"Generally, when I become your legal husband, I will be more satisfied."

"I believe that with Mr. Fu's persistent and unremitting efforts, it will be a matter of time before he becomes my legal husband. I also look forward to becoming Mr. Fu's legal wife, so that Mr. Fu can help me share the hard work of raising my daughter."

He twitched the corner of his mouth and said with a smile, "It's an honor."

Wen Ran got up from his arms: "Okay, go to work quickly."

"Yeah." After one word, the man kissed her forehead before leaving reluctantly.

She looked at his back, and felt a little bit of reluctance in her heart.

It turns out that when you fall in love with someone you like, you want to stay with him all the time and don't want to be separated. Even if you know that you will see each other soon, you still can't erase the reluctance in your heart.

r & q downstairs.

After Fu Chenlie got into the car, he didn't leave immediately.

He lit a cigarette, and while he was puffing, he tried to search his memory for the memories before he was eight years old.

But no matter how I recalled it, I couldn't piece together a complete picture.

He wanted to know how he and Wen Ran were getting along at that time, and also wanted to figure out what kind of eight years he had spent with his adoptive parents in his lost memory.

A cigarette burns out and the man starts the engine.

The direction the car drove was not Fu's, but Fu's house.

About half an hour later, he saw Song Qiaoman in the living room at home.

Song Qiaoman was arranging flowers when she heard footsteps and looked towards the entrance. When she saw Fu Chenlie came back, she said unexpectedly: "Shouldn't you be in the company at this time? Why did you come back suddenly?"

"I have something to ask you."

"What is it?"

At that time, Song Qiaoman had already started to interject again, as if he didn't think about what Fu Chenlie would ask, and thought that what he would ask was just a few innocuous words.

Until, hearing him say——

"Before I was eight years old, I didn't grow up in Fu's family, did I?"

Song Qiaoman's hand holding the flowers trembled, and there was a sharp pain in her fingers. She subconsciously "hissed" and looked down, only to find that her hand had been pricked by the thorns of champagne roses.

Blood gushed out.

Fu Chenlie frowned, quickly took out a tissue and handed it to her: "Are you okay?"

"fine."

She put down the flower, but the paper towel handed over by her son wiped off the blood that came out. She turned her head to look at him with an unnatural expression on her face: "Why are you asking this all of a sudden?"

He sat down beside her: "I just found out today that I am Wen Ran's neighbor's elder brother Gu Mobei when I was a child. I have been caressing about this name all these years, but in the end I found out that I was competing with myself. It's pretty cool to think about it." ridiculous."

Song Qiaoman lowered his eyes, looking at the bloody place on his finger, his eyes were much farther away.

For a long time, the fact that Fu Chenlie was raised outside for eight years when she was a child was a knot in her heart. She felt that it was the mistakes of the parents that caused the child to be left outside for many years.

Later, when they wanted to take him home, he refused to live or die, and even went on a hunger strike to resist, and then he was caught in the rain.

At that time, he forgot the memory of those eight years because of a fever and coma. Everyone in the Fu family was relieved, and at the same time, they kept their hearts on their hearts.

To this day, he still knows.

He finally knows.

Song Qiaoman turned her head to look at him: "There may really be a destiny between you and Ran Ran. Now you know that she has only you in her heart since she was a child. Isn't it good?"

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