82 Chapter 82

◎ A few things after the marriage ◎

Shen Lie still remembers that day.

He was pushed out of the window. The window was half open. His hands and feet were tied in the frame, and his body was kneaded in a strange posture. He felt the force of the fall. Panic and despair exploded in his head like fireworks. The muscles that supported his body , only the hand with bursting veins.

And that hand came from his father, Shen Jingchen.

That time was the moment when Shen Lie was closest to death.

He was stunned by the strong hatred, and his survival instinct made him beg for mercy.

The sound was sharp and shrill, like a broken record making a tinkling sound in a gramophone.

The father he respected was cold-eyed, indifferent and crazy, with unabashed disgust and hatred, overwhelming and suffocating.

It was a chaotic day. When he was rescued, everyone told him that Shen Jingchen was out of control, but they didn't mean it. No one asked him if he was afraid. At that time, he thought that he was probably a very bad child.

Later, he followed his mother to study abroad, in a private aristocratic school. There were many races in the school, and there were only a handful of Asians with black hair and yellow skin. Naturally, he encountered racial discrimination with long eyes and shouts of "Chink". He often encountered racial discrimination. Watching indifferently, being taciturn, and being regarded as cowardly and incompetent, then getting worse and worse, saying the most dirty and despicable words, and getting into physical collisions from time to time.

He understands and is indifferent most of the time.

Until they called bastards.

Shen Lie picked up the dinner plate in his hand and threw it at him. When the opponent fell, he got on top of him, holding the dinner plate and smashing it down.

Others rushed up, punching and kicking him, but he felt no pain. He just stared at the person below him, raised his arms and then smashed them down. Blood spattered into his eyes, giving him a burning sensation.

...

The result was not good. He was sitting on the steps, with his face and body covered in colors. He watched the sun go down and the afterglow of the setting sun dyed the sky red. Lin Moru just arrived. The mother and son looked at each other, and he saw her eyes. Moisturized in an instant, tears just fell down.

She didn't blame him. She knelt down and wiped the blood on his face. It had already dried and couldn't be wiped off. She asked if it hurt.

Shen Lie said the blood was not his.

It is indeed not my own.

It belongs to the little boy with blond hair and blue eyes.

For the school, this situation is too bad, but under the operation of the management, it is not difficult to handle. Although someone was directly hospitalized for surgery, his whole body was injured, and the other party was a group of people. Lin Moru ran around for several days, and this matter was like this learn.

Before returning to school, Lin Moru emphasized again and again: "You can't do it again next time."

He agreed.

But the atrocities don't end once and for all.

Those people became more aggressive, but no one dared to bump into them anymore. At most, they only verbally provoked them.

Shen Lie began to think that there was a deviation in his method. Using violence to fight violence could not achieve the goal he wanted. He should do it more cleanly.

He started to use other methods, which felt like an experiment. After failure, he overturned it and started over again, adjusting the method over and over again until the small group fell apart. Just like that time in the restaurant, he watched calmly and accidentally knocked down the knife and fork on the table. , the knife and fork was hastily held by the man with red eyes, and blood spattered out again. The difference was that he was standing far away, clean and not even half splashed.

That night, the sky was also very nice, with the setting sun shining brightly. Shen Lie had not seen such a beautiful scenery for a long time.

When Shen Lie went back, Lin Moru was not there. There were many people in the house, but they were not related to him by blood.

The chef is also a Chinese, but he went abroad in his early years. He makes a mess of Chinese food, but he is very good at frying steaks. It is also steak tonight. He is sitting at the dining table, holding a knife and fork in his hand, cutting the steak, and the inside is red. He puts it In your mouth, taste carefully.

Auntie asked how was it at school today?

Shen Lie smiled slightly and said it was good.

Never been better.

At the age of eighteen, Shen Lie was recalled to the country.

Shen Lie asked Lin Moru what he thought.

Lin Moru seemed to have no objections. When she came out, she knew that this day would come. She was not even divorced. How could the blood relationship be severed? So she said: "Sooner or later, this day will come. Go back and listen to your father. The Shen family will have to Leave it to you."

"Okay." Shen Lie responded.

He just returned to the country and set foot on the land he had not returned to for twelve years. The person who picked him up was Shen Xiaocheng. He had met him several times abroad, so he was familiar with her. When he came back and lived in Shen's house, that memory was already there. Fuzzy place.

For several months, Shen Lie didn't see Shen Jingchen. He just accepted his family's arrangement to study in school and started company management at the same time.

It was half a year later when he met Shen Jingchen. He was surrounded by high-level officials. His assistant mentioned his presence in the past. Hearing this, he raised his eyes and looked over. His gaze was so cold that it was almost indifferent. It was just a glance. He tilted his head and continued to follow those around him. After a long time, the assistant came over again with a pile of documents in his hand, and finally they all hit him in the face.

Shen Jingchen threw the document over and the first thing he said to him was: "Is this what your mother taught you?"

The whole place was quiet.

Shen Lie saw a pair of eyes that looked either pitiful or sad. He picked up the document and said he would do it again.

A few years later, when he sat down at Shen Jingchen's seat again and looked down, he felt that the scenery was just like this.

On an ordinary day in April, he met Chen Jing'an in the concert hall.

How to describe that feeling.

It was a bunch of little jasmine that was so white that it was almost glowing in the eternal night. He once suspected it was the falling moon.

At that time, he didn't know what it meant.

—Shen

Lie had a nightmare.

The wedding in the dream had just ended, and they went on a honeymoon. They took a flight to Copenhagen and then to Iceland. They saw glaciers, volcanoes, caves... all kinds of extreme landscapes. Finally, they took a bus from the airport to the Snæfellsnes Peninsula. The two of them were fully armed. , wrapped tightly, until midnight, the sun's charged particles collide with the gas, bursting out an aurora that is so gorgeous that it can dance. It is so beautiful that it is a shock that words cannot describe.

Chen Jing'an covered her face and exclaimed excitedly: "It's so beautiful!"

He subconsciously held her hand and threw it away.

In the blink of an eye, the people around him disappeared out of thin air. Although her voice seemed to be still in his ears, Chen Jing'an just disappeared. He looked around and saw a blur of darkness. She was completely gone, as if she had never existed.

Shen Lie was nailed to the spot and absorbed, and he was the only one left in the vast world.

He was awakened and opened his eyes suddenly, feeling the pain of being unable to control his hands and feet when drowning, until a vague voice beside him asked what was wrong. It was so familiar to his bones that Chen Jing'an woke up from him, sat up and turned on the soft light wall lamp.

Chen Jing'an didn't wake up, with a warm face and a helpless expression. Her hair was scattered. She looked at him and asked if it was a nightmare.

The thing that disappeared out of thin air reappeared, and he realized that it was just a dream, but it was too real. He stood up and hugged her. The hug was too tight, which attracted resistance, but Shen Lie held on, almost losing his temper. drowned.

"What's wrong?" Chen Jing'an didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Shen Lie's voice was low: "I had a nightmare."

"What did you dream about?" What could scare someone like this?

The reply sounded so tired, he said: "You are gone."

It was just four words.

But Chen Jing'an felt her heart was collapsing, and she comforted, "I'm here."

Shen Lie didn't speak any more, just hugged her as if she had been lost and found again, not daring to relax in caution and cherishment.

Neither of them slept well that night. They both had dark circles under their eyes in the morning. When they brushed their teeth side by side in the bathroom, they looked at each other in the mirror and laughed silently.

After marriage, life is trivial and routine.

One day, on a whim, Chen Jing'an wanted to go to the temple to pray for her parents, teachers, and themselves. Shen Lie was a person with little faith. Even so, she wanted to go, so he still went with her.

I went to Qing Yuan Temple in the Western District. It was already summer and I missed the lilac blooming season in the temple. The two stone lions in front of the temple were old. The red walls, green tiles, and mottled wooden doors. Once inside, the red walls blocked out the hustle and bustle of the world, and the temple was sparsely populated. Therefore it is particularly secluded.

Chen Jing'an offered incense and prayed to Buddha, looking pious. She didn't necessarily believe it, but she just had hope in her heart.

When she did this, Shen Lie just watched. Even though the temple would give away three sticks of incense for free, he did not take it. He quietly watched Chen Jing'an kneeling on the futon, clasping his hands, and kowtowing very seriously. After doing this, she asked him Are you really not going?

Shen Lie still showed the same attitude as when he came and asked her if it was over.

"Wait a moment, I'll have a few words with the master." Chen Jing'an was afraid that he would be bored.

"Okay."

"If you are really bored... you can play with the cat." There are many cats in the temple, including orange cats, civet cats and tabby cats. During the day, an orange cat lay leisurely on the stone slabs and basked in the sun.

Shen Lie smiled: "Funny cat?"

It seemed like he had a kind heart.

Chen Jing'an also realized it and pretended that he didn't say it, "Wait for me a little longer."

"Yeah."

Chen Jing'an left.

Shen Lie was still where he was, looking at the Buddha with kind brows and kind eyes, as if looking at him.

A moment of silence.

Shen Lie walked in with his legs raised, sat down on the futon, and kowtowed devoutly. He was just a layman who wanted something.

Buddha.

He only wished that Chen Jing'an would live a long life and be safe and happy.

Just this one thing, there is nothing else to ask for.

Chen Jing'an's voice of thanks came again, very close. He stood up and walked out calmly. The two looked at each other. She had no idea that he had just made a wish to the Buddha. She took a bunch of agarwood and put it on him and said: "This is I asked it for you to keep you safe."

His wrists have clear joints and blood vessels can be seen in his cold white skin. He has also seen bulging veins. Now he is decorated with wood-colored agarwood and looks good. She said, raising her head and bending. Lips, eyebrows and eyes are full of gentle smiles.

She also invited some from her parents, teachers and friends.

Praying for blessings is a beautiful vision, and whether it can be blessed is a matter for God.

Shen Lie lowered his eyes to his wrist and held her hand: "Go home?"

"Yes."

The two of them walked up and down the mountain. The steps were narrow and the way down was more difficult than going up the mountain. Chen Jing'an said casually. "Carry me down the mountain." Shen Liezhen knelt down and let her come up. She lay on his broad shoulders and put her hands around his neck. Even when going down the mountain, he walked steadily and carried her to the bottom of the mountain.

When they got to the car, Chen Jing'an blew a rainbow fart and praised him for his physical strength. He carried her down the mountain without any effort. He was really amazing and his physical fitness was rare.

Shen Lie glanced at her and said, "I have better stamina in bed."

"..."

When it came to talking dirty, Shen Lie was unrivaled for the time being.

Chen Jing'an pretended not to understand and praised him for working too hard today and that he should go back and have a good rest.

Shen Lie sneered in a low voice. He had already unbuckled his seat belt and leaned over. He was very close for a while, but he just pushed the seat belt open for her. He pinched her face and showed the fact that he was a capitalist: "You don't need to say so much. I always charge according to my work." Hearing this, Chen Jing'an asked: "Mr. Shen, we just came back from the temple, haven't your soul been purified at all?" How can you do it with all the colors in your head

?

of?

Shen Lie smiled and said: "There is also a saying in the Buddha's saying that emptiness is color and color is emptiness."

-

During the graduation season one year, the high school monitor took the lead in organizing a high school class reunion and notified Chen Jing'an. Because it was in Jiangcheng, she might not be able to go, but there were people there one after another. She came to lobby and said that she had not seen each other for many years and it was a rare opportunity to meet everyone. It would be a pity not to come. She was persuaded and agreed to go.

"Family members can be brought, including husbands, wives, male and female friends, and children as well." the monitor said specifically.

When Chen Jing'an saw the news, he looked at the family members reading beside him and asked casually: "There is a high school class reunion this weekend, do you want to go?"

Shen Lie put down the book, remembered the words on the classmate's record, and smiled: "Of course. "

The matter was settled like this. Chen Jing'an told the squad leader that he would bring a family member there.

Most of my high school classmates haven't added WeChat, so most of them haven't seen the ghostwritten Moments, including the monitor, who only added them at the recent class reunion. That post has been hidden after being visible for three days. .

The class monitor sent an ambiguous emoticon and asked: Is he your boyfriend?

Chen Jing'an replied: It's my husband.

What followed was a bombardment of memes.

Monitor: Who would have thought that Goddess Chen would get married at an early age!

When she looked at the word "young marriage," she couldn't help but laugh, and rubbed her face to think about it.

The monitor asked: How does it feel to get married?

She wrote the three words "not bad" in the input box. She didn't click send. She thought about it and deleted it. This time, it was two words. She clicked send with satisfaction.

Two words.

very good.

It's extremely good.

The class reunion was held as scheduled, and Chen Jing'an and her family went there on time. On the way, the class monitor told the group that she was married. Many people reacted in exaggerated ways, and emojis of heartbreak and despair kept being posted. There was no chance this time.

"Is it possible that you are still obsessed with evil?"

"It's not illegal to think about it, or are you just not thinking about it at all?"

"Am I the only one curious about who the goddess's husband is? Did he save the galaxy in his previous life?"

"..."

The messages continued one after another. One jumped out, followed by someone who arrived first and sent a picture to prevent the people behind from going the wrong way.

When they passed by, most of the people were already there.

When he opened the door and walked in, the atmosphere in the room was warm. When he heard the sound of the door opening, many people turned their heads, looked over, and shouted. Chen Jing'an couldn't help but blush, and lowered his head to say hello to everyone.

The squad leader's eyes fell on the tall and straight figure beside her, and he raised his chin: "This... don't you want to introduce me?"

Chen Jing'an said: "My husband, Shen Lie."

"Hello." Shen Lie didn't. Wearing formal attire, still shirt and trousers, he looked lazy and casual. He stretched out his hand to shake the squad leader's hand. His temperament was casual, without any embarrassment of unfamiliarity. Instead, he felt that he was the organizer this time.

"Hello, hello, I used to be the monitor."

"Hello, I heard Jing'an mention it."

After greetings, everyone took their seats.

At high school reunions, it is inevitable to talk about the past in high school. Once, someone in the class was bullied and the whole class stood up, which resulted in being criticized by the school. The class teacher, who was always strict, didn't say much. Then there was the person who came to the classroom in the middle of the night to write a love letter to express his love. He was caught by the security guard and thought he was a thief. Finally, he called the head teacher to lead him and punished him to read a love letter in front of him. He read it while crying. The head teacher could hardly hold back his laughter and asked the girl who was confessed to think clearly about writing a love letter like this. Can boys who all have speech problems think about it...

There are too many, and those memories that have been covered up by time seem to be swept away and revealed.

Chen Jing'an was mentioned again in the middle.

情书塞满书桌，雷打不动准时放在桌上的早餐，学校没什么人问津的论坛里，喊着要跟女神告白的发疯贴，外校男生跑来告白被校内男生揍的……一些连她都不Something clear.

Shen Lie turned his head and looked at her, his eyes saying "Oh, my wife is so awesome".

Most of the time, he was listening, not in a casual way, but really listening to stories about Chen Jing'an as a teenager, a time in which he had never been a part of. Chen Jing'an couldn't help

laughing: "There is a degree of beautification, at least I don't know a lot of it."

"Of course you don't know, we had a guard at that time to prevent some colorful toads from getting close to the goddess." "Why didn't you follow me?

Did I say that?" Chen Jing'an asked.

"Our first rule is to keep secrets." He said it with both nose and eyes.

Talking about this in front of people who are about to become juniors, and some people are already juniors, is inevitably ridiculous and a little half-hearted. The love of young people is always pure and sincere.

Midway, a male classmate came over to talk to Shen Lie, somewhat curious about what he did and how the two of them got started.

"Is it difficult to chase a goddess? How long have you been chasing her?" a male classmate asked.

"It didn't take long." Shen Lie told the truth. He had omitted that process at first.

The male classmate laughed: "It's not a long time, it's a long time. There was a goddess in our school who had been chasing the goddess for three years but it was useless."

Chen Jing'an heard that, holding a teacup and drinking water, it was more or less just watching the fun and not taking it too seriously. She was curious about Chen Jing'an. What would Lie say?

Shen Lie still had the same calm tone: "In a few days, I was chased by her." He

even seemed to sigh, as if he was a little regretful.

"The goddess is chasing you?" The male classmate looked stunned. If this happened to other people, it would be more or less magical, but Shen Lie's face showed credibility, so no matter how stunned he was, he did not question the truth of the whole thing. Sex, it's just hard to imagine that a cold goddess like Chen Jing'an would pursue someone.

Hearing someone's shameless remarks without changing his face, Chen Jing'an choked and coughed until his face turned red.

Shen Lie pulled out a tissue and handed it to her. At the same time, he patted her back and said, "Why are you in such a hurry? Drink slowly."

Chen Jing'an gave her a look.

Shen Lie accepted it individually.

In the eyes of other people, this pair of looks is a sweet wedding, somewhat envious, a talented man and a beautiful woman, a match made in heaven.

After dinner, a group of people prepared to take a group photo.

The waiter took photos for them. The accompanying family members did not join and waited separately. Shen Lie walked away to smoke. When it was over, Chen Jing'an saw him coming. He put out his cigarette as usual, threw away the cigarette butt and walked over.

"Isn't it boring?" Chen Jing'an asked.

"No."

She wouldn't know that as long as it related to her, it would be interesting.

Shen Lie said, "If you hadn't come, you wouldn't have known how many classes my love rival has and how powerful my wife is."

"Exaggeration."

Chen Jing'an smiled.

While waiting for the bus, the old classmates said hello and left one after another. The wind felt comfortable on her body. She raised her head and asked, "What are you thinking about?"

He lowered his head and looked at it for a long time.

"I miss you when you were seventeen."

Chen Jing'an reached out and squeezed into his palm: "I missed the seventeen-year-old Chen Jing'an, but I didn't miss the twenty-seven-year-old Chen Jing'an."

-

Shen Lie is thirty years old.

On his birthday, Chen Jing'an took the initiative and held a birthday party in Qianwan, which was considered a small one.

Lin Moru was still traveling around the country, but after being reminded by Chen Jing'an, he sent him a birthday gift in advance. It was a long life stone, but it was quite meaningful. It was a longevity stone that was later placed in the courtyard to be exposed to the wind and sun. Shen Lie said he should look at it first. See if the stone can live longer.

The people attending the birthday party are all close friends, and there are no other miscellaneous interests involved.

Several women were drinking with a glass of wine in hand. Senior sister Zhong Xin was newly married. The topic somehow changed from marriage to married life. Zhong Xin put her hand on her neck and asked with a smile: "What frequency do you have?"

"...Senior sister."

"Things between men and women are very normal, just like appetite, they are all normal." After saying this, he revealed that he might have just been newly married, and he did it four or five times a week. Yes, I'm thinking about buying something to replenish my body."

"To replenish my body?" It's clear that Chen Jing'an is the one who has been married for a long time, but she doesn't know much about these aspects. For the most part, Shen Lie doesn't need to worry.

"It does need to be replenished."

The last one to speak was Ruan Ling, who smiled with an ambiguous expression: "After all, once a man reaches the age of thirty, he starts to decline."

After that, there are all the tigers and wolves who cannot pass the trial. word.

Sometimes women talk dirty and have nothing to do with men.

Chen Jing'an thought this was just an episode, until she received a courier from Zhong Xin not long ago. The supplements she bought were two copies, one for herself and one sent to her enthusiastically. In other words, it is a great kindness that cannot be thanked.

"..."

She looked at a box of things with nowhere to put them, and finally had to hide them in the kitchen cupboard.

They didn't cook much, and few people went to that place until Shen Lie had a sudden impulse to cook himself and dug out a box of suspicious items from the cabinet. The packaging of the items was clearly written, "Men's physical fitness, aphrodisiac..." He got it Chen Jing'an looked in front of him and asked what it was.

Chen Jing'an started to pretend to be stupid and asked, "What is it?"

"You don't know?" Shen Lie asked.

Chen Jing'an looked away, fully demonstrating what it means to have a guilty conscience, and vaguely said that she had never seen it before.

"Really?"

Shen Lie began to read the express delivery note on the carton, starting from the recipient. The words were precise and precise: "Recipient, Chen Jing'an, phone number..."

The tone was unhurried, as if he meant it. Just to tease her, he read it very slowly.

After reading it, he said: "Little liar."

Seeing that he couldn't get rid of the sophistry, Chen Jing'an had to admit it and briefly explained the whole story. It was true that she did not buy the thing, but Zhong Xin kindly sent an extra copy. How can a harmonious life be achieved? If she would be happy, the more she confessed, the more guilty she felt, as if she was really quibbling.

The thing is shining brightly in front of you, and if you look at it more, your face will turn redder.

"It's not needed anyway, I'll give it back to my senior one day." He said that he was about to take it away in order to eliminate the evidence of the crime as soon as possible.

The things were not taken away, but the people were fished out.

Holding her waist, Shen Lie asked in a low voice: "Is it because I haven't been performing well recently?"

Chen Jing'an's pupils shrank, knowing what he was thinking about. She forced a smile: "How could it be?! You have to believe this. It's a coincidence. You've been doing very well. I, I, I... I'm very satisfied."

The skirt she wore had a hollow on the back, which was just convenient for his attack. The hot heat was very intrusive, and she felt it. I am the chicken in the wolf's mouth.

If he says something wrong, Shen Lie will probably prove to himself that he is not old enough to take tonic yet.

Shen Lie was still scratching his head half-heartedly, and said, "That's right. I'm already thirty. In many ways, I can no longer compare to a twenty-year-old man. It's natural for me to be disliked by my wife."

"..."

Chen Jing'an was speechless.

Her spine seemed to be trembling. She knew she was going to be eaten, but she didn't know when.

Sometimes Shen Lie's acting skills are really good, so good that he can rival the best actor. At this moment, his purpose is clearly to get people into bed, but he is also good at foreshadowing.

Off the bed, he plays a frustrated middle-aged man. In bed, he returns to his true nature, like a ferocious wolf dog fighting evil. How sinister human nature is is vividly displayed in him.

Before dinner, Chen Jing'an whimpered and said she was hungry.

Really hungry.

Shen Lie was in the air, and with a heavy blow, sweat slid down his chin, and he asked: "Aren't you fed yet?"

Chen Jing'an was so ashamed that he blocked his sight with the back of his hand, trying to block it, but his face was still uncontrollable. She was red and couldn't see her eyes, but her other senses were still there. Shen Lie knew her point very well, and it would make her lose her voice every time. As a last resort, she had to call her husband, one after another. It had worked wonders in the past, but this time it didn't work. It was useless, she almost gave up on herself.

"Don't you like it?" Shen Lie still asked.

"...I like it." Chen Jing'an's voice was filled with sobs and her mind was blank.

"Really, baby?"

He leaned forward, his lips pressed against the earlobe, and his voice went directly into his ears.

Shen Lie called her baby a handful of times, all of which were done on the bed. First, a very small electric current surged through her eardrums, and then quickly traveled through her limbs. She couldn't help but curl up, and then was flattened, over and over again. A kind of overwhelming pleasure.

After finishing cooking, Chen Jing'an didn't even want to eat. He was completely over the energy and the lingering lingering effects in his body had not dissipated.

I was so tired that I didn’t even want to move my fingers.

The satisfied Shen Lie got up energetically, finished cooking and brought it to the bedroom.

Men are so childish sometimes!

At this point, the word tonic was like a code for the beginning of married life for a long time. She couldn't laugh or cry. This matter probably wouldn't be over for a long time.

-Chen

Jing'an met Xu Ruoqing when she was watching an exhibition with her friends. She seemed to be in better condition, and she didn't come alone. She was holding a three-year-old boy's hand. The boy's features were very similar to hers, like a porcelain doll.

Xu Ruoqing took the initiative to come over to say hello and introduced: "This is my son, Song Yi. Song Yi's name is Aunt Chen."

Song Yi was very obedient and called Aunt Chen politely.

"Hello." Chen Jing'an greeted him.

Xu Ruoqing touched the little guy's head and asked if she had time to chat.

Chen Jing'an nodded.

Over time, both love and hate have disappeared, not to mention that there was no hatred at that time. Now the two of them sit down to drink coffee calmly and chat about each other's current situation.

Xu Ruoqing got married very early. She had an investor husband who could understand her paintings and understand her. They hit it off in soul and in reality, they got married quickly after a month of dating. Even my friends were surprised. Then I gave birth to a son. With Song Yi, I had a complete family.

"At the beginning, I was actually quite scared. I always felt that I would not be able to give birth to him smoothly. I had done some bad things. If there was retribution, I hope it would only be on me. Fortunately, everything went well. I never thought about it. I can have this too. The person I feel most sorry for is you, and I always owe you an apology."

"It's all over," Chen Jing'an said as before.

Xu Ruoqing also smiled: "I haven't asked yet, how are you doing lately?"

"I'm married too." She raised her hand and showed off the wedding ring on her finger.

"Follow..."

"Shen Lie."

Xu Ruoqing said with a clear look: "I was indeed surprised. When this matter came to me, to be honest, I thought it was just a pastime for the rich young master. Those people, you You know, I always treat ordinary people as human beings."

She thought the two people would end soon, but in the end they achieved success.

Chen Jing'an understood what she wanted to say and pursed her lips with a smile.

"That's great."

Xu Ruoqing sighed, and the accumulated guilt in her heart finally dissipated.

After talking about the past, both of them focused their attention on little friend Song. He would have a lot of questions, and he would ask why in a babyish voice. Xu Ruoqing hummed as if thinking, and could answer patiently every time.

"Sorry, I've been with the child for so long." Xu Ruoqing finished asking.

"It's okay, I like children very much."

Chen Jing'an couldn't help teasing Song Yi. It was obvious that Song Yi liked her very much. He asked a lot of questions about her, and in the end he rushed over and lay on her body to play with her. Holding back and squeezing carefully with his little fingers, Chen Jing'an couldn't help but touch her face gently. It was so soft that it made people's hearts melt.

Xu Ruoqing looked at her profile and suddenly said, "Let me give you a painting."

"Why?"

"There's no reason, I just suddenly wanted to do this." Even she couldn't tell the specific reason.

"If it's convenient, thank you." Chen Jing'an smiled sincerely.

When they separated, Song waved his hand and called her beautiful aunt.

The painting arrived a few days later, but before Chen Jing'an had time to open it, Shen Lie learned that it was a painting sent by Xu Ruoqing, and asked someone to send it directly to the utility room. She stopped her and said, "The painting was given to me, Mr. Shen." "Are you a bit overbearing?"

"If you like it, I can give you hundreds of them," Shen Lie said in an unhappy tone.

Chen Jing'an frowned: "That's different."

"What's the difference? What can she draw, Qin Yinian? I don't think it's a waste of time."

Chen Jing'an was stunned.

The name Qin Yinian had not appeared for a long time, and she had even forgotten it. She gradually forgot about this person and this relationship, but Shen Lie did not forget it, and even remembered it better than she did.

She smiled bitterly: "How can you be so sure that it's him?"

"It's not difficult to guess." Shen Lie's voice was strong.

"Since you don't know what the painting is, you should at least open it and take a look?" Chen Jing'an took out a utility knife and cut the packaging from the edge, revealing a corner. The packaging was completely torn off, revealing the entire painting.

The painting is of Chen Jing'an, with his head bowed in profile. The light hits his facial features, making him soft and beautiful, and more spiritual than the real person.

Shen Lie stood in front of the painting, his expression no longer the same as before. He admired every brush stroke on the painting, everything was just right.

Chen Jing'an asked deliberately: "Why, do you still have a utility room?"

Shen Lie pulled his lips, smiled faintly, and said that she would find someone to frame it and hang it, and she would choose the living room or bedroom.

Chen Jing'an held his waist with both hands, revealing that he was changing the subject. She pursed her lips and asked with a smile: "Mr. Shen, do you smell anything?" She

smelled him carefully as she said it, as if this was really happening. .

"What?"

"It tastes sour. Some people are almost jealous to death." I still drink the vinegar that has been aged for many years.

"Are you very proud?" Shen Lie lowered his body, hugged her and kissed the tip of her nose.

Chen Jing'an said happily: "Why not?"

She added: "Miss Xu got married and had a son, named Song Yi. He is very cute, polite and sweet, just like a glutinous rice dumpling. Nowadays, children are getting more and more Looks good."

"Do you like children that much?" Shen Lie was not interested in other people's children, but he was interested in everything she said.

"Well."

Chen Jing'an raised his head and asked, "What I want to say is, Mr. Shen, should we have a baby, a baby that belongs to us?"

"Have you thought about it?" Shen Lie asked.

The matter of inducing childbirth is not unheard of. It is a topic that will be mentioned when meeting elders after getting married. However, Shen Lie's attitude has always been to respect Chen Jing'an's opinion. It was her who was pregnant for ten months, and it was her who suffered the pain of childbirth. He cannot replace these. Therefore, I am not qualified to make a decision, whether to give birth or not to give birth is fine.

Shen Xiaocheng was quite angry at these remarks and asked him if he had thought about who the Shen family would hand over in the future.

Shen Lie still had a nonchalant attitude. Even if they didn't have any children, the Shen family could give it to Shen Jin's children in the future. Anyone would be fine, but he didn't value it that much.

Mentioning this, Shen Xiaocheng became even more angry: "Look at that brat's appearance, can I live to see that day? Let alone having children of his own, it's hard to say whether he can marry a wife."

Shen Jin originally She also gloated about the drama and laughed angrily when she heard this: "How come you can scold me for everything?"

So the matter of having a child was put on hold.

Chen Jing'an nodded heavily when he heard this: "I've thought about it very clearly. Are you ready?"

"Now?" Shen Lie asked.

"What?" Chen Jing'an didn't follow his train of thought.

Shen Lie hugged him upstairs, and she hugged his neck and listened to his concise and concise words: "Have a baby." He

just gave birth to a baby. He always had amazing mobility.