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Chapter 572 Marriage (12)

I'm sorry, Zhiqiang, this was all the mistake I made back then, but now you have to bear the consequences, I'm sorry. Wang Yaxin held Fang Zhiqiang's hand and leaned on Fang Zhiqiang's shoulder and said.

Fool, don't forget, you are my wife now, we are husband and wife, no matter what, we should bear it together. And, from another aspect, I should thank Xue Kai. Fang Zhiqiang teased Wang Yaxin's

Head way.

What do you thank him for?

If he hadn't abandoned you and Xiaoyu in the first place, how could you have thought of hiring a temporary father for Xiaoyu? How did I know you? Where did I get such a beautiful and gentle wife like you? Speaking of which,

He is my great benefactor. I must thank him properly next time we meet. Fang Zhiqiang said with a smile.

After listening to Fang Zhiqiang’s words, Wang Yaxin couldn’t help laughing and cursed: Disgusting.

Zhiqiang, but I don’t know what to say to Xiaoyu, I dare not... face Xiaoyu. Wang Yaxin then said leisurely.

This weekend, let me tell Xiaoyu this weekend. Fang Zhiqiang thought for a while and said.

Well! Wang Yaxin nodded and leaned on Fang Zhiqiang's shoulder like a little woman.

Zhiqiang, it would be great if Xiaoyu was really your biological son. Wang Yaxin couldn't help but sigh.

I also think so, how wonderful it would be if Xiaoyu was really my son? However, no matter what, even if Xiaoyu is not my biological son, he will always be my son. I can only say that the only regret is that

I should come to Shanghai directly after graduating from college, instead of going back to my hometown to take that bullshit civil service exam, Fang Zhiqiang said.

Is there any connection between this matter? Wang Yaxin is a little confused.

I came here right after I graduated from college. Maybe I can meet you directly. Xiaoyu may not have been born yet at that time. Maybe we will be together, and then Xiaoyu will be my biological son, right?

?Fang Zhiqiang smiled.

Do you think I would like you, a young guy who just graduated? You would even have a child with me... Wang Yaxin couldn't help but smile.

You even care about a courier, but you still look down on a college graduate? Fang Zhiqiang also laughed.

Wang Yaxin was stunned for a moment, then she couldn't help but hit Fang Zhiqiang and said: I just miss you as a courier, what's wrong? I don't just miss you as a courier, I also miss you as a vegetable and meat seller.

So I am very grateful to life and fate. Before I met you, I always felt that fate was unfair. Over the years, I felt that I was being ruthlessly teased and trampled by fate. But after meeting you, I suddenly

I feel that before it was just a test of fate for me to meet you. Now, I feel that all the suffering and injuries I have suffered before are worth it. Fang Zhiqiang said seriously.

Zhiqiang. Wang Yaxin suddenly called Fang Zhiqiang.

Um.

Let's have another child. Wang Yaxin said leisurely.

Ah... Fang Zhiqiang looked at Wang Yaxin with wide eyes.

What's wrong? Don't want to? Wang Yaxin asked with a smile.

No... It's not that I'm unwilling. In fact, you also know that I like children very much. But didn't you say at that time that you didn't want to have more children? Fang Zhiqiang asked strangely.

At that time, I had a lot of considerations, probably for a lot of reasons. First, I was old, giving birth was risky and hard, and I had already suffered too much in raising Xiaoyu, and now I wanted to give birth to a child again.

Raising a child makes my scalp numb. Secondly, I already have a child and I don’t want to have another child at all.

I think it’s enough. Third, at that time, I was afraid that once I had another child with you, you would definitely not treat Xiaoyu well anymore. This is human nature, after all, Xiaoyu is not

I don’t want to give birth to your son because I hope that Xiaoyu can always receive your care. Wang Yaxin explained.

Then why do you want to have a baby now? Fang Zhiqiang asked.

Because, I think I am too selfish. I only think about myself and Xiaoyu, and completely ignore your feelings. Who doesn’t want a child of his own? I have no power to deprive you of your rights. Moreover, I must give birth as soon as possible. My age

You are already old. If you don't have a baby, it will be very troublesome to have another baby. Now, I just want to give you a baby, a baby for both of us. Wang Yaxin said.

Fang Zhiqiang smiled, hugged Wang Yaxin, and then said: I don’t want to give birth.

Ah? Why? Wang Yaxin was surprised.

There is no reason, the reason is exactly the same as the reason why you didn’t want to have a baby in the first place. I don’t want you to work hard or take risks, and I don’t want Xiaoyu to be sad. In my heart, Xiaoyu is my son, and it has nothing to do with whether he is my biological son or not. Fang Zhiqiang said calmly.

Speaking, smiling.

But... Wang Yaxin wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by Fang Zhiqiang.

Okay, let’s not talk about this matter for now. Even if we want to have a baby, it’s not now. Neither your company nor my company can make time to have a child and raise a child. Let’s talk about it then. Wife. Fang Zhi

Shouting forcefully.

What's wrong?

Can I instruct you to work? Fang Zhiqiang asked with a smile.

When did you not instruct me to work? Wang Yaxin smiled and glared at Fang Zhiqiang.

Help me pack my clothes. Fang Zhiqiang pointed to the suitcase he brought over and said, "What bothers me the most is packing my clothes, so I can only trouble you, my dear wife, with this matter."

What respect...change another word. Wang Yaxin said.

Uh... dear, dear wife.

That's pretty much it. I'm going to help you fold your clothes. By the way, Zhiqiang, there's always a jam when the automatic door of the garage comes down. Go and have a look. If it doesn't work, call the property management company and ask someone to come over and fix it.

Wang Yaxin carried the luggage that Fang Zhiqiang had brought back to the bedroom, talking to Fang Zhiqiang as she walked. Sister-in-law Li was cooking in the kitchen.

Well, okay, I'll go take a look. Fang Zhiqiang walked to the utility room, took out the tool box, and walked outside to the garage.

For Fang Zhiqiang, repairing the garage door with a hammer is the happiness he wants.

For Wang Yaxin, standing beside the bed and carefully folding and hanging clothes for Fang Zhiqiang one by one is happiness.

Their married life has no romance, not much passion, and no quarrels, but only dullness and tenderness.

This kind of life is determined by Wang Yaxin's maturity and Fang Zhiqiang's character.
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