CHAPTER 259: 238: YU XINMAN: I DIDN’T MARRY THE WRONG PERSON

She stirred the coffee in her cup, her round, bright eyes shimmering like sunflowers under the sun.

You can tell whether someone is truly happy just by their expression. The eyes never lie.

There’s no denying it—since marrying Chen Yan, Yu Xinman’s smiles have grown noticeably more frequent.

"Which country are you planning to visit?" Seeing her life so radiant now, Yuan Li felt genuine joy from the bottom of her heart.

"I’m not sure yet. Brother Yan will handle it. He said he wants to surprise me."

"Well, that’s good. He seems to truly care about you." Yuan Li took a small sip of coffee and, for once, allowed herself to relax in rare comfort.

She looked toward the ray of sunlight streaming in through the window. Perhaps influenced by Yu Xinman, she felt rejuvenated, almost as if reborn.

She could only wish for life to remain tranquil and stable like this.

"Mm, I didn’t marry the wrong person." Yu Xinman curled her lips, the sweet curve of her smile tinged with unmistakable happiness.

She glanced at Yuan Li’s profile, her gaze settling on the few new wrinkles there. Momentarily dazed, she asked hesitantly, "When... is he being sentenced?"

At the mention of "him," Yuan Li froze.

She couldn’t remember when it started, but both children had stopped calling Yu Baisheng "father."

And she no longer tried, as she had in the past, to teach them about respect, manners, or even how to please others.

Yuan Li sighed to herself quietly. "In the next few days, probably."

"How long is the sentence?"

"Still unclear."

After a brief silence, Yu Xinman asked hesitantly, "Mom, have you visited him?"

"I can’t see him yet. I’ll have to wait until the sentence is finalized."

Yuan Li had thought about visiting him, but after the fall of the Yu Family, many of their former business partners avoided her altogether.

Those so-called connections were now nonexistent.

She shifted her gaze back to the young woman, smiling warmly with maternal love. "Xinman, live well with Chen Yan, won’t you? Don’t end up like me..."

"Mom, you still have me." Yu Xinman felt an ache in her heart and quickly clasped Yuan Li’s frail hands, her eyes filled with concern and worry.

"Then I’ll have to depend on you in my old age." Yuan Li didn’t want the mood to get too heavy, so she spoke with the playful tone of an old friend teasing.

"Of course! You’re my mom, after all."

Yu Xinman stood up, moved to sit beside her, wrapped her arm around Yuan Li’s, and leaned her head gently against her shoulder.

It felt almost like returning to childhood, nestled like a fledgling depending on her, soaking in the warmth she provided.

"The U·M launch event is starting."

"I heard there’s a men’s line this season!"

"Quick, quick, quick—this time, I’ll definitely snag something!"

Excited voices from behind the mother and daughter abruptly shattered the tender atmosphere, stealing their attention.

The next moment, the TV hanging in the middle of the café switched from advertisements to the live stream of U·M’s new product launch.

Yu Xinman instantly opened the official website, staring unblinkingly at the screen as Kevin explained his design concepts.

His melodious voice trickled like a gentle stream past their ears.

The café had grown so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

When Kevin finally put down the microphone, there was a nearly eerie, unanimous silence—no one spoke.

"Ah! What’s going on? Why is everything sold out already?!"

A shrill scream pierced the air.

Yu Xinman frowned slightly, urgently scrolling her phone twice. She checked both the women’s and men’s collections, combing through them entirely.