts but also excelled in painting. This was something his master had insisted he learn while he was alive.

Because Hu Li's master believed that those who learned to paint could more quickly and accurately remember others' physical features, as well as grasp their personalities and inner thoughts from their subtle expressions and movements.

A set of paintings that would normally take half an hour to complete took Hu Li an hour before he was finally satisfied and set down his brush. Afterward, Hu Li thoroughly deleted the photos from the email and shredded the documents.

With everything done, Hu Li smiled as he carefully admired the set of sketches depicting Hu Chen playing in the snow. Unbeknownst to him, Hu Li had already reclined on the bed and fallen asleep, leaving a drawing unattended, which had slipped off the bed onto the gleaming hardwood floor.

The sunlight reflected into the room, falling on the paper, making the smiles of the figures in the drawing even more radiant.

Hu Da, who had heard no sound from inside the room, was very anxious. Though it was home, just in case, he softly called out "Master" a few times. With no response, without further hesitation, he gently opened the door and entered. Upon entering, the first thing he saw was his master sleeping fully clothed on the bed. Worried that he might catch a chill again, Hu Da took a blanket from the cupboard to cover him snugly.

However, as he walked to the bed by the window, he was stunned by the scattered sketches on the floor. Upon closer inspection, he saw that the furrowed brows on his master's face for the past few days had smoothed out. Though his expression was peaceful, it carried a hint of a smile, and Hu Da guessed the reason behind it.

After covering Hu Li with the blanket and wiping his hands on his clothes, Hu Da cautiously crouched down to pick up each sketch. Though he tried to resist looking at their contents, he couldn't help but see the joyful children depicted in them.

Under Hu Li's pen, the children's eyes were even darker. Hu Da immediately guessed that this was their young master, unseen by them. Meeting the gaze of the drawn eyes, Hu Da's heart trembled; this young master would probably be even more inscrutable than his master.

Suppressing his shock, he quickly placed the sketches back in the lower cabinet before leaving. Just as he stepped out, he came face-to-face with Hu Mu, who was carrying hot milk.

"What was our master doing in the bedroom?" Hu Mu casually asked, as she intended to go in and see if her son was sleeping peacefully.

"The master just fell asleep." Hu Da replied respectfully, though he broke out in a cold sweat. The fact that the young master had already been born was something their master had been hiding all along, forbidding anyone, including himself, from drinking alcohol during this period to prevent any slips.

If he hadn't just gone in and discovered those sketches, who knows what the consequences might have been? If the truth were exposed, the master would certainly have been at a loss for words. If he insisted too much, others might think their master didn't want the young master to acknowledge his ancestry.

This was also a human flaw. The dead could speak of the living; straight could be made crooked, and people were always ready to pick up on the bad things and pass them on tirelessly to others, who might then take them as the truth.

Here's the English translation:

"In the Hu family, after all, the upbringing of offspring is extremely strict. Generally, once they can walk, they are arranged with corresponding training, from simple to complex. Their childhood is spent in tedious learning.

For a young master who has learned to run at a young age, he would be even more favored by the old master, and high hopes would be placed upon him, thus making his training even more severe.

At this moment, Hu Da couldn't help but sigh. His master had spared no effort for Mrs. Shao and the young master. Otherwise, the young master wouldn't be able to play in the snow and laugh now.

Hu Li, deep in sleep, suddenly felt someone by his bed. When he realized it was Hu Mu, his nerves relaxed. Just as he was about to continue sleeping, in that instant, he remembered that Hu Chen's sketches were still on the bed, not hidden.

His heartbeat suddenly stopped, and he sat up abruptly. Looking from the bed to the floor and around the room, he couldn't see those sketches anywhere. Hu Li was no longer composed, his voice tinged with panic and coldness as he asked, 'Mother, have you tidied up the room?'

'Ah? You frightened me with your sudden startle. It's not that I'm not allowed to tidy your room, and I just came in a while ago. Besides, there wasn't enough time. Could it be that you've lost something important? Hu Da is outside the door. Should I ask him?'

Hu Mu originally held Hu Li's hand, thinking of his childhood appearance, and was scared out of her wits by Hu Li's sudden movement. At this moment, she couldn't help but scold.

A few seconds passed, and Hu Li was already muttering that he was half-asleep and his composure had been disrupted. 'I was afraid I almost exposed Hu Chen's matter.'

He still showed lingering fear on his face, saying, 'It's confidential company documents. Perhaps Hu Da saw me asleep and took them away. It did give Mother a start.'

'You child, I tell you to rest more, but you hide in the bedroom and busy yourself with work. How important is a person's health? You just won't listen.' Hu Mu's heart was still trembling, and she had no extra energy to speculate on Hu Li's recent abnormality, temporarily allowing Hu Chen to escape trouble.

'Mother, I understand.' Hu Li assured seriously to make Hu Mu leave earlier.

After finally sending away Hu Mu, Hu Li immediately asked Hu Da about the sketches. Knowing that Hu Da had already collected them beforehand, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

'When I was picking up the sketches, Master, I saw their contents.' Hu Da wore a demeanor of accepting any punishment, amusing Hu Li.

Laughing and scolding, 'Enough of this act. You did well in this matter. I'll give you a few extra days off to enjoy yourself... What, you're not satisfied?'

'No, Master, could you exchange it for another reward?' Hu Da looked at Hu Li and said.

'Oh? What do you want?'

'Master, next time, could you let me stay in the mainland...' Having seen the sketches of the young master, Hu Da only now realized how fortunate it was for Hu Er to stay in the mainland. He was sure to see the young master less often.

Thinking of the young master's childhood appearance, of which he knew only a little, he couldn't help but feel regretful.

'Alright.' Hu Li thought to himself, 'This kid Hu Chen, although young, has a knack for winning people over that even I, his father, can't match.'"