At the reception in Hong Kong, Fu Yanlin wanted to introduce Jiang Ruxin to Wen Sheng.
As a result, she drank too much that night and missed the opportunity.
Wen Sheng held her chin, her eyelashes fluttered slightly, and two small fans were projected on her face. "Uncle Jiang is a very nice person and has no airs at all. Seeing that Jiajia is now loved by her father and brother, I am also happy for her."
Every time he thinks of Zhu Qingjia's childhood experiences, Wen Sheng always feels heartbroken.
At that time, they always hugged each other to warm each other and encourage each other.
During the period when Zhu's father was first arrested, Zhu Qingjia was crying every day and could hardly take a step out of the house. The rumors and the aggressiveness of the deceased's family almost crushed her.
Later, Chen Lanjuan was forced to leave her hometown and come to Jiangzhou in order to give Zhu Qingjia a new environment and start over.
In those years, mother and daughter had a hard time. Especially Zhu Qingjia, who bore the title of a murderer's daughter, was looked down upon and bullied at school.
In order to protect herself and her mother, she became aggressive and strong.
Zhu Qingjia praised Jiang Ruxin in front of Wen Sheng more than once, saying that he was a kind-hearted man who never cared about the parentage of their mother and daughter, and treated her as his own.
Thinking of Zhu Qingjia's father-daughter love just now, Wen Sheng felt a lot in her heart.
If she hadn't stayed in school for the winter vacation because of her anger with Lin Suifen, nothing would have happened to Wen Tingshu, and then she would be able to live happily with her now and have her father's love.
Whenever she thinks of the driver who was involved in a hit-and-run accident, Wen Sheng feels heartbroken, and her mind is filled with the scene of Wen Tingshu lying in a pool of blood. That has been a lingering shadow in her heart for many years, no matter how many steps she takes,
Still can't let go.
"Wife, what's wrong with you?" Fu Yanlin noticed carefully that something was wrong with Wen Sheng, frowned, and reached out to touch her cheek.
Wen Sheng leaned into Fu Yanlin's arms, feeling a little depressed, "Fu Yanlin - I miss my father."
This sentence "I miss my father" was like a thousand arrows piercing his heart, making Fu Yanlin almost breathless.
The hand touching Wen Sheng's face trembled involuntarily.
Fu Yanlin wanted to say something to comfort Wen Sheng, but it was stuck in his throat. He opened his mouth for a long time and couldn't squeeze out a word. How should he tell her that Wen Tingshu's death was caused by Fu Yuhe.
It was he who hit someone and then ran away, and refused to save him, causing Wen Sheng to lose his loved one.
Fu Yanlin also asked himself, why was he the son of that man? If he was just a child from an ordinary family, he would not have to bear such a heavy sense of guilt.
There is no answer to this question.
Scholar Wen Ting cannot be resurrected, just like Fu Yanlin was destined to retain the blood of that man from birth.
"Classmate Fu, am I useless? It's been so long and I still can't get over it." Wen Sheng leaned on Fu Yanlin's shoulder, his chest heaving and his voice was a little choked.
She is rational, independent, and tenacious, and is rarely so emotional.
And every time, it’s because I think of Wenting Shu.
Wen Sheng had been trying hard to look forward, but when he saw Jiang Ruxin just now, Wen Tingshu's face naturally appeared in his mind.
I remembered every bit of the past relationship between father and daughter, as well as the words he said sincerely before the accident.
"A Sheng——"
Fu Yanlin softly called Wen Sheng's name, feeling bitter and uncomfortable in his heart, "I will take good care of you, love you, and pamper you on behalf of your father. I will not let you suffer any grievances for the rest of my life. Believe me, I will definitely do it."
arrive."
He held her hand and gently placed it on her heart, his eyes pious like those of a believer.
Wen Sheng's heart was touched, and she wrapped her arms around Fu Yanlin's waist, greedily enjoying the tenderness that was exclusive to him.
"Meeting you is the greatest blessing in my life."
Fu Yanlin stared deeply at her white and rosy cheeks, and couldn't help but reach out to touch her.
No matter how many love words there are, Wen Sheng will never get tired of hearing them. The feeling of being surrounded by love gives her the greatest sense of security.
"If dad is still here, he will definitely like you very much." Wen Sheng looked into Fu Yanlin's eyes and suddenly said seriously, "Fu Yanlin, if we have children in the future, I believe you will also be a good father."
Fu Yanlin's heart skipped a beat, and then started to beat loudly. He could hardly believe his ears, "Wife, you--you mean you are willing to give birth to a child for me?"
"Classmate Fu, I'm talking about the future! My career is still on the rise now, and even if the King of Heaven comes, I can't delay my making money. Raising children requires a lot of money and energy, and I'm not ready yet." She pushed away.
Fu Yanlin said shyly.
No matter now or in the future, as long as Wen Sheng is willing, that's fine!
"As long as you are willing - just take care of the child, I will take care of the rest." Fu Yanlin was as excited as a child, and even spoke a little incoherently, "Honey, I thought you didn't like children, so I never dared to mention this matter.
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Before Wen Sheng went to Fiji, she really had not considered having children.
She lacked maternal love in her childhood and witnessed her mother stealing from others, which caused a psychological disorder. After Fu Yanlin appeared, he used his love to fill the lack in her heart bit by bit and clear the obstacles.
She is the one who is cured.
That wedding, with only two people, was warm and powerful, dispelling the gloom that had been lingering in Wen Sheng's heart for many years. She once thought that she did not understand love, but later she discovered that it was because the man she loved had not yet appeared.
"Fu Yanlin, I have been working hard. I believe everything will get better and better." Wen Sheng's weak and boneless arms gently wrapped around Fu Yanlin's neck, and her gentle eyes were like the sunshine in spring, which could melt the ice and snow.
Their eyes met each other, their gazes intertwined, and the atmosphere became ambiguous.
Fu Yanlin held Wen Sheng's chin, leaned over and kissed her.
Not enough, this is far from enough!
Fu Yanlin hugged Wen Sheng Yingying's slender waist while kissing her, held her on his lap, and deepened the kiss.
If possible, he really wanted to crush her into pieces and stuff her into his body, and never separate her from now on.
Suddenly, the mobile phone on the desktop rang.
Wen Sheng broke away from the man's arms, blushed and said: "Your phone rang-"
"Don't worry about it." Fu Yanlin threw the phone into the drawer and continued to kiss the woman in his arms.
It has to be said that Fu Yanlin's kissing skills are very good, and Wen Sheng easily breaks through his defense.
Suddenly, her waist was lifted up and her legs swung around in the air. She was so frightened that she hugged Fu Yanlin tightly.
"Honey, let's go to the internship now - by the way, I'll check online later about what to eat to prepare for pregnancy, and I'll get them all for you tomorrow." Fu Yanlin's blood boiled and his heart surged.
It doesn't matter if the baby is born now or later, as long as Wen Sheng is willing to give him a child.
As long as she wants to, it doesn't matter how many children she has.
"Classmate Fu - you misinterpreted my meaning!" Wen Sheng couldn't laugh or cry, and slapped Fu Yanlin's chest with her little paws. It didn't hurt or itch.
Fu Yanlin said "Oh" and said, "Sorry, if you don't like the internship, we can just get the certificate to work."
After being together for so long, Wen Sheng could never resist Fu Yanlin's offensive, and her cheeks instantly became hot.
For certain things, he could always think of a hundred reasons why she couldn't refuse.